Hegemons Call-out System

Chapter 356 - Selection (4)

Five teams stood on the field, all the soldiers were looking at the generals on the viewing platform with fervent expressions. They never would have thought that so many generals would appear for this year's Warrior King Selection Competition, especially the vice commander of the large military region, General Ye Shuanghong. This made them, who had been soldiers for many years, feel like they were on stimulants, and their enthusiasm was not weak at all.

Cheng Feng and Yang Wu led the whole class of warriors in the middle of the procession, and the gazes that they looked at the viewing platform were filled with passion, as they did not expect that the class selection criteria would be so high. Looking at the leaders on the stage, everyone felt their blood boiling, many of them feeling that the selection process was different, they understood that this was going to be a turning point of their military lives.

Long Xuan stood at the very back of the group. He thought that he would not participate in this selection, but he never expected that when the staff officer from the army was checking the roster, there would actually be a name on it. Just now, when the name was being called, Class Rep Cheng Feng had specially gone to his place to call him over.

When the general staff in the army announced the rules for the selection, all the participating soldiers were stunned, even the few division leaders were also surprised, because this time's military assessment was based on the Ancient Martial World's competitive format, eliminating the traditional military competition in the army. Looking at this selection pattern, the few division leaders were all lost in thought, and the soldiers that were participating in the selection were all lost in thought, they truly did not expect that the army would change their troop king into a competition.

Long Xuan stood in the middle of the troop, and upon hearing the rules announced by the staff officers, he was also a little confused in his heart. One must know that such a fighting style was rarely used in the army, as troops do not express individual strength, they have always emphasized the strength of groups, but this time, it broke the tradition.

All of the members will choose their opponents by drawing lots, no matter if they are in the camp or in the team, they will only calculate the member's individual results, and in the end, only ten would be chosen, while the rest would all be eliminated from the competition.

Facing such a competition rule, many people frowned. They never thought it would be such a competition rule, and this gave these soldier kings a headache.

Although the situation was out of everyone's expectation, to these elite soldiers of the various forces, they were all very conceited people. Normally, they would be considered as soldiers in the army, but of course, they would not retreat from these rules, so the drawing of lots was quickly completed. When everyone obtained their number, they would have to find their next opponent in the crowd.

Long Xuan had drawn 18, so he did not care about the number, but his opponent had been looking at him the entire time, because the opponent was the other number 18. The opponent with the same number would be the opponent in the competition, and the tall, 256-year-old warrior who was looking at him the whole time was looking at him, causing Long Xuan's scalp to go numb, because Long Xuan could feel the Qi of an ancient warrior from him, and his strength was not bad. Furthermore, he was at least at the early stage of the Elementary Realm.

The first round would be split into six rounds. Half of the members would be eliminated, so all the members were especially serious. They were all proud people who would never admit that they were weak.

Long Xuan did not go on stage in the first round. He was in the second round, but Class Rep Cheng Feng and Vice Class Rep Yang Wu all participated in the first round. The other two people in the class were also participating in the first round.

Class monitor Cheng Feng's opponent was an Ancient Martial Cultivator. Although Long Xuan could not see what kind of sect he was, Long Xuan could see that his strength was enough to instantly kill his own class monitor, and class monitor Cheng Feng seemed to have a great understanding of him, so when the match started, Cheng Feng decided to travel and battle with him, but in front of absolute strength, Cheng Feng's plans did not allow him to hold on for more than ten minutes. In the entire class for the first round, not a single person was able to successfully advance.

When the second round started, Long Xuan also went up on stage. Looking at this soldier who was like a mountain, Long Xuan could not help but laugh bitterly, the other party was not only a professional soldier, but also an ancient martial cultivator, the moment he came up, he had always been staring at Long Xuan seriously, because this person had sensed a dangerous aura from Long Xuan's body. This was what his talent had told him, so he immediately adopted a defensive posture.

The two of them had been standing there for almost half an hour, and Long Xuan had no plans to take action at all, while the other party was also taking up a defensive stance the entire time, and the two of them were just standing there calmly. This situation caused everyone's attention to be focused on them, and even Ye Shuanghong, who was on the viewing platform, had her attention focused on the competition.

The other party looked at Long Xuan and did not make a move. He then said softly, "I know that you are very strong, and this is what my innate talent has told me. Even though I really want to win against you, I know that you are in danger.

Without waiting for Long Xuan to speak, he turned and left the arena.

When Long Xuan saw that the other party had admitted defeat and left, he couldn't help but be stunned. He really didn't think that the other party would just admit defeat and leave, as this was completely inconsistent with his plans, and had actually wanted to let him concede first, but he didn't expect that the other party would have already left after that. Looking at the back view of the other party leaving, Long Xuan really wanted to slap himself in the face.