"Brother, which unit are you from?" In the preparation area for the military competition, a young soldier asked Han Sen, who was sitting next to him.
"I am the cook of the battleship." Han Sen said.
The young soldier first heard Han Sen say that he was a soldier on the battleship, and thought he was an elite force. Who knew that Han Sen actually said that he was a cook, and his face suddenly became weird.
This is not to say that cook soldiers are not good, but the amount of training of cook soldiers in general troops is not as good as that of ordinary soldiers, so it is understandable that their actual combat capabilities are inferior.
"Hey, you guys are awesome over there. It's too casual to send cooks to participate in the competition?" The young man didn't have any ill intentions, he was just joking casually.
"It's not that other classes are busy, but our cooking class is free, so I was sent here." Han Sen said with a smile.
"Actually, we are just here to join in the fun. This competition depends on Zheng Yuze. I hope he can suppress that blue-blooded tiger and give our Southwest Military Region a chance to breathe," said the young soldier.
"Zheng Yuze?" Han Sen thought for a while and realized that he had heard of this name before. It was one of the other two candidates for the security guard.
After chatting with the young soldier for a while, the rest area suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked in the same direction. Han Sen also looked over and saw an extremely majestic man striding over. His whole body gave people a look.
There was a strong sense of oppression that made people feel like they wanted to escape when they looked at him.
"Blue-blooded Tiger Tieyi..." A group of soldiers from the Southwest Military Region were talking in low voices.
Tie Yi's black eyes scanned the faces of the soldiers in the rest area, and finally settled on the face of a forty-year-old veteran, and asked seriously: "Are you Zheng Yuze?"
"That's me." Zheng Yuze nodded slightly.
"Very good." Tie Yi said, found a seat next to him and sat down without saying anything else.
After all, he was not from this military region and had no friends here, so he just sat there with his eyes closed and meditated.
When Han Sen saw Tie Yi's look, he knew that he regarded himself and the other competitor as passers-by, thinking that only Zheng Yuze had the ability to get his attention.
It doesn't matter to Han Sen, since everything depends on strength anyway, he thinks highly of himself, and he can't let himself gain two more pieces of flesh.
The competition began soon, and all the participating soldiers lined up to enter the competition venue. Then they saw a dark place filled with soldiers and officers lined up in neat rows. The scene was indeed indescribably spectacular.
The Southwest Galaxy Military Region includes two major galaxies, the Sikri Galaxy and the Nansanxuan Galaxy, and sixteen small galaxies. Except for Sikri and Nansanxuan, which have a large number of habitable planets, the other sixteen small galaxies have only
One or two star systems have built bases to garrison troops, most of which are planets unsuitable for human survival and a small number of mineral stars.
Among all the military regions, the Southwest Military Region is relatively small, but there are hundreds of millions of troops. Only a small number of representatives can come here, but it is amazing enough.
Human beings can dominate the universe because, in addition to their own intelligence, their numerical advantage cannot be ignored.
After all, it is not a private battle. The military competition is not just one-on-one. There are many different training competitions.
The first event is to test strength. A strength tester is placed directly on the field, like a huge drum.
Soldiers on the field can hit the drum surface using any means, and then the display on the drum will show the power value of the hit. The higher the data, the better the result.
Although you will not be eliminated if you do not do well, you can still participate in the next events, but the final results are cumulative. If the final total score does not enter the top four, you will not be eligible to participate in the final one-on-one fighting showdown.
Soon, amidst the thunderous cheers of the soldiers, the first round of strength competition began. The soldiers whose names were called stepped forward one by one to hit their own blows on the strength tester.
Han Sen looked at them for a while. After all, they were all the elites of each army. They had basically reached the level of evolvers with over 100 strength, but they were generally between 100 and 105. They were not very strong.
Although it is a military competition, there are actually age restrictions for the participating soldiers, and some special units did not participate in such a competition.
Soon, it was Tie Yi's turn to appear, and the eyes of all the participating soldiers were focused on him. Even the soldiers watching were not cheering as enthusiastically as before, staring at Tie Yi's results.
Tie Yi didn't feel the slightest bit nervous under the spotlight. As if nothing was wrong, he walked up to the drum and punched the drum directly without any help.
Boom!
There was a loud sound that made people's eardrums hurt, and then they saw the score on the display screen in the middle of the drum jumping rapidly, and finally settled on 113.7584.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Such power is also very scary among evolvers.
The Divine Blood Evolver only has a base of thirty, plus the base of the Second Sanctuary, and the three genes of original and mutation are fully loaded, it can reach about ninety.
To reach a physical fitness of 110, you need at least 40 to 50 points of divine genes, which is already close to the genetic consummation of an evolver.
The expressions of all the participating soldiers changed a little, and Zheng Yu's face became even more solemn. This kind of power itself is extremely oppressive.
However, in Han Sen's opinion, this is probably not Tie Yi's strongest strength. If he exerts his full strength, he should be able to improve it.
"It seems that Tie Yi is stronger than expected. I hope my power can break through his defense, otherwise there will be some trouble." Han Sen thought to himself.
If the quality difference is more than 30%, it will have a suppressive effect. Just like when Han Sen couldn't even pierce the eyes of Little Golden Retriever, it was because the physical quality was too different.
However, now Han Sen's physical fitness has barely reached the level of over 100. After using the Ancient Evil Curse and Overload, he can reach the accuracy of Tie Yi's punch, and there is no such absolute suppression.
Han Sen's main concern is Tie Yi's "Super Adamant Body". After all, it is a super nuclear gene technique that can be ranked among the top ten.
After a while, it was Zheng Yuze's turn to appear again. Zheng Yuze came to the drum, took a deep breath, roared, punched out the dragon and tiger, and hit the drum hard.
Bang!
The number 114.2584 appeared on the display screen, which immediately caused thunderous applause from below. This number was a little stronger than the blue-blooded tiger Tieyi, and the soldiers of the Southwest Military Region were greatly boosted.