Dragon Blood God of War

While speaking, the No. 2 warrior was already fighting with the purple electric giant.

This time the battle was not as straightforward as the first time. The warrior No. 2 was holding a long sword, and he was actually a sword warrior. He also understood the first level of the sword. The sword in his hand was very fast, and the wind was blowing. Chidianqing, in terms of speed, was actually faster than this purple electric giant. As soon as it started, the sound of crackling swords and steel could be heard.

It's a pity that the attack of the No. 2 warrior was unable to destroy the defense of the purple electric giant.

Roar!

The runes on the purple electric giant flashed, and a huge amount of imperial spiritual energy was sucked in by it, and then released in the form of an attack. At this time, the two fists of the purple electric giant collided together, stimulating a large amount of energy. The electric current instantly locked onto Warrior No. 2.

"Region!" Warrior No. 2 gritted his teeth and used his domain to suppress the purple electric giant!

This is his way of keeping the bottom of the box.

Boom boom boom!

It is a pity that even those in the seventh level of the Tianwu Realm were unable to defeat the purple electric giant. The emperor's spiritual energy gathered crazily, and the purple electric giant punched the ground with a bang, immediately sending the No. 2 warrior flying!

"No!" Warrior No. 2 let out a desperate scream.

The purple electric giant was an emotionless puppet, and he punched the No. 2 warrior to pieces. Fell to the ground.

Snapped!

As this sound faded to the ground, everyone's mood also fell to the bottom.

The selection of this Netherworld Army is really cruel.

"Next one." Commander Qi Bing glanced at everyone with his cold eyes, showing no pity for the death of the second warrior.

The warrior number three quickly jumped down.

Summing up the experience of the previous warrior, he chose to choose the ferocious beast. After about a quarter of an hour of fighting, he killed the ferocious beast.

However, even if he killed the opponent, he did not perform amazingly, so none of the four examiners allowed him to pass.

The warrior could only go down frustrated.

Time gradually passed, and the approximate time each warrior spent, on average, should be within a quarter of an hour. At each hour, only a dozen or more people were selected, and more people received one or two. There are very few people who can pass three, and there are basically no people who can pass four. It can be seen that everyone has different opinions, and it is indeed very difficult to get the approval of the four examiners.

Long Chen was ranked over 300, and a day had passed before it was his turn. From this, it can be seen that this selection is expected to last ten days. Only then did Long Chen realize that the selection took such a long time. The selection took place once a month, and it actually took ten days.

This resulted in the selected Nether Army being all very outstanding.

There are all masters present, and ten days can only be considered a short time for them.

In the early morning of the next day, it was almost Long Chen's turn. In this day, he saw a lot. He also learned a lot from the battles of those warriors, and summarized a lot of his shortcomings, among which He tried to activate the True Martial Emperor Soul, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that even watching other people's battles would be of great help to his own understanding. The Martial Soul was gradually growing stronger, and he had a hunch that it was very likely that in a short time, he would be able to Taking another step forward and reaching the fifth level of Tianwu Realm, he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

Although Long Chen and Song Yuchun were related sequentially, there were more than a dozen places where numbers were distributed, so there was a difference of more than a dozen numbers between the two. Before Long Chen, this Song Yuchun had already appeared.

Seeing his grandson, Song Yang showed a smile.

This is very rare for this ice-faced person. In the previous battles, less than three people were approved by Song Yang. His harsh conditions made everyone frightened.

Song Yuchun coughed, and in the eyes of everyone, he arranged his long hair very proudly, and then said to the four examiners: "Hello, seniors, I am Warrior No. 371 , the name is Song Yuchun."

It was inconvenient for him to tell his relationship with Song Yang in public. Otherwise, it will not be so easy for the other party to let go.

So far, only seven people have received more than three passes.

"The opponent I chose is the puppet!" After looking around for a week, Song Yuchun said very confidently.

Under the control of the Netherworld Army, what came out turned out to be a horse-type puppet. This puppet looked like a horse and a sheep. His whole body is covered with rings of fluff, his eyes are a little dull, and his neck is very long, but he has a very domineering aura about him. Although he looks frustrated, his fighting ability is probably not low. In terms of appearance alone, this puppet is countless times worse than the Zidian Giant. On this puppet, yellow runes flashed.

"It turned out to be a grass mud horse."

