In the end, the purple-shirted warrior still gave in, and the person had to bow his head under the eaves, and there was no way to do it if he didn't give in. After all, the crossbow arrows of Xiongqu Camp are not ornaments, he is here to run for the future, not to find death.

"Captain Yang, if we don't turn around, there will be a period in the future!" Before leaving, it seemed that he wanted to be strong, and the purple-shirted warrior said loudly.

With the departure of the purple-shirted warriors, those warriors who were in the Rong family or involved in the Rong family also walked away. "Captain Yang, sooner or later, you will regret your decision. ”

"Hmph! There is no place to stay here!"

......

In the same way, they also let out cruel words. In this regard, Yang Ren smiled contemptuously, a group of miscellaneous fish that can't make waves, it's not worth caring about. After recovering his mood, Yang Ren said to the many martial artists who were preparing to participate in the selection, "Welcome to the Xiongqu Camp!"

......

Just when Yang Ren explained the specific examination process to these martial artists, those martial artists who were driven away by him or who were involved in the Rong family gathered together and were indignant. "Brother Song, Xiong Quying is too domineering!"

"That's it, I really think they're not good? It's just a bunch of lucky Qiuba. ”

......

Although this group of people is not one of the best characters in Qingyang City, they have also been cultivated by the forces where they are located, and they all have unique skills, which should not be underestimated. If it was in normal times, they would not open their eyes to this newly established war group battle camp at all, their original target was the three major battalions of the three major war groups, and although Xiong Qu, Hu Ben and Long Xiang also belonged to the three major regiments, they were not qualified in their eyes. As for the Eagle Regiment, not to mention.

But with the development of this hunting operation, Long Xiang, Xiong Qu, Hu Ben and Ying Yang are like chicken blood or bugs, and they are a murderous mess. So they changed their minds and wanted to join the three battalions and one regiment. In their opinion, after a long battle, the three battalions and one regiment have achieved brilliant results, but they have also broken their bones, and if they join at this time, they will be able to quickly gain a foothold, and even spy on the middle and high-level levels.

But they never expected that reality played such a big joke on them. Xiong Quying didn't accept the Rong family and the warriors involved with the Rong family, it was really a big dog.

Seeing the surging crowd, the purple-shirted warrior, that is, the final Brother Song of everyone, was also very troubled, where did he have any good way now? Xiong Qu revenue did not accept them, in the final analysis, it was the freedom of Xiong Qu Battalion, and they really didn't make sense. Is it possible to ask the Rong family to come forward to exert pressure?

What are you kidding, do you want to do it again when the three battalions and one regiment besiege Rongfu?

"Brother Song, you have something to say, are we really leaving in such a gloomy manner?"

"I haven't suffered this kind of humiliation since I was a child, and I'm unwilling!"

......

Purple-shirted warrior Brother Song roared in his heart, he is the proud son of the Song family's generation, but he has already touched the threshold of enlightenment in his early twenties, and he has been pinned on high hopes since he was a child, and his family responds to his needs, and it is the first time he has encountered such a thing as being insulted in person.

But now it's not a matter of being willing or unwilling, it's that they have no way to fight back, which is a very painful thing. It's like two people fighting, one can use any trick, while the other is not allowed to fight back, and can only defend passively. How the hell is this going to be fought?!

So, Brother Song, the purple-shirted warrior, said with a toothache, "Don't make any noise!"

Hearing his slightly irritable voice, the warriors who had been arguing suddenly fell silent, "Let's go to Long Xiang, Yingyang, and Huben to have a look." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and some warriors were puzzled, "The three battalions and one regiment have always been in the same spirit, since the Xiongqu camp rejects us and others, then they shouldn't accept it, right?"

This warrior's question was echoed by the other warriors, "Yes, Brother Song, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation for us to go to Longxiang and Yingyang now, they won't accept us!"

"Brother Song, I think so too. Since the establishment of the three battalions and one regiment, it has always been close. We will definitely suffer the same treatment as Xiongqu Camp!"

......

Hearing the noisy noise of many martial artists, Brother Song, a purple-shirted martial artist, had a little big head, "Then you tell me what to do?!"

