"Don't give him time to talk nonsense. The more he talks, the longer the rest time will be."
Several old students introduced their second person, Zeng Qingxuan.
"Qianshan, what do you think?" On the periphery of the bonfire, the guerrillas were naturally watching the fun. A general whose armor was exactly the same as Xiao Qianshan looked at Lin Yi with interest.
He is much older than Xiao Qianshan, and his temples are gray as if they were stained by autumn frost.
"Qi and blood are strong, just like the palace of life. After hard work in body training, these old students were forced to compete with each other from the beginning, and they took turns to fight. It was difficult to win." Xiao Qianshan stated his position easily, and what he meant was
, these old students have fallen into Lin Yi’s trap from the beginning.
"Too young after all." The gray-haired middle-aged general sighed softly.
What he was worried about at this time was not the fate of these fifth-year students of Nantianyuan Tianjian, but the fate of the entire Southern Dynasty.
The strength of these young practitioners has far exceeded that of ordinary soldiers. However, in terms of experience and strategy, they are probably far from the lowest level generals in the border army.
"Which army will this son be transferred to?"
When the middle-aged general's eyes fell on Lin Yi, there was a look of genuine appreciation in his eyes.
Tonight, no matter whether it is the fifth-year Tianjian students or the newly formed battle formations, the guerrilla army naturally has practitioners secretly observing them. Although they will not intervene no matter what the battle situation is, they are very aware of everyone's performance.
Lin Yi's performance in the battle formation was still impeccable in their opinion.
On those battlefields on the border, even all the troops loyal to the Southern Dynasties had the same purpose and wanted to win this unprecedented war.
However, armies commanded by different generals have different executions of military orders. There are inevitably factional fights between high-level and mid-level generals, and those led by low-level generals will also have their own ideas.
No one does not have his own selfish motives.
No matter how passionate and loyal the general is, he hopes that the soldiers under his command can complete the orders given to him from the top while killing as few people as possible.
But sometimes such a choice is often based on greater damage to other armies.
A general who can conquer the masses can only turn this army into the foundation of an iron army. In addition, only by being invincible can an army under his command have a soul and become extremely proud.
Everyone can exert their greatest strength, no matter life or death.
However, to make his subordinates safer, this general needs not only force, but also a strategy. He also needs to be able to win more protection for his subordinates, and he also needs to be able to win in competition with other colleagues.
To put it simply, it is still late spring, but when summer and autumn pass and cold winter comes, if the army fighting hard in the deep and border areas is the first to get the rationed winter robes and get some food and grass for the winter, then this army will
Their combat power and morale will naturally exceed that of other friendly forces.
And veterans like them know very well that sometimes when the rations of some things are simply not enough, they really need to rely on looting.
In their eyes, people like Lin Yi naturally have the potential to become a general of a strong army.
"They should be in the army of Liu Tan and those people." Xiao Qianshan replied softly.
The middle-aged general sighed.
No matter how optimistic he is about Lin Yi, this is just his opinion.
He can only look at the present and cannot decide anything more.
For those at the top of the court, balance and how to obtain the greatest benefits are what they care about most and must do so.
Zeng Qingxuan, the second candidate recommended by Laosheng, had already made his move at this time.
This old student was thin and introverted. He didn't seem to like talking at all. He just bowed slightly to Lin Yi and then moved directly towards Lin Yi.
"Um?"
Lin Yi was a little surprised.
Zeng Qingxuan used the most basic boxing technique, which was a set of nine-style long boxing that all sergeants of the Yongzhou Army would learn. There were only nine moves in total, which could only be considered simple and practical, but not sophisticated.
The guerrillas around now are indeed from the Yongzhou Army, but Zeng Qingxuan probably does not need to use this method to gain their favor.
Using such a boxing technique can only show that the opponent is not afraid of the collision of fists and feet and wants to compete with him.
Lin Yi's response was simpler. He directly punched Zeng Qingxuan's fist.
There was an explosion of "pop".
Zeng Qingxuan took several steps back, but his body was very stable.
