Chapter 439 First-Class Soldiers (Thanks to the Leader of Xiaofeng Drizzle)
Having already arrived here, naturally no one will quit. The man surnamed Zhou nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, you should enter the Ten Thousand Killing Formation. Your strength level will be judged based on the points, and then you will be organized into a team with corresponding strength. I advise you to be the best."
So that you can use your full strength and join a team with high combat power. It will be easier to gain military merit and survive!"
"Come here now, one by one. You, come first!" The man named Zhou randomly named someone. As he spoke, a man next to him activated the Ten Thousand Killing Array. The Ten Thousand Killing Array was in the square behind them.
Above, most of the people present have seen the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.
This is the phantom killing array commonly used in the Southern Sky Region to test the strength of warriors.
"If you accumulate more than 100,000 points, you will be classified as a first-level combat soldier. If you accumulate 50,000 points, you will be classified as a second-level combat soldier. If you accumulate 20,000 points, you will be classified as a third-level combat soldier. As for those with less than 20,000 points, I advise you to go home. If you go to the battlefield, you will die."
People with scores below 20,000 points are only equivalent to the weakest Houtian warriors. Such people will be completely tortured by the Pulse Condensation Stage disciples of the third-grade sect, and they are not even qualified to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.
After the first disciple entered the Ten Thousand Killing Array, the warrior who was keeping time next to him began to light incense. When the incense burnt out, the warrior's face turned pale and he withdrew from the Thousand Killing Array.
"Thirty-six thousand points, third-level combat soldier!" The man named Zhou announced expressionlessly.
Hearing this score, the man who was tested was slightly startled, as if he could not accept it. Many free warriors are always very confident because they have not come into contact with many masters of the same level, otherwise they would not come to the South China Sea battlefield where the mortality rate is extremely high.
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But when the test results came out, there were only level three soldiers, so it was hard to avoid being hit hard.
"Next!" The man named Zhou glanced at the man lightly and continued.
The second disciple entered, but only had half the time to burn the incense before he came out.
After testing ten disciples in a row, none of them scored more than 50,000 points. All of them were level three combatants, and one failed.
The unqualified disciple was severely beaten and quit in disgrace.
The man surnamed Zhou still had a calm expression. He had expected this situation for a long time. He pointed at the woman in the team that he had previously been optimistic about and said: "You, come up and give it a try!"
The woman was wearing a green dress, with a slender figure and an ordinary appearance. After the woman entered the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, the person behind the man named Zhou lit incense. This time, the incense burned extra long. After one stick of incense was burned, the second
The incense sticks have also been burned.
It wasn't until half of the third stick of incense was missing that the woman snorted and withdrew from the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
As soon as these words came out, the disciples present were amazed. They had no idea that this ordinary-looking woman in green clothes could be so powerful.
Ninety-six thousand points. More than double the score of the strongest person besides her!
The woman's expression did not change at all, and she seemed unfazed by the achievement.
"Next, you! Come up!" The man named Zhou pointed at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming walked up to the Ten Thousand Killing Formation calmly, turned around and asked, "Senior brother, can you tell me how the scores are calculated?"
"Huh? Why do you ask? Just fight as hard as you can." The man surnamed Zhou said impatiently.
"I just want to know, so I have an idea when I fight."
The man surnamed Zhou glanced at Lin Ming displeasedly, and replied coldly: "The peak of the day after tomorrow is 10,000 points, the day after tomorrow is 2,000 points, and the day after tomorrow is 300 points for the mid-term."
"Got it."
Lin Ming said as he entered the Ten Thousand Killing Formation.
A white light flashed, and seven or eight warriors appeared in front of Lin Ming. Their cultivation levels ranged from the middle to the peak of the day after tomorrow.
"Probably the weakest level among warriors of the same level. It is similar to my strength when I first participated in the Qixuan Valley General Sect's martial arts competition."
Lin Ming casually pulled out a halberd from the surrounding virtual weapons. His expression was calm. He asked about the score because he was afraid of killing too many people and attracting the attention of interested people.
"call!"
Three or four warriors rushed up, and Lin Ming's halberd swept across them. All three or four warriors were cut in half, and there was a shower of blood!
An instant kill without any suspense!
Immediately afterwards, an acquired peak warrior rushed up. Lin Ming didn't even bother to change his moves. He swept down with a halberd, and the acquired peak warrior was cut in half!
With Lin Ming's strength, facing these low-level warriors would be nothing short of a massacre.
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Outside the Ten Thousand Killing Formation, incense was burning slowly. The man surnamed Zhou crossed his arms over his chest, holding the mustache under his chin with his index finger and thumb, with a playful smile on his face. He was waiting for Lin Ming's results.
After the first stick of incense was burned, the second stick of incense was lit. This stick of incense had only burned a little, and at this moment, a light flashed and Lin Ming exited the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
"Huh? So fast?"
The man surnamed Zhou was a little stunned. He originally thought that with Lin Ming's strength, staying for two or three sticks of incense would definitely not be a problem.
