Global Beastmaster: Only I can summon Chinese beasts!

Song Tingwu glanced at every freshman, then raised his arm, stretched out a finger, and said.

"The fifteen-day military training is divided into three parts."

"The first part is a three-day basic training in the school. I will take you to perfect the cooperation between the beast master and the beast in all aspects, and learn the basic fighting skills."

"In future battles, these basic things can often determine the outcome of a battle at critical moments."

Then he held out another finger.

"The second part is a ten-day off-campus advanced training. This part will adopt a half-training and half-combat method, so that you can improve your overall strength within ten days!"

Song Tingyu stretched out his third finger and continued: "The last part is two days of actual combat simulation!"

"This is also the final summary of the military training. You will conduct a simulated battle that is no different from a real war."

"The specific content will be announced in due course."

After Song Tingyu finished speaking, he saw that the freshmen in the square team looked indifferent, and some of them were even whispering with their partners to discuss what to eat at noon.

He frowned slightly and said, "Do you all understand?"

"Understood." The freshmen responded feebly.

An off-white aura suddenly came out of Song Tingyu's body, directly covering the entire phalanx of new students.

In an instant, a great coercion fell on the heads of these freshmen.

The freshmen were taken aback by Song Tingyu's sudden breath. They wanted to resist, but they were useless in the face of Song Tingwu's strength. They could only bear this terrifying pressure.

Su Qin, who was at the end of the formation, frowned slightly, and gently tapped out a burst of green dragon power to resist the pressure of Song Tingyu's aura.

This level of coercion is a disaster for freshmen, but it has no effect on Su Qin.

However, Su Qin just resisted the pressure on him, and did not dissipate Song Tingyu's coercion for the group of freshmen.

For these arrogant freshmen, it is a good thing to learn some lessons, so that they can realize the gap in person.

In addition, he wanted to see what Song Tingyu wanted to do next.

He always felt that the military training at Genting Academy was not that simple...

"You were all recruited into this academy after many selections from all over the Dragon Kingdom. You are geniuses in the eyes of the world."

"The glory shining on you is incomparable to others, but because of this, the burden you bear is much greater than that of ordinary people."

"So, for you group of so-called geniuses, the school's requirements are very strict!"

The aura on Song Tingyu's body was even worse, and the freshmen present were a little out of breath.

"The school stipulates that the comprehensive score of military training will determine the class you will be assigned to in the future."

"If you are willing to go to the low-level class, then mix it up."

Hearing Song Tingyu's words, most of the freshmen present immediately changed their expressions.

They knew that the classes at Genting Academy were divided into fast and slow classes, but they didn't know that the results of military training were actually the basis for class classification.

Many students who did not take military training seriously before changed their attitudes immediately.

It is related to their future studies, and they dare not be sloppy.

Seeing the dignified and surprised expressions of most of the students, Song Ting's mouth curled up slightly, and his aura restrained a little.

"Although it's called military training, it's actually your class placement assessment."

"How important this is, you all know it yourself!"

"Do you understand the purpose of military training now?"

"Understood!" The freshmen said in unison.

At the back of the line, Su Qin stood quietly, without any emotional fluctuations on his face.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he is divided into classes or not, which class he is assigned to.

Compared with the things that are on him, military training is like playing house.

"Okay, now let's go to the playground!"

Song Tingwu held back his breath, waved his hand, and walked towards the playground.

This group of freshmen got a chance to breathe.

……

Genting Academy is too big, and there are many students.

So there are five in the playground, east, west, north, south, and middle.

Song Tingyu brought them to the largest playground in the east, which is also the closest playground to the dormitory.

"We are here for three days of school training." Song Tingyu said: "We gather here at six o'clock in the morning and two o'clock in the afternoon every day."

"Lateness is at your own peril!"

When the freshmen heard this, they couldn't help standing up straight.

"Beep!"

Song Tingyu suddenly picked up the whistle hanging on his chest and blew it, which shocked everyone.

"Line up!"

Hearing Song Tingyu's majestic voice, the freshmen didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly stood up according to their own positions, keeping their bodies as straight as possible.

Song Tingyu glanced at the phalanx.

"Now I need a team captain to assist me in training these days,"

"Of course, being the captain is not in vain. In the final grade evaluation, there will be extra points."

Hearing this sentence, several of the freshmen immediately showed excited expressions.

For extra points, this is not a small temptation for freshmen.

Looking at the crowd who were eager to try, Song Tingyu said calmly: "However, to be the captain, you must have a certain amount of hard power."

"So, for this captain, you have to pass my test."

Song Tingyu rolled up his sleeves and assumed a fighting posture.

"Anyone who is interested will stand up and compete with me. I will let you set the rules. If you beat me with the rules you set, you will be qualified for this position."

"Of course, the rules have to be reasonable."

When Song Tingyu finished saying this, the team that was about to move suddenly stopped.

The freshmen looked at Song Tingyu with a look of impossibility in their eyes.

They knew that Song Tingyu's strength was definitely not comparable to theirs.

In this case, it is probably useless to set any reasonable rules.

But suddenly, a voice sounded from the team.

"Instructor!"

Song Tingyu and the freshmen followed the sound and found that Shan Hanfei was raising his hand, his eyes were shining with eagerness.

"Exit!"

Song Tingyu called Shan Hanfei out of the queue and asked, "Are you ready?"

Shan Hanfei nodded, with a haughty expression on his face.

"What are the rules?"

"How about suppressing your strength to be at the same level as mine, and using my beast to withstand your ten attacks?" Shan Hanfei asked.

"can."

As soon as the words fell, Song Tingyu stretched out a hand, and there were streaks of beige breath from it.

Just as soon as this breath appeared, the freshmen felt that sense of oppression.

But soon, the sense of oppression was much less.

According to Shan Hanfei's rules, Song Tingyu overwhelmed the strength of his peers.

And Shan Hanfei also summoned his own tauren.

Hearing a soft shout, Song Tingyu rushed out like an arrow and attacked Shan Hanfei's tauren.

At the end of the team, He Zhang looked at the two wrestling in front of him and asked Su Qin curiously.

"Boss, do you think it's okay to force brother?"

Su Qin didn't even look at it, so he shook his head: "If you don't make three moves, you will lose."

"Ah this..."

It's so miserable...

Sure enough, after Song Tingyu threw his fist for the third time, the tauren was sent flying, and fell to the ground convulsing.