"You think you are very humorous?" Zhou Feng stared at him ferociously. The surrounding cyclone was surging, and the fierce wind gathered sharp wind blades, tearing the air.
"Lin Zixuan, now is not the time for joking." Chen Huan was a little unhappy. Under such circumstances, Lin Zixuan was still so dishonest. If it wasn't for his face, how Zhou Feng would deal with him was none of his business.
The people around were also amused by Lin Zixuan, who came to their military camp the day before yesterday. Even if it was true, including today, it had only been a day and a half, and they had never seen a centurion promoted so quickly. , but this is simply impossible.
Every centurion fought bloody battles on the battlefield, battled wits and courage with the enemy, and finally stood out in the sea of corpses. Each of their hands was stained with the blood of more than a hundred people.
There is an old saying: A sea of blood creates Shura, and great achievements create great achievements.
Seeing everyone's laughter, Lin Zixuan just shrugged slightly and took out the identity plate given to him by the old man.
Under the sun, the brass token emits a bright golden light, and the engraved fiery red sun is like a pen that points the sky, exuding an invisible majesty.
Everyone's hearts trembled violently, their expressions were extremely horrified, and their eyes stared straight at the token in their hands.
"How is this possible?" Someone shook his body violently, and his whole person looked extremely sluggish, as if he had just been struck by five thunders.
"Oh my God, he...he actually created an insurmountable myth in two days."
"These are nothing. He is only at the fourth level of blood spirit, and he is still underage. Doesn't this allow people to live?"
Everyone was in an uproar, and the sound waves came one after another, like thunder!
Even Chen Huan was very shocked, with ups and downs in his heart. He never thought that the first centurion born under him would be the new Lin Zixuan.
Logically speaking, Kurosawa has the best chance of becoming a centurion. He has killed nearly 80 enemy soldiers. As long as he experiences an imperial war, he can be truly promoted!
"No, this is impossible!" Zhou Feng had a sullen face. He had already thought about how to torture this new recruit who didn't understand etiquette. Even if he couldn't destroy his cultivation, he still wanted to humiliate him and let him know what respect means.
But this sudden change ruthlessly broke all this, which made him extremely uncomfortable, and he could not accept this fact in his heart.
Zhou Feng suddenly had a flash in his mind, and his complexion gradually recovered. He turned to look at Chen Huan and said coldly: "Chen Huan, don't you feel shameless and want to lend him the token?"
Everyone was startled. If Chen Huan wanted to give Zhou Feng a blow, it was not impossible for him to take this step. After all, the former had been squeezed by the latter for too long, and he just wanted to vent his anger.
Chen Huan just smiled bitterly and silently took out a similar token from his sleeve. The golden light was so dazzling.
At this moment, everyone was completely dumbfounded that Lin Zixuan had really been promoted to centurion by virtue of his own strength.
"In such a short period of time, if you want to kill a hundred enemy soldiers, even a captain cannot do it, let alone his low level." Someone curled his lips with a very surprised expression.
"By the way, the city lord seems to have stipulated that if the enemy centurion is killed, he can be replaced." Someone said in a daze, and his heart was turbulent.
Every centurion is arrogant and good at fighting, has extremely rich combat experience, and his reflexes are far beyond ordinary people. It is impossible to kill them as hard as the sky.
"You just said that you went to the enemy camp to hunt for treasure and were ambushed. Could it be that you killed the enemy's centurion?" Zhou Feng's face was full of disbelief. Each of the enemy centurions had extraordinary skills. It was quite tricky, and even I had to go through many twists and turns before I could barely kill the weakest one.
As for Chen Huan, he can be killed by his horse just by looking at him.
You must know that Lin Zixuan's strength is only at the fourth level of blood spirit. If it is really what he did, then his talent is terrifying!
"Answer me!" Zhou Feng was furious as he watched the other party ignore him. If others dared to do this, he would definitely make them regret being born in this world.
But Lin Zixuan is different. He is a centurion. There are clear regulations in the army that all those with positions above centurion must set an example and not fight easily. Violators will be severely punished.
Lin Zixuan looked at Zhou Feng with an expressionless expression, his eyes were cold, and his voice was full of contempt, and said: "I know you... very well?"
Zhou Feng's expression suddenly froze. This Lin Zixuan was really arrogant and domineering. He didn't take him seriously at all.
"You will regret it." Zhou Feng said fiercely. There is still a long time and he will have many opportunities in the future.
"Lin Zixuan, you can go to the general station to choose your own soldiers. In the future, we can still fight side by side." Chen Huan said lightly. His attitude towards Lin Zixuan was not as hostile as Zhou Feng's. The latter became a centurion, and he felt the same in his heart. I'm very happy, after all, he is in his own team camp.
Lin Zixuan nodded. He also had a good impression of Chen Huan. After all, the latter had stood up for him. As for the general position, after thinking about it, he felt that he should go and see it. Only if he had enough strength, he would not Being underestimated by others.
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In the Buda Forest, there is a peak near Tianlan City. Among the continuous mountains, it rises like a solitary peak and reaches into the sky.
On the top of the mountain, where it meets the clouds, there is a shelf made of golden nanmu, with a huge animal horn placed on it.
The horn is covered with brown spiral patterns. If you can feel it carefully, you can find that it exudes a faint dragon's majesty, which is powerful and strong. Any creature approaching will generate fear from the depths of its blood.
Lin Zixuan stood aside, feeling the pressure. In the depths of his consciousness, the Blood Spirit Dark Demon was roaring, seemingly full of disdain for it. This innate arrogance came from its soul.
Domineering, solemn and arrogant!
"You can go up and give it a try to prove your strength." Chen Huan said. He only blew three times back then, and the hundreds of people under his command were assembled through patchwork.
However, Lin Zixuan's talent was extraordinary. He was somewhat looking forward to how many whistles this young man who had just arrived could make.
The snake transforms into a dragon in five hundred years and becomes a dragon in a thousand years. Every part of its body contains the essence of the dragon, exuding the majesty of the King of Spirits.
When Lin Zixuan approached the horn, the faint dragon power hidden deep in his body was completely activated, and like a flash of light, a three-foot-long dragon shadow appeared.
Lin Zixuan held the horn and admired the great rivers and mountains below, feeling a surge of excitement and majesty in his heart.
He took a full breath and blew hard into the corner hole.
Suddenly, the entire Buda Forest swayed one after another, thousands of birds took off, hundreds of animals dispersed, and the high-pitched and sharp horn sound floated in the air and lingered for a long time.
