Chapter 5 Zhuge Yuanhong
In the early morning, the light of the morning sun sprinkled the entire school field.
However, the six thousand black armor army was like a deep pool of cold black water, making the entire school field cold.
Originally, more than 300 people who had been talking all the way were quiet down, and no one dared to speak in this atmosphere.
"Huh?" Teng Qingshan felt as if a stone was being pressed against his chest, and he adjusted his breathing slightly before returning to normal.
"I'm not afraid of anyone in this black armor army, but six thousand people together, so far away, completely suppress me in terms of momentum. Teng Qingshan didn't say anything, followed the crowd, and walked towards the school field together. Along the wide road paved with bluestone, when more than 300 people entered the school grounds, the 6,000 Black Armor Army, many of them turned their heads to look at each other, with confidence and provocation in their eyes.
Yes. Being a sergeant of the Black Armor Army is something to be proud of.
"Haha... Teng Qingshan followed the sound and saw that in the distance of the school field, four men and women in black robes walked side by side towards the front of the school field, and it was one of the old men in black robes who laughed.
This. The old man in the black robe has a hooked nose, a silver-white head, and sharp eyes.
"Breeze, me. I heard that there are nine first-class martial artists in this sect entrance examination?" The black-robed silver old man said from afar, "The eight centurions of my Black Armor Army are vacant, I don't know how many more these nine people can get." If you can't get any of them, it's fun. ”
has been leading Teng Qingshan and a group of them to the ashes. The middle-aged man in the robe immediately bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Second Master, this time there are nine first-class martial artists, but there are a few ruthless characters, but you have to let the centurions under your command be careful." ”
Four black-robed. People are parallel, in addition to the black-robed silver old man, there are three people, two men and one woman. One of the men, nine feet tall, was extremely muscular, and his entire face glowed with a metallic sheen, as if it were made of metal.
Another man, height. Nearly eight feet, he looks younger and has a sharp gaze. He looked around at the black-armored army below, and the sergeants couldn't help but bow their heads, not daring to look at them.
As for the only woman among the four black-robed people. Because he was wearing a black robe, he couldn't see his figure clearly.
But his height is more than seven feet (one meter seventy-five), which is very tall among women. The skin is fair, and the cold gaze like a knife makes people jealous.
"Senior brother, my Black Armor Army is only the weakest eight centurions. But it's not, these first-class martial artists can be easily defeated. The tallest of the tallest nine-foot men said loudly, his voice still echoing in his chest.
At this time, the four black-robed men walked to the stands above the school field.
In the stands, five chairs are arranged. The four black-robed men sat down in dispersion, leaving only an empty seat in the center.
"Meet the Commander!" Suddenly, a low voice came from among the Black Armor Army.
Suddenly, boom!
The six thousand black armor soldiers were in unison, kneeling down on one knee, and the sound of the heavy armor on their bodies was very harsh, and the six thousand black armor soldiers shouted at the same time: "Meet the commander!" However, among the six thousand black armor troops, there were also dozens of people standing at the very edge who bowed slightly and did not kneel.
"Get up. It was the black-robed silver old man who spoke.
Six thousand black-armored soldiers stood up at the same time.
"The four of them ......" Teng Qingshan carefully observed, the four black-robed people who were high above, "It should be the four commanders of the Black Armor Army! This is the real acquired supreme powerhouse, not comparable to ordinary first-class martial artists." ”
Teng Qingshan had a hint of war intent in his heart.
Lifting 10,000 catties of boulders is a boundary!
When you reach this limit, you are a first-class martial artist, and you are called the 'peak of the day after tomorrow'. However, as long as you have a good book of internal strength, it is not difficult to reach the peak of the day after tomorrow after decades of hard work. This has also led to ...... In this world, there are too many peaks the day after tomorrow!
The three brothers of the Wang family of the Iron Mountain Gang, all of them!
Fourth Master Hong, too!
The 'Li Yanshan' who was killed by Teng Qingshan was too!
There are so many in a small Yicheng, and among the sects, there are even more peaks of the day after tomorrow.
The nine first-class martial artists who entered the sect assessment this time are all first-class martial artists! It is completely conceivable how many peak powerhouses there are in the land of Kyushu. But...... Not everyone's strength is exactly the same. Because of the unique internal strength exercises. Or someone with extraordinary talents.
It can burst out tens of thousands of catties of power in an instant!
For example, Teng Qingshan, although he has not reached the innate realm, he can only be regarded as an acquired powerhouse. However, his strength can easily torture and kill a large group of first-class martial artists.
"The Black Armor Army, the highest status is the commander! I don't know, how does the strength compare with me. Teng Qingshan didn't dare to be too arrogant.
After all, the history of this land of Kyushu can be traced back to thousands of years, and the use of internal strength has reached its peak. For example, the White Horse Gang's 'Hong Siye' once blocked Teng Qingshan's 'stone', and it is difficult to say what means the more powerful four commanders have. Word version of the novel
Just when Teng Qingshan was thinking about this short time, three more figures came in the distance. The four commanders of the Black Armor Army, who were sitting high on it, immediately got up, bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Meet the sect master!"
"Meet the Sect Master!" The gray-robed middle-aged man, as well as dozens of black-armored army sergeants at the very edge, also immediately bowed down.
