Yi Cheng Xiao Lisheng introduced himself together with all the mentors behind him.
At the same time, it clearly explains the management and learning methods of the Ministry of Armed Forces.
There is a big holiday every year, from January to March.
During the class period, there are two days of rest at the end of each month. Except for this period, you must stay in the military department at other times.
Or participate in tasks assigned by the military department and act with the team.
On ordinary days, students of the same period attend classes in different classes in the morning and practice with their instructors in the afternoon.
Yi Cheng took a deep breath: "Just now, the instructors and resources of our military department have been introduced to you. I believe all of you students already have certain plans in mind.
Without further ado, let me let your senior brothers from the past come up and tell you about their current strength."
Song Yunlong and others who were already prepared stood up, while Xiao Qianming reached out and patted the letter in front of him who was still reading the scriptures: "Bookworm, it's our turn."
Zhongxin was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and found that almost all the old students were looking at him.
He scratched his head and remembered what Yi Cheng had informed him yesterday. Monk Jingshu followed Song Yunlong and others towards the high platform.
"What are they carrying behind their backs?"
"I don't know, I heard it's their trump card; some people say it's the key to their strength."
"..."
Many freshmen couldn't help but be curious when they saw the long box carried behind Song Yunlong and others.
Everyone only knew that it was their trump card, but they had never seen them use it.
There was no instructor in the military department to discuss it.
Song Yunlong looked around, took a step forward, put his hands behind his back and said loudly: "Song Yunlong, a fourth-level student of the Ministry of Military Affairs, first-level celestial phenomenon."
"Cough! Cough! Zhao Qubing, a fourth-level student of the Ministry of Military Affairs, is a first-level celestial phenomenon."
"The fourth-level student of the Military Department, Xiao Qianming, first-level celestial phenomenon."
"Second-level student of the Ministry of Military Affairs, sincere and faithful, solid ninth level."
Regarding Zhongxin's strength, Gu An was slightly surprised.
According to the information obtained by Gu An, Zhongxin is only twenty-one years old this year, but his strength is at the ninth level of the Solid Realm.
This kind of talent can be said to have surpassed Song Yunlong and others.
If the strength of Song Yunlong and the others comes from the box behind them, then where does Zhongxin’s strength come from?
Is it really like the reincarnation of the Living Buddha as rumored in the market?
The four people on the stage seemed to have reached an agreement. After reporting their cultivation levels, they all released their own pressure.
Moreover, under their deliberate control, the coercion is only targeted at all freshmen on campus.
An invisible energy ripple spread out.
The freshmen who were chatting in low voices below suddenly felt as if they were hit by a mountain. Many freshmen screamed and fell to the ground on the spot!
"Ah!"
"Plop!"
"..."
Gu An's complexion changed slightly, and the sun patterns and flame patterns on his body glowed faintly, resisting this pressure.
But with the cover of clothes, the appearance looks no different from usual.
In less than a breath, only four people were still standing in the field.
As time went by, Song Yunlong and others gradually increased their pressure, and two more people could not hold on and fell backwards.
At this moment, apart from Gu An, only Zhao Teng could still stand.
"Tsk tsk, it's just as we expected at the beginning."
"Yes, Gu An and Zhao Teng are the only ones who can withstand the pressure of Senior Brother Song and others."
"However, what I am more curious about is whether they will stop; although Zhao Teng is the younger brother of Senior Brother Zhao, the relationship between the two of them is not good.
In the past, Senior Brother Zhao would always find various ways to attack Zhao Teng."
Other old students in the audience were talking a lot.
On the high platform.
Yi Cheng looked at the situation on the field and said with a smile: "Dean Xiao, it seems that the quality of the students coming to your martial arts department this year is not as good as in the past.
In the first stage of the stress test, among the top four, your Wu family has a quota, and the two of you who are still on the court now.
They are all from my Evil Suppression Department."
Xiao Lisheng also had a smile on his face: "Gu An has the same physique as Dean Yi, so it is natural that he is strong.
As for Zhao Teng, as Qu Bing’s younger brother, he should have been a member of my Wu Mansion.
How did he get to the Evil Suppression Department? I don’t need to remind Dean Yi, right?"
"Zhao Teng needs a place to improve his strength, I just provided him with this place." Yi Cheng said with a smile.
Xiao Lisheng did not reply to Yi Cheng's answer.
The relationship between brothers Zhao Qubing and Zhao Teng cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.
This is a problem that has accumulated over the past eighteen years.
On the court, Zhao Teng's face quickly turned red, and he looked shaky, obviously reaching the extreme.
Seeing this, Xiao Qianming chuckled and said, "Bingyangzi, how about we forget it like this? Judging from your brother's appearance, he won't be able to hold on for more than five breaths at most."
"No." Zhao Qubing's face was still pale, but his coughing stopped: "Take it louder."
Xiao Qianming curled his lips and said: "Okay, you say it and I will do it."
After saying this, apart from reading the scriptures and expressing their sincere trust, Song Yunlong and the three of them increased their pressure.
boom!
Along with Honglong's life, the originally illusory coercive power turned into reality, forming two silver-white spears of about thirty feet, stirring the air, and shooting at Gu An and Zhao Teng!
"Bang bang!"
The spear hit Gu An and Zhao Teng at the same time, making a collision sound.
Zhao Teng was like a kite with its string cut off, flying upside down in an instant!
After flying dozens of feet, he fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Look!"
An old student in the audience suddenly shouted.
Everyone followed the sound and were stunned.
Boom!
Qi and blood exploded instantly, and the condensed Qi and blood rose from Gu An's body. The sun's flame pattern radiated brightly, stopping the advance of the silver spear.
Not only that, the flames on Gu An's body were slowly eating away at the spear.
In an instant, the entire silver-white spear was burned directly!
Yi Cheng, who was on the high platform, saw the sun pattern on Gu An's body and his expression froze.
'That mark..."Chiyang Prison Suppression Body"! He mastered it? If I remember correctly, he only practiced it for six days? And he got started?'
"Chiyang Prison Body" was brought back by Xiao Yuhan.
At the beginning, many people tried it, but except for Yi Cheng, they all failed.
Therefore, now in the entire Daqian, Gu An and Yi Cheng are the only ones practicing.
'This little guy's talent may exceed His Majesty and I's expectations...'
Yi Cheng pondered for a moment: "Okay, let's take it."
The four of them, Song Yunlong, all withdrew their pressure, except for Zhenxin, who was still releasing pressure while reading the scriptures.
Xiao Qianming patted Zhongxin again, and only then did Zhongxin react and withdraw his pressure.
Yi Cheng looked around, stepped forward and said loudly: "That's it for today. If you are injured, go to the medical office for examination.
At this time tomorrow, we will gather here to select mentors."