The selection of the Yellow Wind Mercenaries was placed on the street to prove their strength. As long as they were martial artists, they would be recruited. To put it bluntly, the Yellow Wind Mercenaries just wanted to find some temporary people to support them. The more people there were, the less the bandits would dare to act rashly.
After the mercenaries went through their training, they happily stood behind Blackbeard and the others.
Feng Hao also followed the crowd and walked out.
This was an opportunity for Feng Hao. He didn't care about money. The most important thing was to pass through the Hundred Pirate Territory safely.
Swoosh!
A figure flew backward and fell more than ten meters away. Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.
"A beginner martial artist dares to come?Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to keep up with the group?Haha … "
The person who spoke was a selection member of the Yellow Wind Mercenaries. Seeing that there were more people signing up, the requirement for the strength of the candidates was naturally higher. The person who fell on the ground wanted to say something, but he was glared at by the selection member. Fear filled his heart, and he didn't say anything. He left the crowd and staggered away.
"Who else wants to sign up?"
There were differences in the strength of martial artists, but the most important thing was their secret arts and martial techniques. The man from the Yellow Wind Mercenaries was obviously a high-level martial artist. Judging from the way he attacked, his martial techniques weren't weak either.
After looking around, Feng Hao strode out.
"Let me try!"
He was only twelve years old and the childishness on his face had yet to completely disappear. He did not look like a strong and healthy person. On the contrary, when compared to these tall and burly mercenaries, Fenghao appeared to be very scholarly and weak.
"You?"
The man was slightly taken aback. Then, he laughed loudly. "Haha …Kid, do you think we're playing house? "
"Hehe …"
"Haha …"
The mercenaries at the side all laughed and looked at him with ridicule.
"Kid, don't join in the fun. Go home and drink your milk!Haha … "
The man laughed loudly again.
"Heh!"
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curled up, and his eyes slightly narrowed. "How do you know I can't do it without trying?"
"Oh, so you're very confident in your own strength, little doll, haha!"
The man thought he was joking, but when he saw that Feng Hao's expression didn't change, he immediately said, "How about this, if you can receive three moves from me, I'll let you pass. How about it?"
As an advanced martial artist who possessed a Yellow Grade Martial Technique, it would not be a glorious thing for him to deal with a weak young man. Hence, he proposed a three-move agreement.
"So what if it's ten moves?"
Feng Hao raised his eyebrows in provocation.
"Heh!"
The man's smile disappeared and he looked at Fenghao.
Although the young man in front of him was young, he did not panic when facing a high-level martial artist like him. On the contrary, he looked confident.
"Then let me give it a try!"
The man's eyes bulged. He raised his fist and leaned his body forward. Martial Origin surged around his fist, breaking through the air and making a soft sound as it smashed toward Feng Hao's chest.
Feng Hao did not move even when the fist was about to hit him. He stood there motionlessly as if he had been scared silly. The onlookers shook their heads.
When the fist was about to hit him, Feng Hao raised his fist unhurriedly.
Swoosh!
Once he moved, he was as fast as lightning. The force of the Twenty Tides burst out in an instant.
Bang!
The two fists collided heavily with each other, and a strong gust of wind surged out, causing the dust on the ground to fly up.
Thud, thud, thud …
A figure staggered backward. It took him more than ten steps to stabilize himself. It turned out to be the advanced martial artist from the Yellow Wind Mercenary Group.
As he stood there, his face quickly turned red and then white.
"Uh …"
Such an outcome made everyone's eyeballs fall to the ground as they looked at Feng Hao in disbelief.
Such a young man had actually forced an experienced advanced martial artist mercenary to retreat. This was sufficient proof that his strength was extraordinary.
"Oh."
The black-bearded leader of the Yellow Wind Mercenary Group, Huang Mang, witnessed everything with his own eyes. His eyes immediately lit up. Obviously, he was also shocked by Feng Hao's strength.
"Young man, you've passed."
Huang Mang walked over with big strides, his tone very gentle.
"Thank you, leader!"
Feng Hao cupped his fists and walked toward the group of people who had passed.
"This kid is not simple!"
Looking at Feng Hao's back, Huang Mang's heart stirred.
At such a young age, he was able to have such a high cultivation level. Moreover, he was even able to remain calm in the face of danger. Such a temperament was really rare in this world.
With a large sum of money, there would naturally be motivation. Before long, the recruitment was full. A group of more than a hundred people followed Huang Mang to an inn and rested for the night. The next day, at dawn, along with the newly recruited temporary mercenaries, there were more than three hundred people standing on the street.
After the number of people was counted, under Huang Mang's command, hundreds of people walked out of the town in a grandiose manner and stood in three rows, waiting for the arrival of the merchant caravan.
Not long after, three carriages slowly came out of the town. An old man with white hair at his temples stepped out of the luxurious carriage in the middle.
"Haha!"
Huang Mang laughed loudly and went forward to welcome him.
"Butler Fei, why did you come down personally?"
Huang Mang appeared very respectful in front of this old man who was dressed in luxurious clothes. With one look, one could tell that this old man's identity was not ordinary.
"Leader Huang."
The old man cupped his fists at him. "This time, I'll have to trouble Leader Huang."
"Butler Fei, what are you saying? This is my job. Don't worry, butler. For safety's sake, I've specially recruited more than a hundred people. I don't think those bandits will dare to block our way."
Huang Mang's beard trembled as he patted his chest.
"That's good. As long as we're safe, when we reach Chiyang City, we'll naturally be rewarded with a large sum of money."
The old man stroked his long beard and looked around. There was a faint trace of worry on his face.
"Thank you, Butler Fei!"
Huang Mang's face lit up.
"We can set off now!"
With that, the old man lowered his body and entered the carriage.
"Team One, open the way. Team Two, Team Three, protect the two sides. Move out!"
Under Huang Mang's loud command, the three groups of people spread out and protected the three caravans in the middle. Hundreds of people majestically moved towards the Ancient Desolate Land.
"I'm afraid this trip won't be that simple."
Feng Hao faintly saw the worry on Butler Fei's face. His brows slightly furrowed, and he couldn't help but look at the three caravans suspiciously.
"Are these really just caravans delivering ordinary goods?"
Even though the three caravans looked no different from ordinary caravans, Feng Hao still felt that something was wrong. What was wrong, he couldn't put his finger on it.
"I hope so."
Fenghao glanced at the high-spirited Huang Mang, then quietly followed the left flank and advanced.
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