As the saying goes: Shoot the first bird;
The first rafters rot first;
If a person is higher than the shore, the waves will destroy him!
I'm not a profligate person, do I need to show off like this?
Tang Wen lowered his head and ranked last, feeling reluctant.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded, and General Zhou arrived with his people.
"Everyone, perform well. If we win, each person on the field will receive 300 taels of silver, a choice of 6 camp exercises, and 6 opportunities to meditate on the Kaishan Cannon Fist visualization chart! Even if we lose, as long as we don't let them win 6 times in a row. , there is also a 1/6 reward!”
Uh-huh!
General Zhou succeeded in drawing the cake.
The eyes of those who are ready to play are bright.
And Tang Wen also raised his head, his eyes bright: I will decide the spot!
Well, as the saying goes: When push comes to shove, you have to be bold.
If a man does not show his ambition, he will be born with an eight-foot body.
I still remember that when I was young, I once promised to be the best in the world!
He carried the bag of stones as if he were carrying 300 taels of silver.
One move per person.
The first archer takes action - three consecutive shots.
The arrow flew out in a perfect glyph shape, "Duo Duo Duo" and was nailed to the tree, sinking more than a foot deep.
"Next one." Commander Zhao was noncommittal.
Zhang Lin stepped forward and struck out with a knife. Sparks flew out and the blade cut the stone in half.
"Well, next one."
Tang Wen looked at the long black knife in his hand. He felt that it was no worse than his own knife. He was worthy of being a second-generation martial artist.
Soon, An Lei and Tang Wen were left.
An Lei shot out the gun like a dragon, lifted up a boulder of hundreds of kilograms in front of her with skillful strength, and swung the gun in the air, breaking the boulder into several pieces.
Zhang Lin lowered his head silently and muttered: "Who dares to marry this?"
"That's right, Tang Wen. It's your turn!"
Arriving at the front, Tang Wen bent down and picked up a few stones.
Throwing stones again?
General Zhou frowned slightly.
Commander Zhao's face looks ugly. Is this kid not making progress?
Um?
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
A series of sonic booms exploded in everyone's ears!
The three stones were like meteors from the sky, hitting a giant tree dozens of meters away.
There was an explosion-like sound, and the giant tree was blown apart at the waist. The remaining heat caused the giant tree to spontaneously ignite.
The scene was completely silent. Not far away, coal miners heard the noise and hurriedly ran to put out the fire with buckets.
It's not far from the coal mine, so we don't dare to catch fire.
Commander Zhao took a deep breath: "Are you a kid or a human being?!"
General Zhou came to his senses: "It's just you! You will appear last, Zhou Bing is in front of you."
Last appearance?
As the finale?
That's a lot of pressure.
General, actually Sister Bing can be in front of me, maybe it will be better for me to use my strengths.
After deciding on the candidate, at 3 o'clock, the two parties met in the ring as scheduled.
It's said to be an arena, but it's just a flat stone ground.
Tang Wen took off his outer armor and stuffed the food prepared by his sister into his inner armor.
Following the footsteps of Zhou Bing's five captains, he came to the middle-aged man sent by the Black Mountain Camp and asked him to tell his age.
"There are many young warriors in the Flame Camp."
"23 years old, 22, 21, .23, 23, huh?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the cold Zhou Bing a few more times, but was stunned when he saw Tang Wen, and then said: "17 years old?"
"A 17-year-old warrior?"
"Zhou Datou, there is something in your Huomiaozi camp!" The old black ghost smiled but his eyes flashed, and he had murderous intent in his heart.
A genius in the Flame Camp is only a good genius if he is dead.
He didn't mean anything.
Because this time, he came here to kill people.
A man walked out from behind the Black Mountain Camp. He had an average appearance and a medium build. He was carrying a giant shield half a man's height in his hand, and a short bloody spear in his other hand.
General Zhou personally touched his bones to determine his age: "Around 20 years old, you are still abiding by the rules."
"Be careful, this short spear thrower is quite strong and may be a little weird. In a life-and-death fight, don't hold back." General Zhou turned his head and sent a message to Tang Wen and others.
Both sides end.