Teng: "Meet the Sect Master!" The rest of the six thousand Black Armor Army all knelt down on one knee.
Among the three of them, the middle-aged man was dressed in a white robe, with a smile on his face, his skin was fair, and he walked on the road, as if he was flying. On either side of him were a young man and a woman. The young man was dressed in a blue brocade robe, and his eyes were rolling, as if he was thinking of something wrong.
The young woman, dressed in a pale yellow gauze dress, fluttered in the wind, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks, her eyes are pure and do not contain a trace of impurities, and there is a light smile at the corner of her mouth. When walking, there is a peculiar charm, which makes people feel excited.
Fairies descend to earth?
"What a pretty girl. With Teng Qingshan's heart, he couldn't help but tremble when he saw this girl.
Teng Qinghu and the others just stared blankly.
This. The white-robed middle-aged man walked up directly with the pair of men and women and sat on the chair in the center.
The young man and woman sat behind him.
In this white robe. The young man and the four commanders said a few words casually, then turned his head to look at the black armor army below, and said with a smile: "Everyone get up first!"
“。 Sect Master Xie. ”
This person, exactly. The absolute ruler in Jiangning County, the suzerain of the Yuan Sect - Zhuge Yuanhong!
"I will return to the Black Armor Army of the Yuan Sect, and I will do it every six months. This time, there are nine first-class martial artists and thirty-eight second-rate martial artists. What surprised me the most was ...... Among them is a first-class martial artist, who is only sixteen years old!"
Zhuge Yuanhong. As soon as these words came out, no matter how good the military discipline of the black armor army below was, they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.
"Sixteen? ?”
"A genius like the Young Sect Master?"
...... "Hmph. Among the five people sitting in the stands, the grim young man snorted coldly, and the Black Armor Army immediately fell silent.
This Zhuge Yuanhong smiled lightly: "Second uncle, the centurion will compete below, you will preside over it." ”
"Yes, Sect Master. The silver-black-robed old man immediately stood up, looked down, and said in a loud voice, "My six thousand black-armored troops are divided into four centurions, and there are a total of sixty centurions! Every six months, among the fifteen centurions in each leader, the weakest two centurions will be deposed!"
"There are a total of eight centurions in the four leaders, and they will now compete with those nine first-class warriors for the position of these eight centurions. The words of the black-robed old man caused a whisper among the more than three hundred people.
Teng Qingshan finally understood the rules of competing for centurion.
Let the eight weakest centurions in active service compete with the nine of them for these nine positions.
"Seventeen people, vying for the position of these eight centurions. Those who fail will directly become the captain!"
The black-robed old man looked down indifferently, "Niu Zhan!Hong Xingyang!Xia Shuo!Situ Ning......" The black-robed old man reported the names of eight people in a row in one breath.
"Eight of you, send your blue-maned snow horses and red iron heavy armor. The black-robed old man was indifferent.
Suddenly, from the very edge of the 6,000 black armor army, eight people walked out, each of these eight people was holding a BMW, and there was a set of dark red heavy armor stacked on the BMW. These eight people don't look very good-looking, obviously this is too embarrassing.
"Nine first-class martial artists also came to the front. The black-robed old man ordered.
"Go, go with the eight centurions. The gray-robed middle-aged man urged Teng Qingshan and them.
The indifferent Ram Qing, the naughty Wu Man, and Teng Qingshan, who is burdened with a reincarnation gun...... Nine first-class martial artists also walked to the front of the Black Armor Army. Tied with eight other centurions.
"The eight of them are the worst eight of the sixty centurions!" the black-robed old man swept towards Teng Qingshan and the nine of them, "However, they are the worst eight." Of the nine of you, there are not many of you who can win them! If you want to be the centurion of the Black Armor Army, you can't do it without any skills. ”
A first-class martial artist, who is not arrogant?
If you don't compare, who will admit defeat?
Teng Qingshan and the other nine were silent, just glancing at the eight centurions next to them, and there was a hint of battle intent in their eyes.
"The competition method is very simple!" said the black-robed old man aloud, "On the school field, there are eight well-built rings, Niu Zhan, Hong Xingyang, and eight of them, one of them is in one ring, and for the time being, he will be the 'champion' first." And you nine first-class martial artists, you can challenge them, challenge to win, and you are the champion.
If you fail, you can challenge another person! Seventeen of you, each of whom has two chances to challenge!
When the challenge is over, the eight champions who are still in the ring are the eight centurions!"
"Remember, in the ring competition, you must not hurt your life, and those who intentionally kill people will die!" said the black-robed old man indifferently.
There are many masters present, and whether it is intentional homicide or not can be seen at a glance.
"Alright, Niu Zhan, you eight, let's get into the ring. The black-robed old man ordered indifferently, and at this moment, the eight centurions were observing each other with the nine first-class martial artists. At the same time, he walked towards the eight rings.
Teng Qingshan's gaze fell on the strong man who seemed to be a humanoid black bear.
Because...... This is an acquaintance! It is the centurion of the Black Armor Army, 'Xia Shuo', who once fought in Lanyue Tower.
"Brother Xia. Teng Qingshan walked over with a smile.
"You are ......" Xia Shuo suddenly glared at the bull's eye, "The day before yesterday, you were the young boy from Lanyue Tower the day before yesterday...... Are you a first-class martial artist?"