Ling Ye looked at him expressionlessly and stopped talking. From this Hu Kuan's speech behavior, he has already seen that this place is very cruel, and he doesn't treat these new trainees as human beings at all!

The people of the Silver Moon Empire are divided into five classes, the first class, the royal family, the second class, the nobles, the third class, the samurai, the fourth class, the commoners, and the last class, which is the slave. Most of their trainees were from the commoner and slave classes, the lowest level of the Silvermoon Empire. Although the Wolf Guards provided them with a step to climb up to the third rank, when they climbed up, who would know how many bones they would have?

The excessively cruel punishment of these two days is a good example of this. As trainees, they can be discarded at any time, and as long as there is even the slightest cause of the head, it is easy to be caught by these "instructors" and punished with cruel punishment. This kind of cruel punishment is, at best, "a mountain of military law", but in the most practical way, it is cruel suppression! Let these trainees from the "untouchables" not dare to have different intentions to resist, but must obediently abide by it!

After the brutal execution, Hu Kuan smiled and left with his hands behind his back, replaced by an instructor with a gloomy face.

The new instructor stood on the high platform, looked down at everyone condescendingly, and said coldly: "I am your martial arts instructor Que De. I don't care how many of you can remember my name, and I don't want to remember the name of every single one of you. I don't look down on you maggots who have just crawled out of the untouchable pile!"

He paused for a moment, and then said: "I believe you already know, this is a place where the strong are respected, and a place where strength speaks. You don't have any strength to make Lao Tzu look down on you now! And in the next training, many of you, maybe even all of you, will be ruthlessly eliminated one by one! The weak chicken waste that has been eliminated is not worth remembering by Lao Tzu!"

The crowd looked at him, but no one spoke. Que De glanced at everyone coldly, and said: "For you waste maggots, Lao Tzu has no expectations, and he will not have the slightest sympathy for you. Don't expect Lao Tzu to tell you anything, not at all! If you don't have that qualification, staying here alive will only be a waste of the empire's assets! Okay, without further nonsense, I will tell you directly and clearly that you will be tested by Xuanhuang's life, so as to make sure that how many of you are qualified to practice the exercise specially selected for you, the Thunderbolt Overlord Body Technique!"

For this exercise, everyone has basically never heard of its name. Que De said coldly: "When you entered the door, the chief instructor had already opened your eyes. Among the warriors of the empire, the chief instructor is already a first-class person, and what he looks like when he performs it, Lao Tzu doesn't need to talk nonsense. Among the officers and men of the various battalions of the Imperial Army, only the Wolf Guards could cultivate the Thunderbolt Hegemony Technique! If they cultivated such skills, who would be able to resist the thunderous blow on the battlefield? It would be as easy as a breeze to kill the enemy on the battlefield and make meritorious achievements. And this is the special feature of the Wolf Guard! Join the Wolf Guard, you are the tip of the sword of the Imperial Army, and if you are eliminated here, you will be maggots, waste!"

There was a slight stirring in the crowd, but then it stopped. Ling Ye watched expressionlessly as Que De spat on the high platform and said, without any waves in his heart. He didn't care about the thunderbolt hegemonic technique, in his opinion, it was too simple and crude, just a fierce and domineering external skill. For him who has some kind of magical technique, is it necessary for him to care about this?

In his ears, he seemed to hear what his father had told him again: "Child, you have to remember that what your father is teaching you now is the first-class mental method on the Heavenly Frost Continent - Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill. The martial artists on the Heavenly Frost Continent are divided into twelve levels, such as ghosts, earth, people, and heaven, and the lowest level is called the ghost martial artist, from the ghost martial artist to the heavenly martial saint, even if the person with extremely intelligent qualifications needs sixty or seventy years, and the average person needs more than one hundred years, in other words, he can't practice even if he dies. ”

The father paused for a moment and said proudly: "And those who cultivate the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill, even if their qualifications can only be said to be mediocre, they can reach the realm of the third order of human martial arts, and they can become a heavenly martial saint in about fifty or sixty years!"

The young Ling Ye was enthusiastic when he heard this, clenched his fists, and said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for? Dad, teach me quickly!"

Father smiled, stared into his eyes, and said slowly, "Teach you will definitely be taught...... But you have to remember that the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill is a martial art that is not spread in the world, and you must make a heavy oath, and you must not use it lightly until the last resort of life and death!"

"Why?" asked the young Ling Ye, tilting his head and blinking his eyes.

Father......

The father's back under the moonlit night suddenly turned into Que De. He put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Now I will give you medicine, one for each person." Don't underestimate this medicine, this is refined by a ghost doctor, and the effect is extraordinary. After taking this pill, you don't have to do anything, go back to sleep immediately. Those of you who can get up and gather here until tomorrow morning, congratulations, you can start cultivating, and progress will be quite fast. As for those who can't make it, I don't need to say it, you know what the end will be like!"

After Que De finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and immediately two soldiers with wooden trays in their hands walked up quickly, distributing medicine to everyone from the left and right. Ling Ye squinted and saw that it was a thumb-sized pill, dark and inconspicuous, but when he thought of the ghost doctor's bubbling green paste, Ling Ye couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

If I'm not mistaken, this pill is boiled like that!

In a short time, the pills were distributed, one per person. Most people looked at the pill in their palms and shuddered at the thought of its terrifying name, "Xuanhuang Yisheng San". Combined with Que De's words, it is not difficult to understand that this is a very domineering pill, after taking it, the body can hold it, and tomorrow it will be able to get up and embark on the road of cultivation of the wolf guard. As for those that can't hold on, that's of course a life, so it's called "a life".

Ling Ye admired the ghost doctor a little. The terrible medicine was boiled, and a frightening name was given with a big grin, which was not taboo at all. Talent!

"Okay, now you can go back and take your medicine. No matter how you eat, I don't care what kind of food you eat, Lao Tzu will only number the people who can still stand here tomorrow. However," Que De narrowed his eyes and shot out a murderous aura: "Don't be delusional about getting away with medicine without taking medicine, it's useless." If you start cultivating the Thunderbolt Tyrant Body Technique without taking any medicine, your skin will crack all over your body and you will die of blood in less than two days!"

There was another commotion, but no one spoke. None of them thought that it would be a life-and-death decision so soon!

"Huh. Que De put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "Who of you knows how much it costs to train a qualified Wolf Guard warrior?"

Of course, no one knows. Que De didn't intend to explain, but said coldly: "You just need to know that the Wolf Guard is the tip of the empire, and His Majesty and the marshal attach great importance to it, and have allocated special funds for training. Of course, these precious special funds cannot be wasted, so only those talents worthy of training will be selected to cultivate, and useless garbage and waste will be eliminated! Hmph, that's the end of the story, it's up to you whether you want to die a bloody death as a pariah or become the shining tip of the empire!".

Ling Ye looked at Que De expressionlessly. These words are beautiful, but they can't hide the fact that they have already been seen by Midnight - the trainees are all untouchables and slaves of the Empire. Not to mention that there are no noble children, not even samurai families. If the Wolf Guards were really so glorious, why didn't the children of the nobles rush to join them, but went to the people to pick untouchables and slaves?

There will be no pie in the sky, neither will the sky of the Silver Moon Empire, let alone here!