Two days after the start of the recruit tournament, the results of the tournament had greatly surprised the military enthusiasts.
The traditional veteran teams, the European Military Region's recruits and the American Military Region's recruits were no longer as awe-inspiring as before.
On the contrary, the declining East Asia Military Region had risen at a shocking speed. In just two days, they had obtained a total of twelve points and occupied ten points.
As soon as the semi-automatic rifle tournament ended, the European recruits were immediately summoned to the conference room for a new meeting.
"These two days, our European Military Region has become too famous!" Major General Okosa looked around at everyone with a gloomy expression. "It is indeed not your fault that such a monster recruit has appeared in the East Asia Military Region. I am mainly responsible for the early withdrawal of the mobile armor squad. I know that everyone will do their best to participate in the tournament. But I still want to say it again, you are carrying the glory of our entire European Military Region. Tomorrow is the first drawing ceremony of the martial arts tournament, I wish you all good luck. "
In the silent conference room, the sorrowful atmosphere revealed a volcanic battle intent that was about to explode.
"General, we will defeat East Asia in the martial arts tournament, and at the same time, pull America down from the throne of hegemony."
On the opposite side of the long table, Caesar, who had been silent all the time, slowly straightened his body. His long golden hair could not hide the sharp light that shot out from his sapphire-like eyes.
Okosa's gloomy expression eased a bit. He slowly glanced at the other European recruits present. These recruits, who had been beaten by Qin Fen for two days in a row, had completely recovered their spirits. One could see the fierce battle intent in their eyes.
"General! I may not be as good as Qin Fen in terms of military skills, but I will fight! I will never retreat! "
"General! I will not disgrace the glory of the European Military Region! "
Roars echoed in the conference room. One by one, the soldiers pounded the table and stood up. The shame of the European Military Region these two days was no longer a big stone pressing on everyone's heart. It was the motivation for the European Military Region to be brave after knowing the shame!
Okosa slowly glanced at everyone and finally fixed his eyes on Solomon, who had not spoken a word.
"I only have one goal." Solomon pushed the long chestnut-colored hair in front of his face to the back. His emerald crystal-like eyes flickered with calm confidence. "To become the most legendary recruit king of martial combat in the recruit martial arts tournament. It doesn't matter if it's East Asia or America. Whoever dares to stand in my way, I'll just kick them away. "
The American recruits were also summoned to the conference room for the first time to begin their first pre-war meeting.
America's Major General Will was dressed in a well-ironed American Major General uniform, his sparse hair neat and tidy.
Compared to Major General Okosa, Will was not the slightest bit anxious. He skillfully operated the computer in his hand and projected data analysis diagrams above the conference table.
"Everyone has watched the matches over the past two days, and I believe you all know that our opponent this time is no longer the inefficient European Military Region." Will chose one of the data projections, enlarged it, and said, "Everyone, I believe everyone has an impression of this man, right? Qin Fen, East Asian recruit, once participated in … "
The information that Qin Fen had stored in the military region was presented in front of everyone bit by bit.
"Oh?" Zeus rested his elbow on the table and rubbed his chin with one hand. "You've killed terrorists? Does that mean he's a sniper? "
"Very strong." Will rested his elbows on the table and gently flipped his palms upward. "Judging from the current information, I'm afraid our American sniper can only compete for the second place."
The snipers from the American team nodded in silence.
As soldiers, they often didn't like to admit defeat. If there was even a little chance, they would definitely give it a try.
Qin Fen's data was too terrifying. After the American sniper had seen it, he didn't even have the desire to fight. Both sides were simply not on the same level.
"So, we have already lost three points before the sniper competition has even started." Will took a sip of the coffee in his hand. "It seems that it's better to forfeit the sniper competition …"
"No!" The silent sniper slammed his hands on the table and stood up. He looked at Will and roared, "General, it's true that you are the American team leader for this tournament, but you don't have the right to deprive me of the right to participate."
"Is that so?" Will casually leaned against the back of the chair. "Our American team has always been the overlord of the recruit tournament. The goal of any competition is to be first. Before the start of the match … "
"Then I will take first place!"
The calm sniper's eyes were filled with irrational anger. As a soldier, he became timid just by looking at the data. This made him look down on himself. With a little stimulation from Will, the anger in his body finally erupted.
"First place?" A faint disdain hung on the corner of Will's mouth. "What if you can't get it?"
"Then, after the tournament, I will apply to go to Saturn or go to the front line of anti-terrorism." The sniper's eyes regained their cold calmness. "If I lose, I will go to the front line where only life and death awaits."