However, when he turned to look at the scores, the man surnamed Zhou smiled. This boy really had a few tricks up his sleeve.
The free warriors around him didn't pay much attention to Lin Ming at first, until the man named Zhou read out the results——
"One hundred thousand and one thousand points, first-level combat soldier!"
Wow——
All the warriors in the audience looked at Lin Ming. A first-level warrior? Stronger than the powerful woman before?
Most of these people have entered the Ten Thousand Killing Formation and are well aware of the difficulty of obtaining a hundred thousand points.
"Hehe! This guy is pretty good. He can compare with the ones I had when I was young!" The man surnamed Zhou touched his chin and exclaimed in admiration.
"With a little more time than a stick of incense, he might still have something to hold on to."
"It's because I have some plans. I only have this strength in the late days after tomorrow, and I can catch up with the top level of the outer disciples of the fourth-grade sect."
"There is indeed a future, provided he can survive the battlefield in the South China Sea."
Lin Ming walked away with a calm expression. He had calculated it in advance for the title of first-class combat soldier.
In wartime, the alliance uses squads as combat units. War intelligence, including the location of enemies, is also distributed to squads. It is much more convenient to join a squad. In this case, Lin Ming must try to join a high-level squad.
You can become familiar with the battlefield faster and get more important information.
As for the delay of more than a stick of incense in there, it was entirely Lin Ming's intention. It only took him a dozen breaths to reach 100,000 points. This was because the enemies in the Ten Thousand Killing Formation were refreshed too slowly.
Lin Ming spent the remaining time deliberately delaying his arrival, so as not to come out too early and be too shocking.
Lin Ming returned to the team. The warriors around him looked in awe at Lin Ming's expressions. The woman before also looked at Lin Ming a few more times, and then fell silent.
After Lin Ming, the remaining warriors also completed their strength test, and the highest score was only 45,000 points. They were all third-level warriors.
Level three soldiers are almost the lowest level on the battlefield in the South China Sea Demonic Domain.
"You two, follow me!" The man named Zhou pointed at Lin Ming and the woman from before.
The other eighteen free warriors watched Lin Ming and the two leave with some emotion and jealousy in their eyes. The gap was too far.
"Now I will take you to join the combat team. Join a powerful team. When you encounter danger, your safety can be guaranteed to the greatest extent. However, sometimes, the enemies faced by a powerful team will also be more powerful. How is it specific?
Make your own choice!"
The man surnamed Zhou said and opened a door. Behind the door, there was a noisy tavern.
The entire tavern was dark in color, with colorful real stone lanterns hung on the ceiling. On the stage in the center of the tavern, a woman with very little cloth was dancing a dance that Lin Ming had never seen before.
Derived from the traditional martial arts of the Nantian Region, this dance almost shows off the sexy parts of a woman's body wantonly, causing the warriors below to scream strangely.
"Hey, it looks good." The man surnamed Zhou pursed his lips at Lin Ming and showed a smile that every man knows, "The dance from the Demon Realm is so delicious! This Demon Realm has also brought some good things!
Ha ha!"
The man surnamed Zhou smiled wantonly, ignoring the disgusted look of the woman beside him.
"Everyone, stop for a moment. There are two newcomers, a first-level combat soldier with a hundred and eleven thousand points, and a quasi-first-level combat soldier with a score of 96,000 points. Let me know which of your teams needs them."
The noisy tavern became quiet, and the girls dancing enthusiastically on the stage also stopped dancing. Those warriors who were reveling wantonly followed the voice of the man named Zhou and turned their eyes to Lin Ming and the woman, looking up and down.
Unlike what Lin Ming expected, there were not many people rushing to get it.
"It seems that first-level soldiers with one hundred thousand and one thousand points are not very valuable, or the teams present are all top teams and look down upon those with one hundred thousand and one thousand points." Lin Ming thought like this, with a calm expression on his face.
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"Boy, how about joining us?"
After a few breaths of silence, a big man shouted, holding a large pot of wine in his hand. As he shook his hand, a lot of wine spilled outside.
Lin Ming glanced over, and saw that the big man's cultivation was at the peak of acquired skills, and his true energy was unusually thick. He was obviously a master among the strong men of the same level.
"Our team has three innate masters alone. Among them, our captain is in the middle stage of innateness, and the other five members are all first-level warriors who have been on the battlefield for a long time. Their cultivation levels are all at the peak of acquired abilities, even half-step innate. We are warriors.
We are now one of the top teams in the alliance. By joining our team, you will have the best chance to accumulate military merit. To be honest, if we hadn’t lost one of our members a few days ago, we would generally not have wanted warriors in the later stages."
Many senior squads are unwilling to recruit new recruits. A recruit often lacks combat experience. When faced with a life-or-death crisis, he will become confused and become a liability. In a war where life and death only take a moment, the consequences of becoming a liability in the squad are
One can imagine.
From his point of view, Lin Ming was still very immature, and he was at a relatively low level in their team. It was hard to say how he would perform on the battlefield in the future.