At five o'clock the next morning, everyone woke up on time, got dressed, washed and went downstairs. After breakfast, they gathered in the hotel courtyard. Then Fan Pinglu led the team and walked towards the shooting training venue.
Luo'an Base issued a notice last night that all military districts would gather at the shooting training ground at 5:30.
Obviously, the first event of the tournament is shooting.
Soon, everyone arrived.
Teams from other military regions also arrived one after another.
The personnel of Luo'an Base directed each military region to stand in two lines in order.
Each military district is self-conscious and stands neatly, looking like squares from above.
The competition not only compares the strength of the special forces squads, but also competes in various aspects such as military appearance and discipline.
Soon, all sixteen military districts were in position.
Although they stood meticulously, each military region still looked at other military regions out of the corner of their eyes.
Especially the eyes of the special forces squad were full of fiery provocation, glaring at the other special forces squads unabashedly.
His eyes are sharp, his momentum is blooming, he is brave and fearless...
There seemed to be invisible sparks striking in the air.
It seems like I wish I could have a big fight right now.
When powerful forces meet, who can win?
However, there were three special forces teams that never looked towards other military regions. Instead, they looked calmly and looked ahead.
They are the Shenlong Special Forces Squadron of the Yanjing Military Region, the Sharp Sword Special Forces Squadron of the Central Naval Region, and the Langya Special Forces Squadron of the Muyang Military Region.
All three turned a blind eye to the provocative gazes of the other special forces teams, but they were each different.
The Shenlong Special Forces team was calm with a hint of contempt, as if a king was looking at a group of subordinates who overestimated their capabilities and wanted to challenge his throne.
The Sharp Sword Special Forces Squadron was calm and proud, as if they were dismissive of other Special Forces Squadrons and had a condescending air.
As for the Langya Special Forces Team, they were just calm, with a depth in their calm that made it impossible to tell the depth.
"good……"
Chen Hao glanced at the two special forces teams, Shenlong and Lijian, and nodded secretly.
These two special forces teams have reached the point of being restrained. They are as powerful as mountains and rivers, but they don't show off at all that they are very powerful.
But their contempt and arrogance are not restrained, which means that they still have emotions and are not as good as the Wolf Fang Team.
Real strength is fearless, because there is no fear, there is no emotion.
As for the other special forces teams, Chen Hao only glanced at them and stopped paying attention.
They can only be said to be as outstanding as the Flying Eagle Special Forces Team of the Nanhua Military Region.
But it's just outstanding.
"Is that girl the grandmaster of the ancient martial arts sect? She's so beautiful."
"Yes, he looks like he is only in his twenties, and he is weak and weak. I didn't expect him to be a grandmaster."
"Are the warriors of the ancient martial arts sect so young and so powerful?"
…
There was a burst of whispers.
Ancient martial arts sect?
Chen Hao was stunned and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Central Navy District.
Immediately, he saw Zhao Shihuai.
Zhao Shihuai was wearing a snow-white traditional training uniform with fluttering skirts. Among the soldiers standing neatly, she looked like a beautiful blooming lily, which was extremely eye-catching.
Many people were watching her secretly, but she seemed not to feel it. Like the sword-sharp special forces soldier beside her, she was calmly staring ahead.
But her clear eyes were not filled with pride, but indifference.
She was as indifferent as if the whole world had nothing to do with her.
But it's true that when I see Zhao Shihuai, I feel like I'm seeing a little fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of this world. I feel that I don't belong to this world.
"Mr. Chen, haven't you heard of the Guwu Sect?"
Fang Shaoqing saw the astonishment on Chen Hao's face and asked in surprise.
He thought that Chen Hao had known about it for a long time, and even thought that Chen Hao might be the descendant of the Guwu family.
After all, only the ancient martial arts sect can create a grandmaster in his twenties.
Chen Hao said: "No, this is the first time I heard about it."
"The ancient martial arts sect literally means a martial arts sect that has been passed down from ancient times and has been hidden from the world..."
Fang Shaoqing explained in a low voice.
oh……
Chen Hao understood and asked: "Except for hiding in the world, what is the difference between the warriors of the ancient martial arts sect and the secular warriors?"
"Much more powerful than ordinary warriors."
Fang Shaoqing said, "Because they focus on martial arts and their attainments in martial arts far exceed the level of ordinary warriors, they can create young grandmasters like Zhao Shihuai."
Chen Hao nodded, thought for a while, and then asked: "What is the root of the ancient martial arts sect?"
"source?"
Fang Shaoqing was stunned and didn't understand what Chen Hao meant.
"How was the Guwu Sect formed? Who founded it?"
Chen Haodao, "And what's the situation inside the Guwu sect like?"
"have no idea."
Fang Shaoqing shook his head and said, "The Guwu Sect is extremely mysterious. The military knows very little information. If they hadn't come out to exchange supplies with the outside world, I'm afraid no one would know of their existence."
Chen Hao nodded and said nothing, but he thought about it in his heart.
I wonder if the ancient martial arts sect has any connection with cultivators?
There must have been cultivators on the earth, otherwise there would not be magic weapons. But now, these cultivators seem to have disappeared, and there are only warriors in the world.
Maybe the warriors of the ancient martial arts sect are the disciples or descendants of former cultivators?
After all, the earth's spiritual energy is lacking and it is no longer possible to cultivate. Slowly, as the years change, it gradually transforms into a martial artist?
This is very possible.
If I have a chance, I would like to visit these ancient martial arts sects...
Chen Hao thought to himself.
Suddenly, he felt two burning eyes falling on him, full of resentment.
He turned around and saw a tall, thin middle-aged man glaring at him from the military team across the street.
It is Yang Yongjin.
The Nanhua Military Region and the Muyang Military Region are really on opposite sides of the road. Not only do they live in the hotel on the same floor, but they also happen to be facing each other even if they are standing in line.
Seeing Chen Hao turn his head, Yang Yongjin's expression turned cold. He pointed at the Eagle Team, then at the Wolf Fang Team, and then made a cutting motion on his throat.
It means that if you meet us, just wait and wipe your neck.
Chen Hao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and made a handshake.
Yang Yongjin suddenly turned blue.
Obviously, Chen Hao's action was to ridicule his failure in yesterday's test.
Why is this brat so narrow-minded?
Not only Chen Hao and Yang Yongjin, but also the masters from other military regions were sizing each other up.
This year's competition is about the quota for the international competition, and the international competition is about China's performance on the world stage. It is a major competition for political interests. Therefore, seven of the sixteen military regions have invited martial arts masters to guide them.
Nearly half.
With so many masters gathered together, it is natural to compare them with each other.
However, most of the grandmasters looked at Lu Yongsi and Zhao Shihuai.