"Is this person stupid?"
"How could you throw away the weapon in the first place?"
"Is it because you have never been in actual combat and you are too nervous?"
Similar thoughts inevitably occurred in the minds of the onlookers.
Even the two guards who faced Tang Wen in the competition field were full of questions.
Like most people, they subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the long knife that was thrown high!
The opportunity has come!
Tang Wen took out the pebbles, his hands were as fast as lightning, and his firepower was full.
Many people couldn't see his movements clearly, only a blur.
Woo, woo, woo!
A terrifying sound broke through the air, bang bang bang!
Just when the two guards realized something was wrong, something hit them hard on their foreheads!
It felt like being hit hard on the helmet by a two-meter-tall man with a huge mace!
Forehead!
Chest!
Calf!
In an instant, both of them felt dizzy, their chests felt tight, and their calves suffered severe pain.
He staggered and could no longer stand still. He fell to the ground and passed out.
After hitting the pebbles, Tang Wen ran a few steps like a cheetah, jumped up, and grabbed the fallen long knife.
He came to the two of them at lightning speed and pointed the knife at their necks.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning.
There was silence in the square.
Tang Wenzhun looked at the examiner and asked, "Is it over?"
The former came back to his senses and looked at him deeply: "Tang Wen, wins! 11 seconds."
11 seconds?
All right!
She simply forgot to count the seconds.
It's just that I casually reported a number that felt similar.
Wow!
The discussion exploded.
"what happened?"
"Why did those two people fall down?"
"Did this Tang Wen awaken to some ability?"
Many martial arts disciples still haven't figured out what happened.
Firstly, they just looked up and stared at the knife, secondly, Tang Wen shot too fast!
"Stone! It's stone!"
An Lei's eyes were sharp and she saw the pebble fragments embedded in the armor of the two guards.
"What a terrifying strength!"
Li Gangpao and Zhao Lei came to Zhang Lin's side.
"Lao Zhang, are you sure you can beat him?"
Zhang Lin looked at Li Gangpao: "Unless he and I are both wearing heavy armor, and the circle is smaller. Otherwise, even if we win, we may be blind."
The two were silent for a while, their thoughts were similar to Zhang Lin's.
The people on the stage were also talking about Tang Wen: "Damn it! Isn't this kid's hand capable of five to six hundred kilograms?"
As soon as a commander who was good at strength spoke, he could estimate the strength in Tang Wen's hands.
"Accuracy and shooting speed are both top choices."
"Looking at his appearance, I'm afraid he's not even eighteen years old yet. How did he get there?"
"The strength and speed are good, but the martial arts doesn't look very good, and I don't know if he has any talent for martial arts."
"I'm afraid it's a little late for me to have martial arts talent."
Commander Zhao smiled and reminded: "Everyone, don't forget to invite us to drink."
Everyone pointed at him and laughed and cursed.
General Zhou said: "The actual combat assessment is over, let's take the top 45 and join the hunting team!"
Some people rejoice, others sigh.
The failed warriors can join the ranks of ordinary guards on the spot without taking the assessment.
You can also go home and practice for a year before coming back.
But no one can say what the situation will be like next year.
General Zhou said again: "Tang Wen, An Lei, and Zhang Lin come forward!"
Tang Wen and the other three came to the stage.
"Zhang Lin's sword skills, An Lei's spear skills, and Tang Wen's intelligence! They are all good. Especially Tang Wen, who was born in an outer city and hunted for a living. It is not easy to develop this kind of kung fu!"
General Zhou gave a few words of encouragement, saying that rewards would be given out after they officially became hunting guards.
After that, he didn't stay any longer and left the square with a few guards.
The three leaders of the hunting camp came down from the stage to greet the three of them.
After hearing other people's names, Tang Wen realized that the commander guarding the Silver Wolf was named Zhao.
Commander Zhao is one of the three commanders of the hunting camp. Each commander has ten hunting teams under his command.
"Xiao Tang is pretty good! He even got first place. Do you still remember that you said you wanted to serve as a soldier under my command?"
Tang Wen felt strange: Did I say that?
Commander Zhao quietly winked, and Tang Wen moved.
For him, of course it would be better to join an acquaintance.
Commander Zhao had given him guidance on where to stand.
