Early in the morning, the rays of the morning sun shone on the entire drill ground.
However, the six thousand Black Armoured Corps were like an ice-cold black pool, causing the entire drill ground to become chilly. The three hundred people who were discussing along the way all quietened down. Under this kind of atmosphere, no one dared to speak.
"Eh?" Teng Qingshan felt as if a rock was pressing down on his chest. He adjusted his breathing slightly and returned to normal.
"I am not afraid of anyone in the Black Armoured Corps. However, with six thousand of them together, even at such a distance, their aura is able to completely suppress me." Teng Qingshan did not make a sound and followed the crowd towards the drill ground. Following the wide bluestone paved road, the three hundred people entered the drill ground — —
Many of the six thousand Black Armoured Corps turned their heads to look at them. Their eyes were filled with confidence and provocation.
To be able to become a sergeant in the Black Armoured Corps was something to be proud of.
"Haha …" A loud laughter suddenly resounded in the sky above the drill ground. Teng Qingshan looked towards the source of the laughter and saw four men and women wearing black robes walking side by side towards the front of the drill ground. The one who laughed was a black-robed old man.
This black-robed old man had an aquiline nose, silver hair and sharp eyes.
"Qingfeng, I heard that there are nine First Rated Warriors in this year's entrance examination?" The black-robed silver-haired old man said from afar, "There are eight vacant centurions in our Black Armoured Corps. I wonder how many of these nine people can get. If they can't even get one, then it will be interesting. "
The grey-robed middle-aged man who had been leading Teng Qingshan's group immediately bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Second Martial Uncle, among the nine First Rated Warriors this time, there are a few ruthless characters. You have to tell your centurions to be careful."
The four black-robed people walked side by side. Other than the black-robed silver-haired old man, there were three other people, two men and one woman. One of the men was nine feet tall and had an extremely strong physique. His entire face was suffused with a metallic luster, as if it was cast from metal.
The other man was nearly eight feet tall. He looked younger and had a sharp gaze. He looked at the Black Armoured Corps below him. The soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
As for the only woman among the four black-robed men, she was the only one. Because he was wearing a black robe, his figure could not be seen clearly. However, her height was over seven feet (1.75 meters), which was considered very tall among women. Her skin was fair, and her gaze was as cold as a knife, causing others to involuntarily fear her.
"Junior Brother, our Black Armoured Corps may only be the weakest of the eight centurions, but we're still able to defeat them. However, he is not someone that these First Rated Warriors can easily defeat. " The tallest man said in a loud voice, his voice echoing in his chest.
At this moment, the four black-robed men walked to the stands above the Drill Ground.
On the grandstand, there were five chairs. The four black-robed men scattered and sat down, leaving only the center empty.
"Greetings, Commander!" Suddenly, a deep voice came from the Black Armoured Corps.
Immediately. Crash!
The six thousand Black Armoured Corps knelt on one knee in unison. The sound of their heavy armor hitting against each other was very ear-piercing. The six thousand Black Armoured Corps shouted at the same time, "Greetings, Commander!" However, among the six thousand Black Armoured Corps, there were a few dozen people standing at the edge who bowed slightly and did not kneel.
"Rise." The one who spoke was the silver-haired old man in the black robe.
The six thousand Black Armoured Corps stood up at the same time.
"The four of them …" Teng Qingshan carefully observed the four black-robed men who were high up. "They should be the four Commanders of the Black Armoured Corps! These are the true Postliminary Realm experts. They are not comparable to ordinary First Rated Warriors. "
Teng Qingshan had a hint of fighting spirit in his heart.
Lifting a ten thousand Jin boulder was a limit!
Those who reached this limit were First Rated Warriors and were known as the "Peak of the Postliminary Realm". However, as long as one had a good inner strength manual, it was not difficult to reach the Peak of the Postliminary Realm after ten years of training. As a result … there were too many peak Postliminary Realm experts in this world!
The three Wang brothers of the Iron Mountain Gang were all peak Postliminary Realm experts!
Master Hong Si was also peak Postliminary Realm experts!
Li Yanshan, who was killed by Teng Qingshan, was also peak Postliminary Realm experts!
There were so many peak Postliminary Realm experts in a small Yi City.
The nine First Rated Warriors in this year's entrance examination were all First Rated Warriors! One could totally imagine how many peak Postliminary Realm experts there were in this great land of the Nine Prefectures. However … everyone's strength was not exactly the same. Because of the unique inner strength cultivation method. Or people with extraordinary talent.
They could instantly burst out with a strength of tens of thousands of Jin!
For example, Teng Qingshan had not reached the Postliminary Realm and could only be considered a Postliminary Realm expert. However, with his strength, he could easily kill a large group of First Rated Warriors.
"In the Black Armoured Corps, the highest position is the Commander! I wonder how his strength compares to mine. "Teng Qingshan did not dare to be too arrogant.
After all, the history of this great land of the Nine Prefectures could be traced back to thousands of years ago. The use of inner strength had reached the pinnacle. For example, the White Horse Gang's Master Hong Si had once blocked Teng Qingshan's stone. As for the more powerful Four Great Commanders, it was hard to say what methods they had.
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Just as Teng Qingshan was pondering, three figures walked over from afar. The four Great Commanders of the Black Armoured Corps, who were sitting high up, immediately stood up and slightly bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Sovereign!"
"Greetings, Sovereign!" The grey-robed middle-aged man and the dozens of Black Armoured Corps sergeants at the edge also bowed.