"It's good to have such morale." Will motioned the sniper to sit down. "Qin Fen is very strong, but if you are afraid of him, then his victory will be as simple as chopping melons and vegetables. If you are afraid of him when you see him and can't even play your normal strength, it will only make it easier for East Asia to get points. The East Asian soldiers were very weak in the previous few tournaments, but they could still get the third place overall. Do you know why? "
Most of the American recruits were at a loss. This question had been bothering them for a long time. The overall strength of the African recruits had surpassed the East Asian recruits in the previous two tournaments, but they lost.
"Because of the spirit of drawing a sword." Will frowned slightly. "In America, only the true martial artists have an indomitable spirit. Even if they encounter an opponent that they know they are no match for, they still dare to challenge them. The East Asians are very strange. Their national blood seems to have this strange gene. More than seventy people out of a hundred will fight even if they know they are no match for the opponent. Therefore, in the recruit tournament, the East Asian recruits have the highest mortality rate. They are fighting desperately, but many of us are just here to compete. "
Will sighed deeply. "One side has the idea of competing, and the other side has the idea of fighting desperately. Life can create miracles. Therefore, even if East Asia is not strong enough in the previous tournaments, they can still take the top three places. This time, the strength of East Asia is far stronger than what is on the surface. It is our turn to fight desperately. Tomorrow is the main event, the drawing of lots for the groups of the martial arts tournament. I wish in advance that the participants can draw a good lot. "
"General, we are the hegemon, the strongest American recruit tournament ever." Yang Lie slowly raised his hand and pointed at Qin Fen's projection. "He is just a whetstone for me to become a divine beast."
"Divine beast?"
Will, who had always been calm, also had a hint of surprise in his eyes. It turned out that Little Dragon King's goal was not this recruit tournament at all!
A sneer came from under the military cap that covered his face.
Sky Splitter Brooks' shoulders spread slightly to both sides. "Little Dragon King, don't be arrogant just because you got an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall. In this room, you are not the only one who got an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall. I, Sky Splitter Brooks, also got an invitation. Divine beast? This title should be taken by me. "
"Sacred Martial Hall's invitation?"
There was a commotion among the American recruits in the conference room. More than ninety percent of them looked at the two with admiration and envy.
Sacred Martial Hall! It was the holy land for almost all martial artists. It was the cradle for martial artists to reach the peak.
Sacred Martial Hall was known as the place for genius assassins.
Every year, young people with outstanding qualifications from all over the world would go to take the test, hoping to get the opportunity to become a carp leaping through the dragon gate.
However, almost all of these young people who the sect masters of various sects wanted to recruit would hit a wall in front of the Sacred Martial Hall.
Although the Sacred Martial Hall was not a school, it was respected by everyone in the Federation as the number one school in the Federation.
Zeus, who had been chewing gum, felt as if his body was struck by lightning. He looked at his two comrades in a daze. "Sacred … Sacred Martial Hall …?"
Will's surprised eyes were filled with joy. Sacred Martial Hall! Little Dragon King Yang Lie and Sky Splitter Brooks actually got an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall!
Qin Fen's information did not show that he got an invitation from the Sacred Martial Hall.
The judgment of the Sacred Martial Hall would not be wrong! In this martial arts tournament, as long as Yang Lie and Brooks were not placed in the same group, the American Military Region might get the best result in history.
"Alright! Everyone, keep it up! "
In the conference room of the East Asia Military Region, Zhao Huzi made a concluding speech with satisfaction. Everyone got up and left.
Qin Fen walked out of the conference room and did not look for Song Jia again.
Tomorrow was the highlight of the recruit tournament, the drawing of lots for the martial arts tournament. At the same time, there would be an opening match that would also start tomorrow.
Drawing lots was a matter of luck.
No one could guarantee that they would not be drawn to the opening match, nor could they guarantee whether their opponent would be strong or weak.
The members who could participate in the recruit martial arts tournament were limited in strength, no matter how weak they were.
Just now, Qin Fen had seen the pre-tournament information provided by Zhao Huzi. America's Little Dragon King Yang Lie, Zeus Mark, and Sky Splitter Brooks were far stronger than the American recruits who came to the Australian camp to fight.
Europe's [Emperor] Caesar, [Demon God] Solomon, West Asia's Mourad. Tschick, as well as Africa's [Golden Lion] Pat and [Giant Crocodile] Kunlaiti, were also not to be underestimated.
From their surface information, none of them were below the strength of six-star martial artists.
But are they really only six-star? Mourad Tschick's shadow flashed in Qin Fen's mind. This person, who had also walked alone in Qinghai, must have benefited a lot and made a breakthrough.
Sitting on the bed in the room, Qin Fen was immersed in his own world, adjusting all the functions of his body and preparing for the opening match in case he got drawn.
PS: It's not easy to write around here. You must be careful when you write. I need to think about it carefully, so there is only one chapter today.
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