"Who else?"

Qin Yin's long silver hair was flying in the wind, and his white clothes were better than snow, with a faint smile on his face, just like an elegant immortal who had come out of the dust.

Qin Yifeng's face was a little ugly, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

Lin Yang is a fierce general in the army, Qin Yin's battle won cleanly, without the slightest drag, and his strength is obviously above Lin Yang. And Lin Yang's strength can definitely rank among the top three in the Violent Tiger Camp, so there are only one or two people who can still be qualified to compete with Qin Yin in the Violent Tiger Camp.

"Is anyone else coming up?"

Qin Yin asked casually, as if nothing had happened before.

"It's a pity, Han Yi is not here, if Boss Han is here, how can he make this fart so arrogant!"

"Yes, there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to dominate!"

Seeing that Qin Yin had won three games in a row, the soldiers of the Violent Tiger Battalion in the martial arts arena suddenly let out a tsunami-like angry shout after being quiet for a few breaths, although the person in front of him was the son-in-law of the Wushuang Hou, although the person in front of him was superb, and he was the new commander of the Violent Tiger Battalion, but after winning three games in a row, where could he still be quiet, and shouted one after another, this face, even if Qin Yifeng wanted to suppress it, he couldn't suppress it.

"It seems that you are still not convinced!" Qin Yin sighed and said leisurely.

"If you're really powerful, just wait for our Boss Han to come back!" one of the soldiers immediately responded.

"That's right, unless you defeat Boss Han, we will recognize you as our commander!"

"We will only obey orders if we are convinced by force!"

......

For a while, the entire martial arts arena was in an uproar, among which "Han Yi" and "Han Boss" were the clearest, which made Qin Yin can't help but look sideways.

"Who is Boss Han in their mouths?" Qin Yin looked at Qin Yifeng and asked.

"Han Yi, the number one master of the Violent Tiger Battalion, the pinnacle of the Martial Sect. Qin Yifeng sighed, in this situation, he couldn't say anything more.

"Tsk, but with the strength of the peak of the Martial Sect, I dare to call it the number one master of the Violent Tiger Battalion. Qin Yin's expression couldn't help but become a little serious, in a place like the Violent Tiger Camp, where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, he can become the number one master with the strength of the peak of the upper martial sect, obviously this Han Yi is extraordinary.

"When Han Yi was in the middle of the Martial Sect, he was able to fight against the lower Martial Zun, and after he was promoted to the Upper Martial Sect, he was able to kill the lower Martial Zun, his talent is indeed extraordinary, and besides, he is only twenty-five years old this year!" Qin Yifeng took a deep breath and said slowly.

Qin Yin was taken aback, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, but in his heart, he had his own calculations.

The twenty-five-year-old peak martial arts sect, this achievement, compared to some super geniuses in the big family, is not much better, and almost all the soldiers in the battalion are convinced that his actual combat ability has far exceeded the average strength of the Violent Tiger Battalion, for such a subordinate who has great room for development, and even hopes to become a generation of martial saints, as long as it is a commander with a little tolerance, he will have a heart of love, not to mention that this person's status in the Violent Tiger Camp is so noble, if you want to successfully subdue the people of the Violent Tiger Battalion, this person is the key.

Thinking of this, Qin Yin stopped talking. With a wave of his hand, a large puddle of ice and snow fell, and Lin Yang, who was originally nervously exhausted, was completely refreshed and energetic, as if everything before had never appeared.

"Huh?"

Before Lin Yang could reflect from his instant defeat, he suddenly felt as if he had inexhaustible strength all of a sudden, and couldn't help but look up at Qin Yin on the stage.

Qin Yin smiled at him and said, "The true meaning of martial arts is good, when will you be able to directly turn thousands of troops into a dragon and a genius." Remember, the ultimate in martial arts is to break ten with one force, and too many showmanships are useless. ”

"One dragon roaring in the sky, one force to break ten?"