He immediately smiled and said: "Of course I remember."
Upon hearing this, the other two commanders looked at each other, curled their lips, and separated. One went to find Zhang Lin, and the other went to find An Lei.
In the eyes of the two commanders, Tang Wen may not be much better than these two people who have practiced martial arts since childhood. It is hard to say whether he has martial arts talent or not.
In any case, Commander Zhao was very satisfied with having the first among hundreds of martial arts disciples under his command: "Your boy is indeed destined for me, Captain Zhou."
He turned around and shouted.
"Arrived!" The voice was slightly hoarse.
The female examiner who had just invigilated the Tang Wen exam strode over.
"Let's meet each other. This is Zhou Bing, the captain of the first hunting team, the strongest captain of our first battalion. Team Zhou, Tang Wen agreed to join me."
After hearing the praise, Zhou Bing's face was still cold, and only her almond-shaped eyes showed joy. She curved her mouth and said in a gentle tone: "Our team welcomes Tang Wen to join!"
"Okay, that's settled."
All three of them had no objections.
Commander Zhao continued to select people.
Zhou Bing motioned for Tang Wen to follow him.
The two walked out of the square and walked towards the guard camp in the inner city.
"Captain Zhou, why don't you choose someone else?" Tang Wen also had nothing to say. He wanted to get acquainted with the captain as soon as possible.
Zhou Bing replied: "If the hunting team is a sharp knife to the outside world of the camp, our team is the tip of the sharp knife! We would rather be short than wasteful."
"clear."
"I have a general understanding of your situation. Have you only practiced health care piles?"
"Uh, yes."
She frowned: "In the three months of the recruit period, you have to learn the ground and fire stakes."
"Earth fire stake?" Seeing Tang Wen's eagerness for knowledge, Zhou Bing simply slowed down and started explaining to him.
"The ground fire pile is the basic pile skill of the fire element technique in our camp. Just like Kaishan Cannon Boxing, the foundation of this boxing technique is inch strength and explosive strength..."
She spoke seriously, and Tang Wen's affection for her increased a lot.
The station of the first hunting team is to the east of the guard camp, in a row of stone houses, three of which are for their use.
Two are dormitories, and one is a conference room, which is also a place for eating and chatting.
As a new recruit, Tang Wen had many things to do on his first day in the camp.
Receive military identity cards, supplies, and armor.
From boots and socks to hats and scarves, they are all distributed in the hunting camp.
meeting room.
Tang Wen tried on the armor he had just received. This was a complicated job and could not be put on by one person.
Zhou Bing was guiding on the side, casually talking about the situation of the hunting team: "All hunting teams are composed of three people in a group. The archers are at the back, the sword and shield soldiers are in the front, and there is another person, holding a knife or a gun, freely looking for opportunities. Where do you think you fit in?"
Sword and shield soldiers sounded similar to the human shields in the game, but Tang Wen didn't want to do it.
The archer, well, he doesn't know how to bow.
Tang Wen said: "It sounds like it would be more suitable for me to have the freedom to look for opportunities."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Bing took a step closer and reached out to help him fasten the buckle on his chest.
Tang Wen touched his nose, feeling a little unnatural.
Zhou Bing frowned sharply: "You don't have a wife?"
"Uh, I'm just fifteen."
This time, smelling the faint fragrance of soap locust on her body, several names popped up in Tang Wen's mind uncontrollably: Tang Yue, Tang Yun, Tang Zhao, Tang Xue and so on.
"Where are you, captain?" He remembered the key question but did not ask it.
Zhou Bing's frown did not loosen, he fastened his armor, put down his hand and replied: "Three years."
Tang Wen felt disappointed.
Zhou Bing secretly laughed: "I mean, my third fiancé has been dead for three years."
Tang Wen: Huh? ? ?
She said leisurely: "After the martial arts disciples, there are warriors, and above the warriors are martial arts masters. Many people in the martial arts master stage will awaken some abilities because of their practice of martial arts. My three fiancés are all dead, 'Ke Fu', maybe My ability."
After saying that, she stared at Tang Wen, wanting to see how frightened this fifteen-year-old boy would be.
"F*ck! Then you're invincible?" Tang Wen's face was filled with shock.
"What?" Zhou Bing suspected that he heard wrongly.