Lin Yi frowned slightly, a little surprised, and even took a step back. The opponent was very powerful, and the punch he just punched was like hitting an iron plate, and his fist surface was burning and painful.
"This person is too impulsive and wastes his true energy."
But it only took the next breath for him to react.
Zeng Qingxuan must have some secret method of true energy that can use a large amount of true energy. He can gush out true energy faster and more violently than a normal practitioner.
It's just that when the spirit wilderness comes, it is not easy to condense the true energy. In normal battles, it is necessary to save the true energy. Now it is just this kind of competition, but the opponent uses this fighting method, which is extremely unwise in Lin Yi's opinion.
To do this in order to teach his junior brother a lesson, he is either petty-minded or impulsive and irrational.
"After all, he is a senior brother. He will go to the battlefield next. If he can have more real energy left, let him have more real energy. And if he doesn't make friends, it doesn't matter what his character is. Just fight and decide quickly." Lin Yi also made an instant decision in his heart.
Zeng Qingxuan had just stabilized his body, but before he could throw a second punch, Lin Yi shouted loudly and pounced on him like a mad tiger.
"Here we go again, like a wild bull, without any sense of beauty." Seeing Lin Yi rushing straight towards Zeng Qingxuan again, like a wild bull, Qi Zhuji immediately slapped her forehead and couldn't help but whisper.
"So fast!"
"He doesn't look like a practitioner in the Huangya realm at all, but more like a practitioner in the Ming Palace realm."
Qi Zhuji thought Lin Yi's style of play was ugly, but the expressions of all the fifth-year Tianjian students changed drastically. In their opinion, Lin Yi's speed was too fast, beyond imagination.
"He was obviously tired all the way, and he carried someone on his back before. How could he be faster than when he was fighting against the Black Snake King?"
Xie Suichun, Li Daoyuan and others were also shocked, but they immediately figured it out. Lin Yi took off a pair of star steel bracelets. This pair of bracelets was originally heavier than Lin Yi.
Zeng Qingxuan took a step back and realized that it was too late to dodge. His face suddenly turned cold, and he also lunged and punched, and the real energy in his body rushed towards the fist crazily.
There was another loud "pop" sound.
Lin Yi's punch was exhausted. He pushed Zeng Qingxuan forward. At the same time, his own body was about to fall back due to the force.
But at this moment, Lin Yi's thoughts suddenly changed, and he instantly twisted the grain energy that filled his body into a stream, and poured it into the three orifices crazily.
His heartbeat suddenly thumped, like a war drum beating.
His whole body was shaken, and new energy surged out instantly.
He slammed his foot on the ground, causing dirt to fly everywhere, and he moved forward again.
His fist continued to move forward.
"What!"
Zeng Qingxuan was shocked. The true energy in his body was shaken into chaos by the blow just now. When he saw Lin Yi's punch, he only had time to cross his arms in front of him, but he had no time to use a large amount of true energy.
"puff!"
Like defeating leather.
Lin Yi punched his arms, but he couldn't stop him at all, and his arms hit his chest.
An unstoppable force made him unable to stand still and fell backwards.
An old student subconsciously reached out to help him, but he couldn't hold him. Instead, he was carried by the strong force and fell to the ground.
"Don't waste too much real energy."
Lin Yi looked at Zeng Qingxuan, who was so depressed that he could hardly sit up. He looked at him and the old students around him sincerely and said: "It is not easy to condense the true essence. It is only appropriate to preserve the true essence and go to the battlefield. Look at me, just
No real energy is used at all."
After hearing the first half of his sentence, a group of people thought it was reasonable, but after hearing the second half, many people immediately cursed in their hearts, "What do you mean, you haven't used any real energy at all, you have just condensed it."
It won’t be long before the yellow buds grow, and there won’t be much real energy left at all!”
"I come!"
A burly old student jumped out with a cold face. This old student's name was Yi Xinchen. He was originally ranked fifth as planned, but he felt that Lin Yi was really hateful. He decided to use a lose-lose style of play, even if he tried hard.
Even if Lin Yi is punched and kicked, Lin Yi will be injured. (To be continued)