His roar shocked everyone speechless, how can they have any good way, if there is a way, they will still work on this?!

Seeing that everyone was silent, Brother Song, a purple-shirted warrior, said, "If you don't go, I'll go." After speaking, everyone couldn't react, so he flicked his sleeves and left.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do, but in the end they gritted their teeth and followed. In the final analysis, the temptation to join the three battalions and one regiment was too great, even if they knew that there was a pit in front of them, they still couldn't help jumping down.

After about a stick of incense, before the purple-shirted warrior Song Ge and his party arrived at the nearest Longxiang camp to them, they encountered a group of Rong family warriors with angry faces. Brother Song, a purple-shirted warrior, recognized that the leader was Rong An, the head of the Rong family, so he hurriedly greeted him, "Brother Rong An, what's wrong with you?!"

Although the Song family is a vassal of the Rong family, its strength cannot be underestimated, and the purple-shirted warrior Brother Song, as the candidate for the next head of the Song family, is not much lower than Rong An. Seeing Brother Song, the purple-shirted warrior, asking, Rong An said angrily, "Brother Song Shu, they deceive people too much in the Long Xiang Camp!"

Hearing Rong An's words, Song Shu suddenly felt bad in his heart, he suppressed his anxiety and said, "What's the matter?

Hearing Song Shu's words, Rong An was surprised, "You too?"

Song Shu's heart completely sank to the bottom, and he nodded gloomily. Since Xiong Qu and Long Xiang announced this decision at the same time, it means that it was not a temporary idea of a certain family, and they had already discussed the result.

"It's like how rare the young master is to join the Longxiang camp, if it weren't for the request of a few elders, I would have gone to pick up the stinky feet of the three battalions and one regiment?

Seeing Rong An scolding there, Song Shu sighed in his heart, this Rong An has not understood the hard work of the Rong family's top leaders until now. Because of Mu Sen and the unity of the three battalions, they finally said that they broke the fortune and avoided the disaster and resolved it, but the mustard in the hearts of both sides must still be there.

And letting the children of the Rong family join the three battalions and one regiment is an act of goodwill on the surface, which helps to break the ice in the relationship between the two sides. And secretly, with the strength shown by the three battalions and one regiment in the encirclement and suppression of the hundred clans, the children of the Rong family can learn a little fur after entering, which is enough to raise the Rong family to a higher level.

"Brother Song Shu, what are you thinking?" Seeing that Song Shu hadn't taken care of himself for a long time, Rong An said with some dissatisfaction.

Song Shu, who came back to his senses, showed an apologetic expression to Rong An, "I'm sorry, Brother Rong An, I lost my mind for a while." Speaking of this, he paused, "I don't know what Brother Rong'an is going to do next?"

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Faced with this situation, Rong An didn't know what to do, so at Song Shu's suggestion, he went back to his home to report the matter to the high-level. And just when the warriors of the Rong family and the warriors involved in the Rong family went home, the news of the Rong family being slapped in the face spread wildly in Qingyang City.

"Have you heard? The three battalions and one regiment and the martial arts department explicitly ordered that the Rong family and the warriors involved in the Rong family would not be accepted. In the drunken fragrance house, a warrior said with gossip on his face.

"Of course I heard about it, who doesn't know about this matter in Qingyang City? In the Huben Camp, several Rong family warriors moved their swords and guns in anger, and as a result, they were abused by a small array of five people, and one of them broke his two legs and threw them out. Obediently, those Rong family warriors are all at the peak of foundation building, and the five soldiers of the Mandarin Duck Small Array of the Tiger Camp are two at the peak of condensation, and three are at the peak of foundation building. This one, tsk......"

"I was also present at the time, and I had always heard about how powerful the several new formations of the three battalions and one regiment were, and I still had hesitations in my heart. But when I saw it today, it was really impressive!"

"That's right, don't look at their records, if you don't have two brushes, you can play such an impressive record?"

Looking at them, I suddenly felt that I was getting old, and this world must be for their group of young people. ”

"Oh, by the way, you guys who went to the scene, do you know how they took the exam?" The question caused the warriors who had not participated in the discussion to gather around.

