The military camp of Rakshasa City is located in the south of the city, divided into two camps, but the total area is not more than ten miles, and the internal tents are lined up, and shouts are heard from time to time.

After Xingchen came here, he walked directly into the gate on the left, and the group of soldiers guarding the gate did not stop him, because they had already received an order - "The brother of the city lord, Luo, is coming." "The order is accompanied by a portrait of the stars.

But the large group of young women who followed did not enter the camp, and of course they did not dare to force their way into the camp.

As soon as Xingchen entered the camp, a cloud of dust and smoke rushed from a distance, and stopped ten meters away from Xingchen, when the dust and smoke fell, revealing a tall and burly figure, two meters and three meters of physique and a majestic and fierce face, giving people a powerful impact, but the expression was extremely respectful, his right hand hit his chest heavily, and lowered his head, "Nephew Zheng, please meet Uncle Luo." ”

Xingchen looked at the person in front of him and said with a smile: "Zheng, could it be that you are the eldest son of the eldest brother?"

Masato nodded, "Yes." As he spoke, he looked squarely at the stars, and at this moment, his heart was suddenly full of doubts, because he couldn't detect any powerful aura, as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate. But there is no one in their country who cannot practice, because those people have already died in the competitive dungeons.

When he was puzzled, Xingchen had already said, "The congenital realm is complete, look at your foundation, accumulate well, and you will become a saint within ten years." ”

Hearing this, Zheng's heart was full of surprise, the other party was able to figure out his foundation, but he also had some expectations, after all, he didn't know when he would be promoted, so he slapped his chest again, "Uncle Chengluo Jiyan." ”

Xingchen waved his hand, "Well, take me to meet them." ”

Zheng then remembered the matter, "Okay," and stepped aside, "Uncle Luo, please come with me, I have already selected three hundred elite soldiers." ”

In this way, along the way, many soldiers along the way were surprised, because at this time their commander respectfully led a "little man" to the school field.

At this time, on the school ground, nearly three hundred elite soldiers were forming a circle, happily watching the two people in the middle duel.

The two men who fought were both two meters tall, shirtless, and attacked each other with big fists, punching to the flesh. One of them had the upper hand and only two bruises on his body, while the other was at a disadvantage, covered in bruises and red at the corners of his mouth, but without the slightest fear.

It was Xingchen and Zheng who came to the school field, and the duel between the two did not end, and everyone was still watching.

Seeing this, Xingchen asked, "When will the duel end?"

Zheng naturally knew what Xingchen was asking, and said respectfully: "Uncle Luo, forgive me, this is our tradition, unless the winner is decided, most of the duels will not stop." ”

Xingchen just nodded and began to watch the duel. After watching it for a while, he noticed one thing, although the attack skills of these two people were clumsy, they hit the target with their fists, and both of them were extremely tough in their will to fight. If they are allowed to fight against the people of the Deer Realm, they may not fall into disadvantage.

This kind of fighting will and powerful offensive can completely achieve the effect of reducing ten meetings with one force.

After a quarter and a half, the inferior side finally fainted to the ground, and the duel ended. The winner runs around excitedly, then takes out a small bottle and puts it in front of the loser's nose. The loser woke up, and the two of them beat each other's chests and bowed, and then hugged each other. The two who were still fighting hard just now became friends in an instant.

At this time, some soldiers wanted to invite each other to fight, and seeing this, Zheng shouted, "Assemble." ”

The three hundred elite soldiers had no choice but to give up, quickly assemble, and form a neat square formation.

Zheng led the stars to stand on the viewing platform, looking at everyone, "This is Lord Luo, from today on, he will lead you." ”

At this time, the soldiers saw the stars and immediately talked about it.

Xingchen didn't seem to hear the discussion, and stepped forward, "Although the commander assigned you to me, I only plan to take fifty people today. As he spoke, he looked at Zheng, "Zheng, give me their information." ”

For a while, the discussion became even louder.

Zheng first shouted to stop everyone, and then took out a jade slip and respectfully handed it to Xingchen.

Xingchen accepted the jade slip and began to check. The jade slip recorded the information of the three hundred people in front of him, and of course also included their images, so that Xingchen could match the information with the person in front of him. Every time he looks at a person's profile, the stars look at that person.

After a while, Xingchen handed over the jade slip to Zheng, "That's it." ”

Zheng took the jade slip and found that the information of the three hundred people had been deleted, and only fifty people remained, so he didn't say anything, just looked at everyone, "Next, I read the names left, and the others dispersed." He began to call out his name.

At this moment, a young woman in purple dressed in a military uniform came here, and her description was heroic and not at all charming. She first shouted at Zheng, "Big brother, I'm here." Then he looked at Xingchen with some contempt in his eyes, "Who is this little white face......?

Zheng, who was shouting his name, couldn't help but be furious, "Bastard." Jane, this is Uncle Luo, and I haven't come to see him yet. ”

As soon as the words ended, two of the soldiers shouted at the same time, "Here." ”

Zheng couldn't help but be a little angry, and looked at the two soldiers, "What are you shouting? ”

The two soldiers explained one after another: "Back to the commander's words, my name is mixed. "Back to the commander, I'll call the account. ”

Zheng was speechless for a while, and the young woman in purple laughed, "It's so fun." Then she looked at the stars casually, "I've seen Uncle Luo." The expression on that face didn't seem to be cold to the stars at all.

Seeing this, Zheng had no choice but to explain: "Uncle Luo, forgive me, my second sister has a rough temperament and likes bloody men. Your image is too soft......"