One person threw a stone into the air. After a moment, the stone fell to the ground and the competition began.
The captain of the second hunting team held two swords and ran straight towards the opponent.
"Fall down!"
As soon as the opponent shouted, the spears in his hands shot out at the same time.
A strange situation occurred. The captain of the second team actually let out an ouch and fell down.
The bloody spear penetrated the back of his heart.
Instant kill!
Everyone in the Flame Camp felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on their heads during the cold winter!
"Old nigger! Are you playing dirty tricks with me?!" General Zhou was furious and punched out, shaking the air.
The old black guy doesn't dare to take it hard!
Jump forward to avoid the punch.
But the horse that stayed in place was beaten into a bloody mist.
"What the hell! Zhou Datou, what the hell do you want to do? You still don't follow the rules! Get ready for war!"
Suddenly, the two sides were at war with each other.
Commander Zhao issued a warning: "Don't move! Don't leave without my order. Those of the second team, get your captain down!"
In one encounter, a captain was killed.
Commander Zhao had nowhere to vent his anger.
Tang Wen came to his senses and secretly hoped that the two sides would fight.
Although it is dangerous to start a war, it is better than fighting that awakened person to death.
Four hundred people formed a formation on the opposite side!
At the Flame Camp, 11 hunting teams plus the 100 people guarding the coal mine, almost 300 people, are also ready for battle.
Both sides are elite.
Once a fight breaks out, the Flame Camp will obviously suffer.
Moreover, the little trust that the two sides have struggled to accumulate for many years will be completely dissipated as soon as they take action.
From now on there will be endless war.
"Okay! This time, you old nigger is in charge! Continue." General Zhou did not dare to start the war lightly.
The old black ghost smiled ferociously: "Then, Master, keep fighting!"
"Dry!"
Gritting his teeth, Commander Zhao quickly gave instructions: "The man on the stage can either have telekinesis, which you can understand as having a pair of invisible hands that can pull your legs from the air. Or, he has more troublesome abilities. You want to Be careful to defend yourself, deal with him more often, and when necessary, admit defeat in time and don't show off."
To admit defeat directly is to escape.
The Black Mountain Camp has produced such a monster genius. Not only does he have the strength of a peak warrior at the age of 20, but what's even more troublesome is that he seems to have awakened his abilities in advance!
This way, his combat power is no worse than that of a martial artist.
If you don't take advantage of the opponent's youth and lack of strength to find out his details, or kill him!
When the other party grows up in the future, what will they use to compete?
The situation was tricky, and the captain of the Hunting Team 7, who was originally ranked behind in the order of appearance, came on stage early.
He was short and stocky, with a set of 200 kilograms of plate armor covering his body, carrying a large stainless steel shield, holding a single sword, and stepped onto the ring steadily like a tank.
"Ha! If you dress like an iron turtle, I can't kill you?"
The awakened man strode closer with a short blood-colored spear, swung his hand and swiped it on the shield.
clang!
Captain 7 retreated to resist.
"slip."
shouted the Awakened One.
With a bang, the captain of Team 7 suddenly lost his balance and fell to his knees on the ground.
But he reacted very quickly and immediately put his head behind the shield, letting the steel shield and armor resist the opponent's attack.
Phew!
Blood splattered.
The short spear pierced the armor on his shoulder, leaving a bloody hole.
The captain of Team 7 struggled to retreat.
"do the splits!"
The other party shouted again.
The captain of Team 7 was retreating, and his hind legs slid uncontrollably, as if he had stepped on an invisible banana peel.
Click, the armor pulled.
Split your legs front and back.
"I surrender!" Captain 7 threw away his sword and rolled on the spot holding his shield.
As if the other party didn't hear it, the short spear in his hand stabbed out the afterimage.
The sound of gold and iron clashing continued, and transparent holes were poked out in the rolling steel shield protecting Captain 7.
"enough!"
"Stop! He has already given in."
"Really? Haha. Sorry, I didn't hear it." The Awakened One shrugged nonchalantly, looking arrogant.
He shook off the blood on the spear, spat at Captain 7, and looked at Tang Wen and others: "Suppose you are so lucky, who will die next?"