"I came back from the Xiongqu camp, and Captain Yang said that he had to take three exams. A slightly chubby warrior said.

"What three?" asked the crowd curiously.

The chubby warrior stretched out three fingers, and put one away for each item, "First, potential." ”

Everyone expressed their understanding, even soldiers must have enough potential, otherwise how can the warband improve?

"Second, the nature of the heart. ”

Some of the warriors were a little unimpressed by this, and recruiting soldiers was not a representative of recruiting good people and good deeds, so did they still have to be of high moral character? But most of the warriors nodded silently. The temperament of the soldiers can greatly affect the atmosphere of the barracks, and these soldiers with better temperament will be more resilient in the face of difficulties. Just like the battles of three battalions and one regiment, they can be called fierce, if it was an ordinary war group, it is estimated that it would have collapsed long ago. But the three battalions and one regiment persevered, and they were able to maintain their fierceness despite such huge casualties.

Why is that?

This is because when the three battalions and one regiment recruit people, they list the character as one of the assessment criteria. At that time, some of the martial artists who participated in the selection had a high level of cultivation and very good potential, but they were rejected by the three battalions and one regiment because they failed the mental assessment.

"Third, specialty. ”

There is no objection to this point, after all, when many warbands recruit troops, they will find some special martial artists, such as those who are good at speed, good at healing, good at exploration, and so on.

After the chubby warrior finished speaking, everyone had a general understanding of the recruitment of three battalions and one regiment. At this time, another martial artist said, "Have you heard about the enrollment of the martial arts department?"

This question once again made many warriors fall into heated discussions. If the light emitted by the recruitment of the three battalions and one regiment is like a bright star hanging in the sky, then the enrollment of the martial arts department is like a divine sun burning with infinite flames. It's true that three battalions and one regiment are powerful, but this is powerful because of the wooden sacrifice wine!

Now no one in Qingyang City is questioning Mu Sen's ability to speak soldiers, and he can use just a few months to build three battalions and one regiment into this. If you can join the martial arts department, wouldn't you be able to turn a pheasant into a phoenix, or a carp leaping over the dragon gate?

"Of course, and I've already signed up!" said a warrior with thick eyebrows.

"Zhao Xiang, pull it down. At your level, you still want to take the martial arts exam?!" A martial artist teased, he was obviously very familiar with Zhao Xiang.

"Ting Han, why is it your business anywhere?" Zhao Xiang scolded with an unceremonious smile.

"Of course, who made us grow up together in open crotch pants. Ting Han said, "It's not enough for me to hit you, this time the martial arts department will recruit more than a dozen people, you are very hanging." ”

Zhao Xianghun waved his hand absently and said, "I know, then you have to try." ”

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Zhao Xiang's words are a true portrayal of most martial artists at this time, the last time they were recruited, the name of the martial arts department was not completely loud, and so many martial artists flocked to it. And now that the martial arts department is in its prime, you can think of it with your toes, and there are definitely so many people who go to sign up. But so what?

Try it without losing a piece of meat. Of course, it is best if you are admitted, but if you are not admitted, you will at least work hard, and you will not have any regrets.

......

Looking at the number of applicants who have exceeded 20,000, Mu Sen has a little headache. The Department of Martial Arts gave a three-day registration period, but on the first day, 20,000 people were registered, and when the three-day period expired, God knows how many people there will be? This is really a thing that is both gratifying and worrisome. The good thing is that everyone is now extremely recognized by the martial arts department, and the worry is that so many people will take the exam when the time comes.

During the first exam, there was An Luo to help, as well as Li Changhe and Ren Song Zhenchang, but now there is a fart? An Luo has not returned from hunting the hundred clans, and Li Changhe and Ren Song are not in Qingyang. How can this be played?

"Why did I just go out of the way to publicize the admissions in the first place?" Mu Sen said with some sadness, "I should have expected this situation." ”

"Alas, after all, I am such a dazzling person, as soon as I say that I want to enroll, they have to pounce like moths to a fire?!"

Originally, seeing Mu Sen lamenting there, everyone still wanted to comfort him, but when he began to touch his cheeks and narcissistically, everyone held the comforting words in their hearts, joking, and now not beating him is a manifestation of their kindness.

