"The Devil's Army has just started, and various positions are vacant. Next is the highlight you are looking forward to, the job election!"
Mo Wen looked at everyone and said with a smile.
"Have you seen the ten newly built earth and stone arenas in front of me? This is prepared for you..."
"Now we are running for ten Ten Thousand Captains. Those who are interested in running can stand on the stage and accept the challenge from others..."
Mo Wen said loudly.
"I suggest you all act according to your ability, so as not to get injured in the fight and lose your strength, so that you will eventually be unable to participate in the competition for positions at the corresponding level. Then the gain outweighs the loss..."
Mo Wen said something to wake him up.
"Haha... Since you are all embarrassed, let me start it! I will take my place in the position of Captain of Ten Thousands!"
Li Kui laughed loudly, and saw his legs exerting force, and with a slight jump, he jumped onto the earth and stone arena.
The other eight Nascent Soul stage experts saw Li Kui coming on stage and did not choose Li Kui's stage.
After the members of the Nightmare Team came back from the Devil's Training Camp, each one of them was more or less improved by a level.
Li Kui was outrageously promoted from the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir stage to the early stage of Nascent Soul. You must know that the transition from Jindan to Nascent Soul is a qualitative leap, which requires huge accumulation and opportunities.
Li Kui's Qi fluctuations are extraordinary and comparable to those in the early stage of Nascent Soul. And who knows what he has learned in the devil's training camp in the past month, it is better not to provoke him as much as possible.
Under the leadership of Li Kui, the eight Nascent Soul stage warriors in the army each chose a stage and stood on it.
No one chose to go up to the stage to challenge, because there was a gap between the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage, making them invincible.
The Nascent Soul stage occupies the position of nine thousand captains, and the last remaining position will be competed among a group of Jindan stages.
The Jindanqi people present were eager to try, but no one took a step, they were all watching.
After all, it’s hard to be a first-timer, and no one dares to say that they can withstand the upcoming battle!
"What? No one wants the last position?"
Mo Wen looked at the people below and said with a smile.
"I come!"
Xiao Fan saw that no one was willing to come on stage and said in a deep voice.
I saw him wearing a white robe and armor, standing on the stage with a heroic appearance.
"My dear, Yang Lu, please give me some advice..."
A person with a golden elixir level of cultivation jumped onto the ring, cupped his fists and saluted Xiao Fan.
"Brother Yang, I still hope Haihan, I'm sorry..."
Xiao Fan clasped his fists and said in a deep voice.
Because he knew that if he wanted to stand here until the end, he had to suppress it with thunderous means.
After Xiao Fan finished speaking, he directly used his body skills, rushed forward, and punched Yang Lu in the chest with a powerful punch.
When Yang Lu reacted, Xiao Fan was already approaching, and he quickly crossed his arms to block. Xiao Fan's punch turned sharply downward, avoiding Yang Lu's chest and turning to his lower abdomen.
"boom!"
Xiao Fan punched hard, and Yang Lu's face turned red, and he flew backwards with pain on his face and fell to the ground.
Yang Lu's face turned ugly after he fell to the ground because he found that the energy in his Dantian was blocked.
"Next person!"
Xiao Fan closed his fist and stood up, saying coldly.
The faces of all the Golden Core monks were heavy, and they were thinking seriously about how to deal with this punch if it were them.
Many people shook their heads secretly and gave up the idea of coming forward to fight with Xiao Fan.
"Brother Xiao, I surrender! Please also lift the qi blockage in my body..."
Yang Lu propped up his body, endured the pain in his lower abdomen, cupped his fists and saluted.
"Okay! I won't do this next time! For every person who comes up on stage to compete with me, I will use a unique secret method to block the energy in his body so that he cannot use his cultivation spiritual power for two hours. You should do your own thing..."
Xiao Fan glanced at the crowd of people who were eager to try, and said in a deep voice.
All the Jindan Qi people were slightly shocked when they heard this. Xiao Fan was too cruel. After two hours of Qi blockage, as long as he lost, it would mean losing the opportunity to compete for the next position.
For a while, no one dared to step forward.
"Okay, since no one has stepped forward to challenge, the candidates for the ten captains of ten thousand men have been established! They are Li Kui, Wu Qianren, Xiao Fan..."
Mo Wen announced.
"Next is the election for the position of captain..."
Half an hour later, hundreds of candidates for the Captainship were elected. Nearly half of the members of the Nightmare Team were selected, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng was one of them.
This also made everyone deeply aware of the strength of the Nightmare Team, which was also specially arranged by Mo Wen.
It is to show everyone the combat effectiveness of the Nightmare Team and arouse their competitive spirit and desire to fight.
At the same time, it also allows the Nightmare Squad to quickly integrate and infiltrate the Devil Legion, continue the knowledge and style of the Devil Training Camp, and quickly improve the combat effectiveness and cohesion of the Devil Legion.
Then came the centurion election, and all the remaining members of the Nightmare Team were selected.
Two hours later, the Devil Legion was fully organized and formed a brand new army.
The newly elected officers and their respective teams lined up and stood below. Long Aotian and other young masters were all under Li Kui's command and stood behind the team.
"It took three hours, and the new Devil Legion was finally built! You elected generals, please don't relax because of this. Your subordinates are all keeping an eye on your position! What I said before still stands! Yes!
Those who are good are superior and those who are mediocre are inferior!”
Mo Wen stood on the high platform and said loudly.
The generals who had just breathed a sigh of relief could not help but tighten their anus, especially the captains of ten and centurions, whose expressions were solemn.
Because according to the rules established by Mo Wen previously, captains of ten are elected once a month, captains of centurions are elected once every three months, captains of thousands are elected once every six months, and captains of ten thousand are elected once a year!
One month will pass quickly, so their hearts can't help but lift.
And the soldiers who were defeated took aim at their immediate superiors, which made all the generals feel uncomfortable.
"Okay, everyone, don't be too nervous. We can make as much noise as we want internally. But I have one rule here. Internal problems must be resolved by oneself, and external problems must be dealt with externally in a consistent manner. Do you understand?"
Mo Wen looked at everyone's expressions and secretly felt a little funny.
"clear!"
Everyone echoed in unison.
"Everyone knows that in half a year, there will be a military competition for the entire Mo Dynasty! I hope everyone will not slack off and train hard during these six months. By then, you will be able to compete with style and excitement in the competition, and win the first place.
Our devil army is very happy. Do you have confidence?"
"have!"
One hundred thousand soldiers uniformly shouted loudly.
"Well! Yes, it's good to have confidence, but it's even more important to take action! Starting now, from left to right, each team of ten thousand people will be named Pojun, Greedy Wolf, Qisha, Disha, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tian
Ji, Tianquan, Yuheng, and Kaiyang. Each specializes in a military region competition event and strives to win first place!"
Mo Wen thought for a while and said.
"In order to maintain the activity and enthusiasm of the team, a competitive ranking mechanism is implemented between the teams. The bottom-ranked team of 10,000 people will give the soldiers of other teams a month's worth of clothing!"
Mo Wen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.
"It's not much. For the losing team, one person can wash nine people's clothes, which only lasts a month..."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
This is a bit of a big deal!
[Author's digression]: Um...I'm afraid that the next chapter won't be reviewed!
Waiting online, it’s quite urgent. Dear book friends, what should I do?