Lin Yang is also a very smart person, and when he thinks about it secretly, he has an understanding. Suddenly, the qi in the body of the silent movement, and the true intent of the martial arts immediately appeared behind him, but at this time, the "thousands of troops and horses" suppressed by Qin Yin's martial arts true intent looked extremely bleak, but the flying dragon behind one of the knights was extraordinarily different, it was a kind of rebelliousness that came out of the bones, as if no matter what, it could not be destroyed.

"I see!"

Feeling the vitality transmitted from the true intent of the martial arts behind him and the aura that was far more condensed and powerful than before, Lin Yang's eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at Qin Yin.

Since Lin Yang entered the middle martial arts, he already has the strength to compete with the upper rank and even the peak martial arts, but because of this, his strength seems to have entered a bottleneck and has been stagnant. It wasn't until this battle with Qin Yin that the original proud martial arts sincerity was suppressed so that there was not even a trace of resistance to it, so that Lin Yang completely recognized his advantages and disadvantages.

"Lin Yang, are you okay?!" Seeing that Lin Yang was silent for a long time, Qin Yifeng on the side asked with a concerned face.

"It's fine. Lin Yang also had a lot of respect for Qin Yifeng, a veteran, and couldn't hide the joy in his eyes, and said, "There is still a slight improvement." ”

"Progress?" Qin Yifeng wondered.

"Well, three years at most, or one year at the least, you will definitely be able to break into the upper martial sect level!" Lin Yang nodded and said.

Reaching the upper rank of the Martial Sect before the age of thirty can definitely impact the realm of Martial Venerable before the age of forty, which is definitely a remarkable achievement for this Great Xia Empire.

"Okay, we have one more fierce general in the Tyrant Tiger Battalion!" Qin Yifeng said happily.

"Brother Feng, look at what you say, wasn't I a fierce general before?" Lin Yang said with a grin.

"This kid!" Although Qin Yifeng snatched the white, he was still very happy. After all, the strength of the Tyrant Tiger Battalion is one point stronger, and the chance they have to save their lives is one point more.

"Hehe~" Lin Yang laughed, turned around and returned to the team.

'Even the third master in the camp was easily defeated by him, and I am afraid that no one in the entire Tyrant Tiger Camp will be able to challenge him except Han Yi!'

Qin Yifeng glanced at Qin Yin deeply, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Today, Qin Yin's prestige is established, but if he wants to fully establish his prestige in the Violent Tiger Camp, I am afraid it depends on his next performance on the battlefield.

"Commander, in my opinion, this is the end of today's competition! Do you have any questions?" Qin Yifeng shouted loudly.

The Tiger Camp was silent.

After all, Qin Yin had said before that if the competition ended and no one could win, everyone would have to admit his identity as the leader of the Tyrant Tiger Battalion.

He's only sixteen!

Recognize a sixteen-year-old boy as a leader?

But if you don't admit it...... For the people of the Tiger Camp, dishonesty is often more uncomfortable than losing one's life.

Qin Yin understands the emotions of these soldiers, but today this power must be established, and only in this way can this armed force be firmly held in his hands.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the Moon-Shooting Bow.

Shooting the Moon is a legend in the Great Xia Army more than ten years ago.

The prince with the silver-armored white horse and longbow forged a military myth of Great Xia with the blood of a foreign race, and this moon-shooting bow often played an extremely important role in that legendary story.

As soon as the moon-shooting bow came out, countless barbarians died one after another, and most of the people in the Tyrannical Tiger Camp had fought under that banner, so they were naturally no strangers to the breath of the moon-shooting bow. At this time, they felt this long-lost familiar breath, and their emotions suddenly became fanatical, and they all glared at Qin Yin with angry eyes, and their eyes flashed with strange flames.

"I, Qin Yin, now say that I will take over the Tyrant Tiger Camp for my father, and I swear with an arrow that I will regain my unparalleled glory!"