Xingchen waved his hand, "I understand. "After all, his appearance belongs to the category of weak chickens in this world. "Zheng, I'll show me your cultivation texts later. ”

Zheng hesitated, "This?" thought and nodded again, "Okay!"

In a short time, fifty soldiers were selected. Zheng, Xingchen, and the purple-clothed young woman Jane came to the command camp, and Zheng seriously engraved his cultivation book in the jade slip, and after a while, he handed it over.

After Xingchen took it, he quickly inspected it and found that this was a cultivation book composed of hieroglyphs, which was the official text of the Xingluo Kingdom, and Xingchen who had a competitive dungeon naturally knew it.

While watching, Xingchen practiced in his heart, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand, "Zheng, let me carefully check your cultivation status." ”

Zheng couldn't help but hesitate, "Uncle Luo, it's taboo to let others check the cultivation classics, and then check the cultivation status, then I will almost hand over my life to you." ”

Xingchen smiled slightly, "Little Life and Holy Level, you choose one yourself?"

Zheng couldn't help but think hard, as the eldest son, he has been stuck in the congenital realm for many years, his second sister Jane has already caught up with her, and even performed well, if he gets stuck again, he will lose the demeanor of the eldest son. As he was thinking, he looked up at the stars, and the man in front of him was the brother of his father, whom he had been talking about,...... After weighing it carefully, he slowly stretched out his hand, "Uncle Luo, let's clear!"

The young woman in purple, Jane, sneered, "Hmph, two big men touch each other's hands. ”

Xingchen didn't care, the same name was Jane, and the Jane in front of him was too different from the one he knew. He stretched out his hand and put it on Zheng's wrist, began to examine it carefully, and said: "Your foundation is very solid and solid, but because it is solid and firm, you can only accumulate slowly and advance slowly by relying on your own promotion." Zheng, you are worthy of being the eldest son, and the eldest brother practices the same classic book "Magic Sword Technique", but the style is a little surprising, the eldest brother is more brave, and you are more steady. After all, the knife is a domineering soldier, and there is a slight disagreement with stability, but there is a way to save it. ”

Zheng Wenyan was very excited, and his father also said that his sword style was not in line with the "Magic Sword Technique", "I also asked Uncle Luo to teach him." The nephew was grateful. ”

Xingchen let go of his hand, "Stability is your style, your sword path, then go down completely and cultivate the knife momentum." ”

Before Zheng could speak, the young woman in purple, Jane, had already laughed and said, "Sword posture, hahaha, isn't that a beginner's skill? I really laughed at it. ”

Xingchen didn't care, he glanced at Jane casually, and then continued to talk to Zheng, "Take out your weapon, and I'll show it to you." ”

Because of Jane, Zheng was a little skeptical, but he still took out his weapon, which was a large black knife with a snow-white blade and simple decoration, "It's called Frost." ”

After Xingchen caught it, he held the big knife in his right hand, and took out nine black metal rings with his left hand, and suddenly the purple light shone, blocking the big knife and the metal ring, and after a while, the purple light disappeared, and the nine black metal rings were already set on the back of the big knife.

Although the young woman in purple was surprised by this change in hand, she still interjected sarcastically, "It's just turning a knife into a chain knife, what's this." ”

Zheng Ze was the opposite, his face was excited, the big sword frost was his natal weapon, he could feel that the frost was not damaged at all, and even had a stronger momentum. At this moment, Xingchen was already facing Zheng, raised the big knife, and slowly slashed towards Zheng.

Watching his weapon slowly fall, Masa's face changed drastically, as he felt a tremor in his soul, and the frost of the Great Sword seemed to collapse like the sky, extremely heavy.

Just when he was almost in despair, the broadsword stopped and hovered beside him, and a hearty voice came, "As long as you can master one or two, you can do it naturally." ”

When Zheng heard this voice, he hurriedly put away the big knife and bowed to the stars, "Thank you Uncle Luo for your advice." My nephew has realized that he needs to retreat immediately, so please forgive Uncle Luo. ”

Xingchen waved his hand, "Go!"

Zheng hurriedly retreated, for fear of interrupting his own understanding.

The young woman in purple, Jane, frowned, she looked at Zheng in the distance, and couldn't help but wonder, "Big brother, is he stupid, why didn't I feel anything just now, my uncle was scared at will, and he was going to retreat." ”

Xingchen explained: "Because the knife I just made was only aimed at politics, of course you can't feel it. By the way, niece Jane, how are your female soldiers arranged?"

Jane, a young woman in purple, was still unceremoniously, "Pretending to be a ghost, I have arranged all the people, but there are only a hundred people, do you also want to choose fifty?"

Xingchen shook his head, "No, I want them, just let them stand by outside the barracks." In addition, you will bring with you fifty men whom I have chosen. ”

The young woman in purple, Jane, burst out with blue tendons on her forehead, "Okay...... ......!" said in a long voice, "what about you?"

Xingchen moved his butt and sat comfortably in his seat, "Of course, I'm here to wait for the political promotion, at most an hour." ”

Jane, a young woman in purple, was completely helpless, "Okay, you just wait! With that, he turned and left.

Xingchen didn't explain, he knew the state of Zheng's cultivation, his foundation was solid and solid, he had more potential, and it was a matter of time before he was promoted, he just brought this matter forward.

A quarter of an hour later, Jane, who was leading a hundred and fifty people to stand by outside the barracks, finally couldn't wait any longer, and was about to rush into the camp, when suddenly, in the center of the camp, a huge momentum rose into the sky,

Jane could feel that this momentum belonged to her eldest brother, so she froze in place and muttered, "Is it really promoted? Uncle Luo is not a liar?"