In the training ground, arrows fell like raindrops, and a figure was tossing and turning in the square. His movements may not be chic, or even substandard, but they are definitely fast and precise enough, and he even dragged himself out. Many times it seems that the arrow has been shot, but in fact it is only a phantom.
As if feeling insulted, the soldiers also gradually increased the speed and strength of their archery, and even some special design skills. They are the elite of the army, and they are all elites who can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps. Now there are so many of them. Man, it took so long that even a kid in the encirclement couldn't handle it.
If it gets out, they will really be ashamed to be in the army, but no matter how fast they shoot arrows and how high their aim is, the figure in the field is always moving, even following them. The attacks became more and more violent, and Meng Yu's evasion became more and more calm.
Wu Gang's mouth was already wide enough to stuff an entire egg, his jaw almost fell to the ground, he couldn't believe his eyes.
This test was originally for five archers, but the highest standard mentioned by the old man Gongsun is the current fifteen people. The positions, attack speed and frequency of these fifteen people are all particular. The great swordsman, even as a junior swordsman, cannot be as calm as Meng Yu. If he wants to survive such an attack, he can only use his strength to break through.
"I want this soldier. This kind of predictive ability will definitely exist at the level of a sharpshooter in the future. It would be a pity not to be an archer!" A guy with unusually long arms held Wu Gang's hand with a look He shouted regretfully, in order for Meng Yu to be his apprentice, he was also shameless.
"Bullshit, is this just the ability to predict? It takes such a strong physical coordination ability to achieve this step. It is much more difficult to change direction continuously and quickly in a small range than pure speed. You are an archer, you The ability to predict is good, why don't you go in and try?"
Wu Gang spoke with a bit of yin and yang, and finally came to a conclusion: "Such a seedling, the most suitable one is to be an assassin!"
"Ignorance..."
Seeing several instructors arguing about Meng Yu, a stern man holding a sword in both hands glanced at them: "With his talent, in fact, he can do anything. If he is willing to practice swords, I promise, He will become one of the most powerful swordsmen on the mainland in the future."
"However, he is someone who is valued by the coach, so don't think about it."
The abrupt turn made by the stern man made the others quiet down immediately.
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The next test, the test of will, this time several instructors went into battle together, sending out a strong murderous aura towards Meng Yu. This kind of aura of killing countless people trained on the battlefield made Meng Yu feel as if he was in a blood rain In the bloody battlefield, there was the sound of fighting everywhere, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and people who came to kill him everywhere...
If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that just this aura can scare him half to death, even dementia is not impossible, this is what people call aura.
Although these murderous looks made Meng Yu very uncomfortable, it was impossible to frighten Meng Yu. I have seen dense colonies of gold-eating ants, overwhelming swarms of red sand scorpions, and the most elite snare members. Having fought and fought life-and-death battles with assassins, Meng Yu is no longer that cowardly college student with a bit of low self-esteem.
Some people will be at a loss when they encounter danger, and some people will be more calm when they encounter danger, and Meng Yu is the second type. A stern aura slowly emanates from Meng Yu's body, and there is a faint connection with other people. Several horrific murderous auras were evenly matched, and they fought against each other.
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The next test, the test of mental power, Meng Yu, who was originally a magician, had stronger mental power than magicians of the same level. Compared with these warriors, he was even more astounding.
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In the next test, the learning ability test, each instructor practiced the kung fu he was good at three times in front of Meng Yu, and then asked Meng Yu to use these moves to fight with other instructors.
Meng Yu doesn't know where this can tell the ability to learn, three times, each instructor will have different things, the most important thing is, which instructor has not studied it for decades, let him three times Learn, isn't this a joke
In the end, Meng Yu also understood that this was probably not a test at all, but that these instructors were just playing to torture him.
After Meng Yu was abused by each of the instructors, he was finally able to rest for another ten minutes and prepare for the next test.
At this time, it was already evening, and the scorching sun in the sky left only a few faint red glows, dyeing the clouds in the west into red Huoshaoyun.
At this time, Meng Yu hadn't had lunch yet.
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The next test, the reflexes test...
next item...
In the end, Meng Yu's consciousness was even vague, and he only knew to continue to follow what Wu Gang said, relying entirely on his body's instinctive reaction.
When Wu Gang told him that he had completed all the tests, Meng Yu just asked in a daze, "Can I rest now?"
After getting an affirmative answer, he fell straight down on the spot, stretched his limbs, and fell asleep in the most comfortable position. Even though he had practiced hard before, he had never felt so tired like today.
Wu Gang looked at Meng Yu who was lying on the ground and fell asleep, and a satisfied smile appeared on his expressionless face. He never thought that someone could go through all the test items according to the highest standard.
He believed that even when the old man Gongsun ordered him, he only wanted to tap Meng Yu's potential to the greatest extent, but he never thought that Meng Yu could actually complete all of them, and the results were so amazing.
"What a pervert!" Wu Gang said softly, then took a notebook in his hand and walked towards old man Gongsun's hut. Although it was already midnight, since old man Gongsun said he wanted to get the result today, Well, he must still be waiting for him now.
Wu Gang didn't want old man Gongsun to wait for nothing. As an old man who had been with him for more than ten years, Wu Gang had a deep understanding of old man Gongsun's methods.
After waving his hand, someone naturally came up to carry Meng Yu down. Wu Gang stared at the leader and explained this carefully. He asked the best military doctor to examine Meng Yu and find someone to take care of him. Finally, Wu Gang asked these people to take care of him. Take Meng Yu to the medicine pond.
You must know that the medicines in the medicine pool are very expensive. In the entire military camp, there are not many people who can enjoy the medicine bath.
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In the hut, the old man Gongsun and Ye Zhuang sat face to face. A small table was filled with all kinds of food. Except for fruit wine, most of them were meat. It was full, and Ye Zhuang sat opposite the old man Gongsun, took a sip of meat and wine, and quickly filled his mouth with food.
It seems that he is also very hungry today.
The old man Gongsun was on the opposite side of the small table, sipping wine slowly, eating meat in small bites, very leisurely, looking very enjoying, after a long silence, he said slowly:
"How's the situation outside? Judging by the reincarnation of you, a starving ghost, the situation doesn't seem very good."
"Duanren Tianya is not just for fun. They can't attack with the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Morin Empire alone, but you should know that if there are high-level sword masters intervening, the final result will be unstoppable." We decide."
Ye Zhuang slowly ate the last bite of food, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then replied.
"You, it's just that your spirit is too high. If you only practice archers or specialize in battle qi, I'm afraid you have already broken through to a high-level swordsman by now. How can you be so at a loss as you are now?"
The old man Gongsun looked at Ye Zhuang angrily.
Ye Zhuang smiled slightly: "How dare you tell me, if you didn't use your righteousness to fall into someone else's trap, would you just act like a ghost?"
"Who hasn't been young?" Ye Zhuang hiccupped contentedly, and said with a sigh and complacency.