"Greetings, Sovereign!" The six thousand Black Armoured Corps members all knelt down on one knee.
Among the three people, the middle-aged man, who was the leader, wore a long white robe and had a smile on his face. His skin was fair and clear, and he walked on the road as if he was floating. On both sides of him, there was a young man and a young woman. The young man wore a green silk robe, and his eyes were rolling around, as if he was thinking of some devious ideas.
As for the young woman, she wore a light yellow silk robe, which fluttered in the wind. She looked like an otherworldly fairy. Her eyes were pure, without a trace of impurity, and the corners of her mouth were curled up in a faint smile. As she walked, there was a strange charm, which could make people's hearts beat faster.
A fairy descending to the mortal world?
"What a beautiful girl." Even with Teng Qingshan's temperament, his heart couldn't help but tremble when he saw the young woman.
Teng Qinghu and the others were completely dumbfounded.
The white-robed middle-aged man led the young man and the young woman to sit on the chair in the center. The young woman and the young woman stood behind him.
The white-robed middle-aged man casually said a few words to the four Great Commanders, then turned his head to look at the Black Armoured Corps below, and said with a smile, "Everyone, please rise!"
"Thank you, Sovereign."
This person was the absolute ruler of Jiangning County, the Sovereign of the Gui Yuan Sect – Zhuge Yuan-hong!
"The Black Armoured Corps of the Gui Yuan Sect will recruit experts from the outside world every six months! This time, there are nine First Rated Warriors and thirty-eight Second Rated Warriors. What surprised me the most is … there is a First Rated Warrior, who is only sixteen years old! "
As soon as Zhuge Yuan-hong said this, the Black Armoured Corps below, no matter how disciplined they were, couldn't help but whisper to each other.
"Sixteen years old? How is that possible? "
"A genius like the Young Sovereign?"
… …
"Hmph." Among the five people sitting on the platform, the stern young man snorted coldly, and the Black Armoured Corps immediately quietened down.
This Zhuge Yuan-hong said with a faint smile, "Second Martial Uncle, you will be in charge of the centurion competition."
"Yes, Sovereign." The silver-haired old man in a black robe immediately stood up, looked around, and said in a clear voice, "Our six thousand Black Armoured Corps is divided into four groups, and there are a total of sixty centurions! Every six months, out of the fifteen centurions in each division, the two weakest centurions will be removed from their posts! "
"There are a total of eight centurions in the four groups. Now, they will compete with the nine First Rated Warriors for these eight centurion positions." The words of the old man in a black robe caused the three hundred people to whisper to each other.
Teng Qingshan finally understood the rules of the centurion competition.
The eight weakest centurions would compete with the nine of them for these eight positions.
"Seventeen people will compete for these eight centurion positions. The one who fails will immediately become a corporal! "The old man in a black robe looked down coldly." Niu Zhan! Hong Xingyang! Xia Shuo! Situ Ning … "The old man in a black robe continuously said eight names in one breath.
"The eight of you, bring your Azure Mane Treading on Snow Horses and Hematite Heavy Armors up here." The old man in a black robe said coldly.
Immediately, eight people walked out from the edge of the six thousand Black Armoured Corps. These eight people each pulled a BMW, and on the BMW, there was a set of dark red heavy armors. These eight people's faces didn't look too good. It was obvious that this was too embarrassing.
"The nine First Rated Warriors, come to the front." The old man in a black robe ordered.
"Let's go. Join the eight centurions." The middle-aged man in a grey robe urged Teng Qingshan and the others.
The cold Gong Yangqing, the mischievous Wu Man, Teng Qingshan carrying the Reincarnation Spear … The nine First Rated Warriors also walked to the front of the Black Armoured Corps. They stood side by side with the other eight centurions.
"The eight of them are the weakest among the sixty centurions!" The old man in a black robe glanced at Teng Qingshan and the others, "However, even the weakest eight. Among the nine of you, there aren't many who can defeat them! If you want to be a centurion of the Black Armoured Corps, you must have some ability. "
Which First Rated Warrior didn't have pride?
If they didn't compete, who would admit defeat?
Teng Qingshan and the others were all silent. They only glanced at the eight centurions beside them with a hint of fighting spirit.
"The method of competition is very simple!" The old man in a black robe said clearly, "On the drill ground, there are eight arenas that have been built. Niu Zhan, Hong Xingyang and the others will each be on one arena. They will temporarily be the 'arena masters'. As for the nine First Rated Warriors, you can challenge them. If you win, you will be the arena master. If you lose, you can challenge another person! The seventeen of you will each have two chances to challenge someone! When the challenge is over, the eight arena masters who are still on the arena will be the eight centurions! "
"Remember, during the arena competition, you can't kill. Those who kill intentionally will die!" The old man in a black robe said coldly.
There were many experts present. It was easy to tell if someone killed intentionally or not.
"Alright, Niu Zhan, the eight of you, get on the arena." The old man in a black robe ordered coldly. At this moment, the eight centurions and the nine First Rated Warriors were observing each other. At the same time, they walked towards the eight arenas.
Teng Qingshan's gaze fell on the strong man who looked like a black bear in human form.
Because …
This was someone familiar! It was the centurion of the Black Armoured Corps, 'Xia Shuo', who had once acted righteously in the Canvass Lunar Restaurant.
"Brother Xia." Teng Qingshan smiled and walked over.
"You are …" Xia Shuo suddenly stared with his eyes wide open, "The day before yesterday, you are that young lad from the Canvass Lunar Restaurant … You are a First Rated Warrior?"
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