The crowd burst into laughter.

This puppet beast is a kind of ugly puppet that was created as a prank. It is called this because it looks a bit like an animal. But don't underestimate it because of its appearance. This grass and mud horse has very powerful lethality.

Song Yuchun fought against the puppet Cao Mu Ma.

Hearing the roar of laughter from above, Song Yuchun's face turned pale. He was really unlucky today. But what he didn't know was that this grass-mud horse was actually arranged by his grandfather. Although it was a bit ugly, in fact, its combat effectiveness was the lowest among all the ferocious beasts and puppets.

"Quiet." Song Yang, one of the thousand captains, snorted coldly.

There was a power in his voice that shocked the soul. Everyone felt that Ito was in their head and had to stop laughing.

Below, Song Yuchun, who became angry and angry, began to fight fiercely with the grass mud horse. The puppet seemed weak, but its body was not much worse than the previous purple electric giant. Every time it collided, it could explode with powerful impact. This is why it can The reason why he became one of the test puppets selected by the Netherworld Army.

Song Yuchun was worthy of being an elder in the divine martial realm, and the techniques he practiced were all special. At this time, he actually used a god-level combat skill and directly shattered the puppet. However, he was also very embarrassed. After rolling on the ground several times, he finally realized what he was doing.

Among the participating warriors, there are quite a few who have god-level combat skills. Among the three hundred people, there are about twenty. However, there are very few who can use it as perfectly as Jiang Jinglong. Song Yuchun can only be regarded as just able to do so. It’s just a god-level skill. It will take a long time to think about it until it is complete.

Moreover, from his battles, Long Chen could see many problems, such as lack of combat experience, exaggerated movements, etc.

It can be said that if someone else performed this way, they would only get two passes at most.

"Seniors, please comment!"

After adjusting his clothes, Song Yuchun tossed his long hair very coquettishly, and then looked at the four examiners. His eyes were more focused on his grandfather, with a look of pleading in his eyes. In fact, he also I know that my strength seems to be a little bit behind compared to other people who passed, but with a grandfather as the examiner, what does this mean?

On the stage, Song Yang smiled helplessly.

In a place where others could not see, Song Yang's hand gently touched Jiang Shi next to him. Jiang Shi understood and touched another examiner. The examiner notified Qi Bing again. In this way, invisibly, All four of them knew that this was Song Yang's grandson.

As we are both captains, we still have to give this favor.

So Qi Bing said directly: "The attack is fast and the god-level combat skills are used well. I will give you a pass. Keep up the good work!"

"Thank you, senior Qi Bing!" Song Yuchun expected all this.

Getting a pass was nothing, but then, the second examiner also gave Song Yuchun a pass. At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the third examiner, Jiang Shi. Jiang Shi was under great pressure for a while, but as long as three passed, it was enough. In order to ease the mood of others, he waved his hand directly and said: " In my opinion, it’s still a little bit short, so I won’t pass.”

In the end, the decision was given to Song Yang.

Song Yang was known for his harshness. Since the beginning of the war, he said that only a dozen warriors had passed. And most of them have become prepared Nether Army.

Everyone's eyes fell on Song Yang.

"He is a talent that can be created, pass." At this moment, Song Yang said something that made others unconvinced.

"What? We can pass this level even if we are blind."

"I'm not convinced."

Many people made a noise, especially those who performed well but were dismissed.

"Shut up, everyone. If anyone questions our decision again, we can kill you!" Qi Ling glanced at everyone and said with a cold snort.

Everyone could only swallow the unwillingness in their hearts.

This result had already been expected by Long Chen. For the captain, arranging a junior to join the Netherworld Army is not a big deal. Even the top leaders of the Netherworld Army don't care much, and Song Yuchun's strength is not ridiculously bad.

In the Colosseum, Song Yuchun walked out of the Colosseum proudly and sat down in a seat not far behind Song Yang. He greeted one of the Netherworld Army and said: "Wait a while and there will be a person with a mask between his eyebrows." A young man with a thin gray line comes on stage, please help tell my grandpa that this person has a conflict with me and cannot be allowed to pass."

The Netherworld Army hesitated for a moment, but nodded and told Song Yang this sentence.

"What a little bastard." Song Yang smiled helplessly.

He had not seen his grandson for many years. As a grandfather, Song Yang couldn't bear to refuse his request.