"Alas, wolves have more meat and less meat. ”

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In Mu Sen's words, when the registration ended, Mu Sen looked at the number of applicants in his hand and almost fainted. Seventy-eight thousand! These people can drown the martial arts department with a mouthful of spit?

"This is still a few, because many warriors who went out to hunt have not yet returned. If they were all there, the number of applicants would probably double. Li Huairuo said gloatingly.

Seeing Li Huairuo like this, Mu Sen was furious, "Little Lizi, you are fully responsible for this enrollment!"

Li Huairuo was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he retorted loudly, "Why?!"

"I am the captain of the martial arts sacrificial wine, the captain of the trouble-relieving team, and the owner of a small shop in Luoyang. Mu Sen said awe-inspiringly.

"You're using the communiqué for your own sake!" Li Huairuo protested.

"That's right. Mu Sen generously admitted Li Huairuo's identification.

Jin Qianzi, who was sitting by the window of the small shop in Luoyang, was tasting melon and fruit cakes while watching Mu Sen and Li Huairuo tearing over there. After a while, he stretched comfortably, stood up and shouted to Mu Sen and Li Huairuo, "Don't argue, isn't it an exam for more than 70,000 people." ”

Hearing Jin Qianzi's words, Mu Sen and Li Huairuo suddenly widened their eyes. Why does this reveal a sense of arrogance in these words? Mu Sen asked with an expectant gaze, "Brother, do you have a way?"

Jin Qianzi nodded haughtily, "Of course. "After this period of recuperation, although his cultivation has not returned to the peak, it is still no problem to abuse a combination now. So, what does it mean to get an exam?

Mu Sen was overjoyed, and when the number of applicants exceeded 20,000 on the first day, he began to worry about the exam. He had thought about forcibly waking Yao up. But when he thought that he was still very familiar with Yao now, if he interrupted his thoughts of studying the pill, he might eat himself raw, so he broke off this thought.

Mu Senchou's hair has darkened a lot in the past two days, and he even considered suspending this exam first, and waiting for Li Changhe and them to come back. But this idea was quickly dismissed by him, because if he really did this, the statement of the martial arts department would definitely fall several steps.

But now it's okay, Jin Qianzi actually has a way to solve the exam matter. Mu Sen despised himself fiercely in his heart, and really, he had forgotten the great god Jin Qianzi. He's a mahjong man!

But in an instant, he excused himself in his heart, so he couldn't blame me completely, okay? After all, I was busy these days, and Brother Jin Qianzi didn't have any sense of existence these days. In the past few days, in addition to hiding in the house to heal, Jin Qianzi has been busy working in the kitchen of a small shop in Luoyang. said that he wanted to take this opportunity to improve his cooking skills, otherwise Jianming would be separated from everyone, and his mouth, which had been raised by Mu Sen, would not be able to stand it.

The reasons are strong.

But if he explains it or not, everyone won't care, after all, they are all busy as dogs. For example, Huai Xia turned herself into a locust tree and took root in the vegetable garden outside the small shop in Luoyang, saying that she wanted to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

Shui Ning'er said that she had a relationship with water, so she built a palace in the small river of the small shop in Luoyang. In order to solve the problem of the narrow water area of the Hudian River, she cast several magic weapons in the water of the Luoyang Xiaodian that could expand the space. Now from the outside, this small river is no different from usual, but if you jump down, you will find that you can't swim to the end.

And Ishiba successfully built the foundation after the first battle of the dormant volcanic group, and now he is frantically practicing several exercises given to him by Mu Sen. Like Li Huairuo and Wang Jianluo, they are the same. They were all stimulated by Mu Sen's cultivation at the peak of enlightenment, and they desperately wanted to catch up.

As for Wei Ling, he has always stopped talking about martial arts in the past few days, leaving early and returning late, mysteriously and secretly, and he doesn't know what to do.

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"I have a lot of ideas, which one do you want to hear?" Jin Qianzi threw a piece of fruit into his mouth, and suddenly juice splashed in his mouth, "Why does this fruit have so much juice?"

"Oh, I processed it before making the salad. ”

"How?"