Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Is this guy stupid?"

"Who throws away their weapon at the beginning?"

"Could it be that he hasn't been in a real fight and is too nervous?"

The onlookers couldn't help but have similar thoughts.

Even the two guards facing Tang Wen in the arena were full of question marks.

Like most people, they subconsciously looked up at the long saber that was thrown high into the air!

The opportunity has come!

Tang Wen took out the pebbles, his hands as fast as lightning, going all out.

Many people couldn't see his movements clearly, only a blur.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A terrifying sound of air being torn apart rang out, bang, bang, bang!

The two guards had just noticed something was wrong when they felt something hit their foreheads hard!

The feeling was as if a two-meter-tall man was swinging a huge mace fiercely at their helmets!

Forehead!

Chest!

Calf!

In an instant, the two of them felt dizzy, their chests felt tight, and their calves were in great pain.

Staggering, they could no longer stand, and fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

After throwing the pebbles, Tang Wen ran a few steps like a cheetah, leaped up, and grabbed the falling long saber.

He came to the two of them like lightning and put the knife to their necks.

Everything happened in a flash.

The square was silent.

Tang Wen looked at the examiner and asked, "Is it over?"

The former came back to his senses and took a deep look at him: "Tang Wen, wins! 11 seconds."

11 seconds?

Alright!

She had completely forgotten to count the seconds.

She just casually gave a number that felt about right.

Whoa!

The discussion exploded.

"What's going on?"

"How did those two fall down?"

"Could it be that this Tang Wen has awakened some ability?"

Many martial apprentices hadn't figured out what happened.

First, they were only focused on looking up at the knife, and second, Tang Wen's attack was too fast!

"Pebbles! It's pebbles!"

An Lei's eyes were sharp, and she saw the pebble fragments embedded in the two guards' iron armor at a glance.

"What terrifying power!"

Li Gangpao and Zhao Lei came to Zhang Lin's side.

"Old Zhang, are you confident in winning against him?"

Zhang Lin glanced at Li Gangpao: "Unless I and he are wearing heavy armor, and the circle is smaller. Otherwise, even if I win, I might be blind."

The two were silent for a while, their thoughts were similar to Zhang Lin's.

The people on the stage were also talking about Tang Wen: "Damn it! This kid must have five or six hundred pounds of strength in his hands?"

A commander who was good at strength estimated the strength in Tang Wen's hands as soon as he spoke.

"Accuracy, speed, all are top-notch."

"Looking at him, he's probably not even eighteen years old, how did he train it?"

"Strength and speed are good, but his martial arts don't look very good, I don't know if he has any talent for martial arts."

"I'm afraid it's a bit late even if he has talent for martial arts."

Commander Zhao reminded with a smile: "Everyone, don't forget to treat me to wine."

Everyone pointed at him and laughed.

General Zhou said: "The actual combat assessment is over, let's take the top 45 and enroll them into the hunting team!"

Some were happy, some sighed.

The eliminated martial apprentices don't need to be assessed and can join the ranks of ordinary guards on the spot.

Or they can go home and practice for another year and come back.

But no one can say what the situation will be like next year.

General Zhou added: "Tang Wen, An Lei, Zhang Lin, come forward!"

Tang Wen and the three came to the stage.

"Zhang Lin's swordsmanship, An Lei's spearmanship, Tang Wen's intelligence! All are good. Especially Tang Wen, born in the outer city, makes a living by hunting, it's not easy to train this skill!"

General Zhou encouraged them a few words, saying that the rewards would be given after they officially become hunting guards.

After that, he didn't stay long and left the square with a few guards.

The three commanders of the hunting camp walked down the stage to greet the three of them.

Hearing other people's titles, Tang Wen realized that the commander guarding the silver wolf was surnamed Zhao.

Commander Zhao is one of the three major commanders of the hunting camp, and each commander has ten hunting teams under his command.

"Little Tang is not bad! He even got first place. Do you still remember that you said you wanted to join my command?"

Tang Wen was strange: Did I say that?

Commander Zhao winked secretly, and Tang Wen moved.

For him, it was of course better to join the command of an acquaintance.

Commander Zhao had guided his stance training.

He immediately laughed and said, "Of course I remember."

