The laughter was extremely refreshing, buried deep in the crowd, Li Qingshan instead ignited fighting spirit, feeling that the sense of weakness has disappeared: "Hey, others can rely on support, I return to rely on war!"
"Ha!" With a loud shout, Li Qingshan waved his arms and the people fell apart.
"Ah!" Hundreds of sergeants flew out, leaving only Li Qingshan on the ring.
The black hair flutters in the wind and snow, the smile on his face is open, and there is a childlike stubbornness. His eyes were piercing, and he looked down at the ring with gusto. If it was only a whim, if you just let out your breath, then now it seems like you have seen an interesting toy.
"Bang bang bang bang!" The sergeants landed one after another, and everyone was shocked. He didn't expect him to have such a supernatural power.
It was not just these hundreds of people who had just pressed Li Qingshan, but also the condensed military energy of the whole army, which was easily broken open by him, and the military's mind was immediately shocked.
Someone shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, there is only one person!"
Li Qingshan heard about the prestige and recognized at a glance that it was the supervising captain just now.
It is worthy of being an elite army that has experienced many battles, and the military spirit quickly stabilized, and the military spirit is condensed again. And in this small schoolyard, 20,000 to 30,000 people have gathered, and the surrounding camp streets, walls, and trees are all crowded with people. There are nearly 100,000 people, and they are a steady stream of fresh troops.
"Very good, so I can play a little longer!" Li Qingshan licked his lips and smiled: "Anyone?"
After a sudden change, the shadows were heavy, all turned into Li Qingshan's appearance, it was his idea of the clone, there were hundreds of them.
The clone may advance or retreat without leaving Li Qingshan or so, forming a battle in a blink of an eye.
"Military formation or something, I will too!"
Li Qingshan did a lot of homework before coming. The military formation is one of them. This is not a secret. Although there are many changes in the military formation, it still cannot be compared with the complexity of the formation. The key lies in the training of sergeants and the coordination of the various ministries. The more well-trained, Cooperate with tacit understanding. The stronger the military spirit, the more condensed the military spirit.
And what could be more tacit understanding than the cooperation between clones
With the formation of the army formation, it is only a formation of a hundred people, but it has the momentum of thousands of troops, and it is in balance with the army of tens of thousands.
Chao Tianjiao raised his eyebrows slightly: "The clone is in battle!"
This trick is not Li Qingshan's first creation. As long as a practitioner who is proficient in the clone technique, he will consider how to organize a weak clone to fight against a strong enemy. The clone formation is the easiest and quickest choice.
However, these practitioners will eventually find that this trick looks very powerful, but it is actually quite restrictive.
First, the number of clones is limited. The scale of the formed army formation is also limited, and it takes a lot of mind and mana to control and maintain it, and it may be better to cast some other spells.
The second is that it is not suitable for fighting. Although the military formation is powerful, it moves slowly and has a limited attack distance. Unless it is a frontal collision battlefield, the enemy only needs to keep a distance and wait for your military formation to collapse on its own. Even used for defense is to drink poison to quench thirst.
So this trick is not very common, but it is very suitable for Li Qingshan at the moment. He gave an order: "Charge!" He finally tasted the feeling of being a general. As the coach, he took the lead, and the Hundred-Man Army dashed against the 10,000-man army.
In an instant, countless enemies screamed and flew into the air wherever they passed.
As if a sharp iron plow was plowing deeply through the ground, the opponent's loose army could not resist his charge at all. The key was that there was no coach on the other side. The strongest is only the school lieutenant, and he is not even worse than his strength.
In other words, there is no one-size-fits-all general. An army without generals is like a beast without minions. No matter how large the physique is, the power that can be exerted is extremely limited.
Before the supervising lieutenant came back to his senses, Li Qingshan rushed in front of him and ran over him directly, lying on the ground dying of his breath, footprints all over his body.
Chao Tianjiao watched, Li Qingshan rampaged on the school field, and sighed in his heart: "If it were on the battlefield, this would be a one-sided massacre. Although it is because there is no coach to hold the battle, no armor or weapons, etc., but the kid is obviously I didn't take it seriously, and I was still injured and weak."
"With his strong physique and the wonderful Yin God, he can resist the enemy head-on and sneak into a sneak attack. If there are not so many grievances and entanglements, it will definitely be a great support. There will be achievements in the future wars, as long as you don’t Falling in the middle, how difficult is it to become a true disciple?"
Thinking of the 30-year duel bet, he chuckles: "Boy, I want to kill you in the cradle!"
Of course, this is just a joke. Neither she nor Li Liehuo has such a purpose. Relying on oppressing latecomers to maintain their status is an extreme stupidity and weakness, which will only weaken their own will. .
They all move forward with absolute confidence, and they want to put Li Qingshan to death, but only for revenge, or simply to breathe out a bad breath, rather than out of such despicable thoughts.
"But you can't let him go on such a fool, otherwise the military will be gone."
Chao Tianjiao was about to take action, only to see a monk rushing from outside the school grounds, shouting: "On the order of the abbot of Yangon, please come to the Jingtu Temple, General Li Qingshan!"
The voice was loud and loud like a bell, and the sergeants were shocked, surprised and delighted: "The abbot is awake!?"
Li Qingshan's heart trembled too. His experience at the Pure Land Temple not long ago really left him with lingering fears.
And the monk who came to invite him was the protector monk who wanted to stop him that day. He said "please" but his face was full of anger. Li Qingshan drew him back that day, which he regarded as a great shame.
If it were not for the abbot of Yangon, I am afraid that he would come to share with Li Qingshan now and be ashamed.
Li Qingshan disbanded his avatar, leaped forward, and asked with a smile, "So it's you! What did the abbot of Yangon tell me?"
"I don't know!" the guardian monk said coldly.
"Nothing good anyway!" Li Qingshan shrugged.
"What did you say? You say it again!" The guardian monk was furious.
"Nothing good anyway, I said again. You have the ability to hit me!"
The guardian monk clenched the big fist of the bowl, the muscles knotted and the blue veins were exposed, but the abbot of Yangon said when he came, he must not do it. He suppressed the nameless anger, and shouted: "Are you going or not?"
"Go, why not?"
Li Qingshan felt that his strength had recovered a little. It was said that he "did not survive the first day of the first year but not the 15th." In the same city, should he retreat? Anyway, the monk suffered more injuries than him, and it is estimated that it will not be possible to attack him for a while.
And this time he was prepared, and there was a skull rosary hidden in his arms, that Xiao An must have him take, let alone another slap in vain.
Abandoning the wounded soldiers who had lain in the school field, Li Qingshan calmly left among the onlookers of one hundred thousand sergeants and came to the Jingtu Temple again. (To be continued...)
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