The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

After hearing Song Qilin's words, everyone present felt excited.

If you can climb up when you first come to Jinyiwei, it will be of great help to your future career.

According to Song Qilin's request, everyone quickly divided into groups to fight at the training ground.

Tang Yu naturally joined in.

Many of the Jinyiwei present are all at the Fusion Realm. If placed in the southern and northern regions, they would be considered masters. However, in the Jinyiwei terrorist organization, they are only at the grassroots level.

Without such strength, Jin Yiwei would not have gained the emperor's trust so much.

The first person to fight against Tang Yu was a bald man with a sinister face. This guy looked fierce and had scars all over his face. He stared at Tang Yu's ridiculously handsome face and sneered.

"How dare a pretty boy sneak into the Imperial Guard? Have you seen the scars on my body? This is a man's honor!"

"I see, you are often bullied outside."

Tang Yu said sympathetically.

"..."

The bald man with a sinister face was so angry that he mobilized the true energy in his body and was about to take action. Tang Yu raised his hand and punched him without thinking.

At this moment, the bald man vaguely heard the words "Steamed Shrimp Head" in his ears, and was knocked out of the duel venue by a punch. He rolled several times on the ground before he stabilized his body.

The bald male cultivator opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at Tang Yu with a horrified expression.

This punch made him feel an overwhelming force, and the true energy in his body was suppressed.

It's like an animal has encountered a natural enemy.

This kind of restraint is unreasonable!

Song Qilin and Baihu, a Jin Yiwei guard next to him, subconsciously looked at Tang Yu.

In just a few breaths, he killed an opponent of the same level?

"This boy's strength should not be underestimated. Master Qianhu has found a talented person to come back. If he can be trained, he will surely make a lot of contributions to our middle and rear office in the future."

The Jin Yiwei Baihu praised.

Among the ten Western institutes of Jin Yiwei, their middle and rear institutes were at the bottom. It was not because they had less meritorious service, but because they had no good opportunities to make meritorious deeds at all.

The reason for this is precisely because his immediate boss, Qianhu Song Qilin, has no background and climbed up by his own means and strength.

The other thirteen thousand households either have strong family relationships or have good friends.

All the good things were shared by those people.

It was only with a little leftovers that they could find a place like their stepmother.

Therefore, there is a joke circulating within Jinyiwei that they would rather serve as a general bannerman in another institution than become a hundred households in the Zhonghou Institution.

"maybe."

The corners of Song Qilin's mouth turned up and he felt much better. A subordinate who was smart and capable could help with a lot of things.

Especially those troublesome things on his hands.

If he can solve the same problem, it will be a great achievement for himself.

After a few hours passed.

Tang Yu and other Westerners were the only ones still standing on the field.

This time they are not fighting alone, but the five of them are fighting independently, not only testing their strength, but also testing each other's resourcefulness.

Tang Yu fought with each punch all the way, winning the most easily.

So from the beginning, other Westerners subconsciously focused on Tang Yu's biggest threat.

Tang Yu looked at the Westerner with a smile, stamped his feet and silently recited "Mixue Bingcheng" in his heart.

In an instant, snowflakes fell on the duel venue, which was not too spacious.

Because the area is not large, the density and falling speed of snowflakes are much faster than usual.

The Westerners reacted quickly after noticing the falling snowflakes.

This guy starts with a magical power!

"Deal with him first."

One of the Westerners shouted, summoned his Dharma form and rushed towards Tang Yu.

The other three people did not dare to hesitate. They could feel that this person's understanding of the avenue far exceeded theirs.

If they don't join forces, they will definitely lose!

The huge dharma image of Xizun contains the power of different avenues and attacks Tang Yu together.

Seeing the Westerner becoming anxious, an illusory white disk appeared behind Tang Yu.

A word slowly appeared on the disk.

urgent!

In an instant, the Western Dharma image was shattered.

The severe pain from the soul forcibly interrupted Xiren's attack. Xiren endured the pain and quickly retreated, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Where did this inexplicable spiritual attack come from?

Could it be that if you get close to this kid, you will be attacked?

At this moment, the effect of Mixue Ice City began to appear, the flow of true energy in Xiren's body began to slow down, and the spiritual energy in the air began to dissipate.

The entire duel ground turned into a dead and silent place without spiritual energy.

Realizing that I didn't have the upper hand, the Westerners' expressions changed drastically, and they all gritted their teeth and prepared to use their own methods to beat the odds.

"Okay."

Before the Westerner could fight, Song Qilin ended the battle with one sentence.

His eyes fell on the Westerners and he said lazily: "You Xiren are already very good. From now on, you will be Xiaoqi, and you will choose ten people from everyone present to be your subordinates."

"Yes!"

Although Westerners are unwilling to do so, they are helpless.

That pretty boy is a bit too capable, and the Westerners can't take any advantage by joining forces. Even if they use the means of undermining the situation, they may not be able to take advantage.

"Tang Yu, from now on you are the commander-in-chief. The affairs of Xisifang will be left to you. You will be in charge of Ximing Xiaoqi and the rest of Xisifang."

Song Qilin smiled slightly at Tang Yu with a look of satisfaction, walked to Tang Yu and patted his shoulder.

"Good job."

"I will definitely live up to your great love."

"Lao Zhang, take them to the Xisi room."

Song Qilin said hello to the Jinyiwei Baihu next to him and strode away.

The Jin Yiwei Baihu surnamed Zhang waved to everyone: "Follow me."

Because the Xisi Room was established recently, an area was temporarily divided into the Zhonghou Institute.

As the commander-in-chief, Tang Yu has a dedicated study room to work, while Xiaoqi and other Jin Yiwei work in another room.

In addition, there are several caves that look like ordinary houses nearby, which can be used as dormitories for everyone.

Here, the spiritual energy is much richer than in the outside world. Being able to live here and practice is one of the benefits of Jinyiwei.

"Mr. Tang Qi, this small house is yours to use."

Zhang Baihu pointed to one of the small houses. As the person in charge of Xisifang, special treatment of this level was nothing.

The other Jin Yiwei present looked at Tang Yu with some envy.

Being able to have a small cave of your own to practice in a place like this is a treat that makes people jealous indeed.

"Thank you Zhang Baihu."

Tang Yu cupped his fists and thanked him.

"You're welcome, Senhu-sama is very nice to you, just do your best."

Although Zhang Baihu is three levels higher than Tang Yu in Jinyiwei, his attitude is quite polite. After all, Master Qianhu is optimistic that this kid will definitely not have to run away when he becomes Baihu in the future.

Then he told everyone about the rules and tasks of the Xisi Room and so on.

The main task of the Xisifang was specially set up to catch thieves and other miscellaneous tasks.

There are even chores such as repairing Kyoto's large and small restrictions and cleaning up.

Upon hearing these tasks, everyone present looked a little unhappy.

The dignified Jin Yiwei still wants to do such a job that only requires his hands?