The scene suddenly fell into dead silence.
The corners of Wang Mian's mouth twitched wildly under the mask, Rose's fist hardened, and the faces of the instructors present were also extremely interesting!
Only the new recruits stood there blankly, somewhat confused.
Is this kneeling? Is this it? No way
What is he doing
They might have guessed what happened, but they didn't dare to think about it. They were trying to find a reasonable explanation for everything they saw...
Come on, this is a [Mask], how could it make such a low-level mistake? !
All eyes were on Uzumaki.
Uzumaki knelt there, took a second to recognize the reality, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly raised his hands...
He bowed to all the freshmen.
"Masked Team Uzumaki, wishing everyone a happy new year!"
After saying that, he stood up suddenly, stood proudly, and pretended that nothing had happened.
Lin Qiye: …
Baili Pangpang thought about it, and then leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear and said seriously, "Qiye, what do you think... Is it because the instructor's budget is insufficient and he couldn't hire a real [Mask] team, so he hired a high-quality imitation?"
"… Probably not." Lin Qiye's gaze fell on Wang Mian, who was at the front of the seven people, and his expression gradually became serious.
Lin Qiye could feel that the man on the stage exuded a faint aura of divine power.
Others may not notice it, but Lin Qiye can.
Because they are all agents of God.
At the same time, Wang Mian on the stage seemed to have noticed Lin Qiye's presence, and their eyes met.
After a moment, Wang Mian looked away and slowly finished his words:
"We are the Masked Special Team."
Everyone gasped!
Yuan Gang's mouth curled up slightly, and his voice echoed in the training ground again:
"Since you are not convinced, I will give you a chance, a chance to recognize yourself, a chance to truly come into contact with top talents!
It is now 2:30 in the afternoon. Before 9 o'clock in the evening, all 239 recruits, no matter what means you use, as long as you can remove the mask of any member of the [Masked] team, you will win!
If you win, it will prove that you are really awesome and there will be no need to carry on with this year's training. I will apply for your graduation tomorrow!
But if no one does it before nine o'clock, throw your ridiculous pride and arrogance into the toilet! No matter what requirements we put forward during the training, you must implement them! !
Understand?!"
After hearing Yuan Gang's words, all the new recruits present were immediately excited!
Soon, someone protested: "This is unfair! They are basically all strong men in the 'Chuan' realm or the 'Hai' realm, and we are all in the 'Zhan' realm. How can we fight?"
"In this battle, all members of the [Mask] team will suppress their own realm to the 'Lamp' realm!
In the same realm, 239 people versus 7 people!
You... don't dare?! "
The whole audience was in an uproar!
Everyone is at the "Zhan" level, so naturally there is no fundamental distinction between strong and weak. What remains is nothing more than tactical coordination, strategy, and combat proficiency. Even though the members of the [Masked] team are all powerful people who have been famous for many years, there are as many as 239 of them!
They can be killed by piling them up, right? !
The recruits' breathing suddenly became rapid!
Just based on the huge difference in numbers, there is no reason for us to lose!
If I win... not only can I save this year's training, but I can also gain a lot of face!
"good!!"
"I agree!"
"It's a deal!!"
"… "
The atmosphere among the recruits was immediately ignited, and they stared at the seven gray-clothed figures on the stage with burning eyes.
As if sensing their high fighting spirit, Wang Mian narrowed his eyes and spoke quietly:
"We don't need 7 people to deal with you...
We only need 5 people to defeat all of you! "
As soon as these words were spoken, the emotions of the recruits were ignited again. They responded fiercely to Wang Mian's provocation, and the whole scene was in chaos.
"Are they so arrogant?" Baili Pangpang asked in surprise.
"They are not arrogant, on the contrary, they are pursuing stability." Lin Qiye shook his head.
Baili Pangpang was stunned. "You only need five people to defeat all of us. Isn't that arrogant?"
"The rule of this battle is that whoever takes off the mask of any one of them wins, so the more people they have on the field, the greater the possibility of losing." Seeing that Baili Pangpang still didn't understand, Lin Qiye continued:
"A team of seven people must have their own strengths and weaknesses. Once the weakness is exposed, it is very likely to be broken under the collective attack of 239 people. However, if all the weaknesses are left off the field from the beginning, there will be no such problem."
"You mean... they're worried that some of their players aren't good at fighting, so they just keep them out of the game so they don't have any weaknesses?"
"That's the truth."
"So it seems that they are actually afraid of us? We have a good chance of winning?"
"Not necessarily." Lin Qiye glanced at the excited crowd in front of him and said calmly: "Although we have the advantage in terms of numbers, we are just a group of uncoordinated rabble. In this case, numbers have become our disadvantage.
The five masked men are like a sharp blade, and the 239 of us are just a pile of loose sand. "
"Okay..." Baili Pangpang sighed.
"Whether we can defeat Masked or not does not depend on how many people we have... but on how many smart people we have." Lin Qiye's eyes swept over the new recruits around him.
Yuan Gang saw that the momentum of the crowd had accumulated, and said: "The weapons you need can be found in the warehouse. The next seven hours belong to you!
Don't worry about how many facilities are destroyed or buildings are damaged. No matter what you make of this place, we can restore it...
Next... let me see what you are capable of."
After Yuan Gang finished his last sentence, he turned around and left with the instructors.
"Let's stick to the original plan. Five of us, including me, Uzumaki, Rose, Libra, and Moon Ghost, will go up. You guys go back and rest." Wang Mian turned around and said a few words to the other two members, and they followed the instructor and left.
In the end, only 239 recruits and the five members of Mask were left in the entire venue.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
All the recruits looked at the five masked men on the stage with ill intent. Someone in the crowd stretched out his hand and asked:
"Excuse me, when can we start?"
Tianping smiled slightly, stretched out a finger and pointed it towards the crowd.
The next moment, the questioner was hit in the chest as if by an invisible giant hammer. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards!
Amidst the commotion, Wang Mian spoke quietly:
"Wasn't what the instructor said just now clear enough
From two to nine, that is to say...
Now, it has begun."