Han Hu walked to the stage, coughed twice and soothed his throat, then used his soul power to urge him and said loudly: "Today is the day when the training camp starts again. Logically speaking, it should be a Happy days. But to be honest, I'm disappointed."
After saying that, he pointed to the freshmen who were running, "The freshmen of the first class are not as good as the freshmen of the first class. I still remember the first time I led a youth training camp. There were 25 people in a class, and there was only one person. I was late because of Wuhun. But now, out of 19 people in the class, only 3 people are not late."
"What does this mean? It means that the people of Jibing City are now lazy! They are not as motivated as your fathers in the past! This is very sad and deplorable."
"Because you are the future of the great Jibing City, but it is difficult for me to see from you that Jibing City will have a bright future."
"Now all I see is darkness so dark that I can't even see my fingers."
"In this case, as the chief instructor, I have the obligation to teach you until I can see hope in you."
"Therefore, I have decided that from today on, anyone among you who dares to be late or not to assemble will be punished by me personally. If you do it again after the punishment, you don't have to stay in the training camp. Go back. Go home and enjoy the crib your parents built for you!”
After saying the last part, Han Hu stopped being polite and released his martial soul. The eight-ring soul ring slowly emerged from behind him, fully displaying the aura of his eight-ring soul douluo. !
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
The eight-ringed Contra with the best soul ring ratio!
The breathtaking aura spread out from his body like a devil. Even though Han Hu had withdrawn part of his strength, it still caused a large number of students to fall to the ground, and many who could resist also bent down.
At this time, only five students could still remain standing. Four are located in the Tianzi Camp, and one is located in the Huangzi Camp.
This immediately attracted the attention of the instructors and Tianzi Camp students.
Standing in the Yellow Character Camp, who else could it be if it wasn't Ling Bingtian?
Originally, Ling Bingtian was not very able to withstand Han Hu's terrifying aura, but when the aura spread to him, the bones of the Frost Ice Dragon's torso at Ling Bingtian's spine became dry.
As the most powerful and arrogant creature in the world, how could a dragon allow the momentum of a mere tiger cub to overwhelm it?
Therefore, the Frost Ice Dragon's torso bones automatically released some of the sealed energy, helping Ling Bingtian stand upright, greatly reducing the pressure on Ling Bingtian.
This also made Ling Bingtian stand out.
Han Hu looked at Ling Bingtian, his majestic eyes showing a hint of appreciation, but he didn't say anything more.
After releasing the pressure for nearly two minutes, Han Hu took back his martial soul, and the eight soul rings dispersed.
"Each battalion will lead its own training. I don't want to see this kind of situation again in the future."
"Here." The eight instructors bowed their hands to Han Hu, then jumped off the platform one after another and walked towards the students.
At this time, the students who had been pushed to the ground stood up one after another.
The old students had expressionless faces, while many freshmen looked frightened and continued to run out of breath. I am afraid that many of them missed their warm family in their hearts.
Looking at Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao getting up, Ling Bingtian didn't say anything. It was normal to be overwhelmed, but as long as he worked hard in the future, it was not impossible to resist this kind of pressure.
Looking at the four instructors walking towards Huangzi Camp, Ling Bingtian realized that there probably were no instructors in Tianzi Camp.
This proves that the training camp believes that people from Tianzi Camp can be regarded as graduating early.
'Interesting, I'll be in soon too. 'Ling Bingtian thought silently in his heart as he watched the figures of the Four Heavenly Character Camps leaving silently.
"Hey, little losers, we meet again. What's going on, how many people are planning to stay in our Yellow Character Camp this year?" At this time, a frivolous voice came. Ling Bingtian heard the sound and looked over, and it was exactly who was coming. One of the four instructors, three men and one woman.
The other three are the cold-faced instructor who just spoke, Fan Xiang, and a female instructor who looks very kind.
Although the person who spoke was wearing a suit of iron armor, his joking eyes and yin and yang tone made Ling Bingtian feel like he was seeing a gay guy.
"Is there such a thing in the Jibing Army?" Ling Bingtian felt like three question marks might have popped up on his head.
'How did such a gai kid join the Jibing Army and sneak into the youth training camp? '
However, the old students in the Huangzi camp did not refute him. Many of them looked at him with dead eyes, and their eyes showed deep resentment.
"Hee!" Gai Liuzi laughed mockingly again, but the joking in his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Students, I think you don't want to be a member of the yellow-character camp when you graduate."
"If you don't have this idea, I will work harder during this training period. Hurry up and reach level 12 in soul power, and then pass two of the four major assessments and be promoted to Xuanzi Camp. Day by day, I'm tired of looking at you." Gai Tuzi was not polite at all, but what was surprising was that none of the veteran students in the Yellow Character Camp dared to refute him.
"Okay, the three freshmen will stay. The remaining old students and I will go to training. But don't wait until everyone has been promoted to Xuanzi Camp to take on the mission. You are still hanging around here." With a polite final stab, he urged the old students in the Yellow Character Camp to leave.
Before leaving, he gave Ling Bingtian a meaningful look, obviously knowing his identity and abilities.
The one he just patched up for the old students should be Ling Bingtian.
Of course, Ling Bingtian now has no time to pay attention to him and the female instructor who also left.
Because the two instructors who belong to their new students are already in place.
Coincidentally, both of them were acquaintances, one was the cold-faced instructor who had just lectured, and the other was Fan Xiang.
At this time, Fan Xiang looked at the three people. He did not say hello as usual, but stared at the three people with the same poker face as the cold-faced instructor.
"You three, you have a good sense of gathering. Keep it up in the future." The cold-faced instructor said calmly, "My name is Leng Ming, and this is Fan Xiang. You can call me instructor Leng from now on."
"Yes."*3
Ling Bingtian and the others said yes, then stood still, waiting for Leng Ming's next instructions.
"I have read your information, young master. You don't need to do those ordinary trainings. We will arrange special courses for you based on your special situation."
"As for the two of them, just train with the team. I will also arrange dedicated time for them to practice martial arts."
Leng Ming finished a long speech in a calm tone, and then motioned to Fan Xiang to take Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao away.
Fan Xiang accepted the order safely, raised his hand to signal Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao, and they left with him in cooperation.
What they want to go to is the end of the running circle, where they will wait for the people who should finish the race to finish before starting their training.
"Come on, young master, I will take you to the place where you should train."
Ling Bingtian, who was watching Wang Dayu and his wife leave, was attracted by Leng Ming's words. Looking at Leng Ming who had turned away and walked away, he secretly sighed and followed him.