Hearing this, the other two commanders looked at each other, curled their lips, and separated, one to find Zhang Lin, and one to find An Lei.

In the eyes of the two commanders, Tang Wen might not be much stronger than these two people who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and it was hard to say whether he had any talent for martial arts.

In any case, Commander Zhao was very satisfied with recruiting the first place out of hundreds of martial apprentices into his command: "You kid really have a connection with me, Team Zhou."

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He turned his head and shouted.

"Here!" The voice was slightly hoarse.

The female examiner who had proctored Tang Wen's exam strode over.

"Let's get to know each other, this is Zhou Bing, the captain of the hunting team one, the strongest captain in our camp. Team Zhou, Tang Wen has promised to join my command."

Hearing the praise, Zhou Bing's face was still cold, only a pair of almond eyes revealed joy, she curved the corners of her mouth, and said in as gentle a tone as possible: "Our team one welcomes Tang Wen's joining very much!"

"Okay, that's settled then."

None of the three had any objections.

Commander Zhao continued to select people.

Zhou Bing motioned for Tang Wen to follow her.

The two walked out of the square and towards the guard camp in the inner city.

"Team Zhou, aren't you choosing other people?" Tang Wen was also looking for something to say, he wanted to get familiar with the captain as soon as possible.

Zhou Bing replied: "If the hunting team is a sharp knife to the outside of the camp, our team one is the tip of the knife! We would rather have less than have something shoddy."

"I understand."

"I have a rough understanding of your situation, you have only practiced health-preserving stances?"

"Uh, yes."

She frowned: "Then you have to learn the Ground Fire Stance during the three months of the recruit period."

"Ground Fire Stance?" Seeing Tang Wen's look of eagerness to learn, Zhou Bing simply slowed down and explained it to him.

"The Ground Fire Stance is the basic stance of the fire-attribute exercises in our camp. Just like the Mountain Opening Cannon Fist, the foundation of this boxing technique is inch strength, explosive strength..."

She spoke seriously, and Tang Wen's affection for her increased a lot.

The garrison of the first hunting team was in the east of the guard camp, a row of stone houses, of which three were for their use.

Two were dormitories, and one was a meeting room, which was also a place for eating and chatting.

As a recruit, Tang Wen had many things to do on his first day in the camp.

Receiving identity military cards, receiving supplies, receiving armor.

From boots and socks to hats and scarves, everything is issued in the hunting camp.

Meeting room.

Tang Wen tried on the armor he had just received, which was a complicated task, and couldn't be put on by one person.

Zhou Bing guided him from the side, casually talking about the situation of the hunting team: "All hunting teams are in groups of three. The archer is in the back, the swordsman with shield is in the front, and there is another person who holds a knife or spear and freely looks for opportunities. What position do you think you are suitable for?"

Swordsman with shield, sounds similar to the tank in the game, Tang Wen didn't want to do it.

Archer, um, he doesn't know archery.

Tang Wen said: "It sounds like only freely looking for opportunities is more suitable for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Bing took a step closer and reached out to help him fasten the buckle on his chest.

Tang Wen touched his nose, feeling a little unnatural.

Zhou Bing frowned sensitively: "Are you not married?"

"Uh, I'm only fifteen."

This time, smelling the faint scent of soap pods on her body, Tang Wen's brain uncontrollably jumped out with several names: Tang Yue, Tang Yun, Tang Zhao, Tang Xue, etc.

"What about you, Captain?" He remembered the key question he hadn't asked.

Zhou Bing's frown did not relax, she fastened his armor, put down her hand and replied: "It's been three years."

Tang Wen was disappointed.

Zhou Bing secretly found it funny: "I mean, my third fiancé has been dead for three years."

Tang Wen: Eh???

She said leisurely: "After martial apprentice, there is martial artist, and above martial artist is martial master. Many people at the martial master stage will awaken some abilities due to the practice of exercises. All three of my fiancés are dead, 'cursing husbands', may be my ability."

After speaking, she stared at Tang Wen, wanting to see how scared this fifteen-year-old boy would be.

"Holy crap! Then aren't you invincible?" Tang Wen's face was full of shock.

"What?" Zhou Bing suspected that she had misheard.