20demayo 63. New recruit training begins
63. New recruit training begins
Han Hu walked to the front of the stage, coughed twice to clear his throat, and then used his soul power to announce loudly, "Today is the opening day of the training camp once again. Logically speaking, it should be a happy day. But to be honest, I am very disappointed."
After saying that, he pointed to the freshmen who were running, "The freshmen are getting worse and worse. I still remember when I first led the youth training camp. There were 25 people in the class, and only one person was late because of his martial spirit. But now, there are 19 people in the class, and only 3 people are not late."
"What does this mean? It means that the people of Arctic City have become lazy! They are not as energetic as your fathers were! This is very sad and pitiful."
"Because you are the future of the great Ice City, but I can hardly see a bright future for Ice City in you."
"All I see now is pitch-black darkness."
"In that case, as the head instructor, I have an obligation to teach you until I can see hope in you."
"Therefore, I have decided that, starting today, anyone among you who dares to be late for or fail to assemble will be punished by me personally. If you repeat the offense after being punished, then you can forget about staying in the training camp and go home to enjoy the cribs your parents have prepared for you!"
As he finished speaking, Han Hu stopped being polite and released his martial soul. Eight spirit rings slowly emerged from behind him, showcasing his aura as an eight-ring Soul Douluo to the fullest!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
The optimal Soul Ring combination for a powerful, offensive eight-ring Soul Douluo!
His aura was so captivating that it was like a demon emanating from him. Even though Han Hu had reduced his strength, it still caused a large number of students to fall to the ground, and many who were able to resist bent over.
At this point, only five trainees remained standing. Four were in the "Heaven" camp, and the last one was surprisingly in the "Yellow" camp.
This immediately attracted the attention of the instructors and the students of the Tianzi Camp.
Who else could be standing in the Yellow Banner camp but Ling Bingtian?
Originally, Ling Bingtian wasn't very able to withstand Han Hu's terrifying aura, but just as the aura spread to his body, the Frost Dragon torso bone at Ling Bingtian's spine stopped drying.
As the most powerful and proud creature in the world, how could a dragon allow the mere presence of a small tiger to overwhelm it?
Therefore, the Frost Dragon's torso bones automatically released some of the sealed energy, helping Ling Bingtian stand up straight and greatly reducing the pressure on him.
This is what makes Ling Bingtian stand out.
Han Hu looked at Ling Bingtian, a hint of appreciation flashing in his majestic tiger eyes, but he didn't say anything more.
After releasing his oppressive aura for nearly two minutes, Han Hu finally withdrew his martial soul, and the eight spirit rings dissipated as well.
"Each battalion should conduct its own training. I don't want to see this situation again."
"Yes, sir." The eight instructors bowed to Han Hu, then jumped down from the platform and walked towards the trainees.
At this moment, the trainees who had been knocked to the ground gradually stood up.
The senior students remained expressionless, while many of the freshmen showed expressions of fear as they continued running, panting. It's likely that many of them were longing for the warmth of their families.
Seeing Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao get up, Ling Bingtian didn't say much. It was normal to be overwhelmed, but as long as they worked hard in the future, it wasn't impossible for them to withstand this kind of pressure.
Seeing the four instructors walking towards the Yellow Battalion, Ling Bingtian realized that the Heaven Battalion probably didn't have any instructors.
This proves that the training camp believes that the students in the top-tier camp have already graduated ahead of schedule.
"Interesting. I'll be going in soon too." Ling Bingtian thought to himself as he watched the four figures of the Heavenly Battalion silently depart.
"Hey, you little rascals, we meet again. So, how many of you are planning to stay in our Yellow Battalion this year?" At this moment, a flippant voice came from behind. Ling Bingtian looked over and saw one of the four instructors, three men and one woman, walking towards them.
The other three are the cold-faced instructor who just spoke, Fan Xiang, and a female instructor who looks very kind.
The person who spoke, though dressed in iron armor, had a mocking look in his eyes and a sarcastic tone that made Ling Bingtian feel as if he were seeing a gangster.
"There are such beings in the Extreme Ice Army?" Ling Bingtian felt like three question marks might pop up above his head.
"How did a hoodlum like that get into the Arctic Army and even the youth training camp?"
However, the senior students in the Yellow Camp did not refute him. Many of them looked at him with dead fish eyes, their eyes revealing deep resentment.
"Heh!" Gai Liuzi let out another mocking laugh, but the playfulness in his eyes gradually turned cold.
"Classmates, I think none of you want to graduate still as members of the Yellow Battalion, right?"
"If you don't have that in mind, then you should really work harder during this training period. Get your soul power to level 12 as soon as possible, and then pass two of the four major assessments to get promoted to the Xuan-level camp. I'm getting tired of looking at you guys every day." Gai Liuzi spoke without any politeness, but surprisingly, none of the veteran students in the Huang-level camp dared to refute him.
"Alright, those three freshmen stay here. The rest of you seniors, come with me to train. Don't let them all be stuck here while others have already been promoted to the Xuan-level camp and gone out to take on missions." Gai Liuzi added one last stab without any politeness, and then urged the seniors in the Huang-level camp to leave.
Before leaving, he gave Ling Bingtian a meaningful look, clearly aware of his identity and abilities.
The last blow he delivered to the senior students was probably directed at Ling Bingtian.
Of course, Ling Bingtian didn't have time to pay attention to him and the female instructor who had also left.
Because their two instructors, who were specifically assigned to the new students, had already arrived.
Coincidentally, the two were acquaintances: one was the cold-faced instructor who had just given a lecture, and the other was Fan Xiang.
At this moment, Fan Xiang looked at the three of them, but instead of greeting them as usual, he maintained the same poker face as the cold-faced instructor and stared at them.
"You three have good awareness of teamwork, keep it up," the cold-faced instructor said calmly. "My name is Leng Ming, and this is Fan Xiang. You can call me Instructor Leng from now on."
"Yes." *3
Ling Bingtian and the other two bowed and agreed, then stood still, awaiting Leng Ming's next instructions.
"I've reviewed your files, young master. You won't need to undergo the usual training. Based on your specific circumstances, we will arrange specialized courses for you."
"As for the two of them, let them train with the team. I will also arrange special time for them to practice martial arts."
After speaking calmly for a long time, Leng Ming gestured for Fan Xiang to take Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao away.
Fan Xiang accepted the order without hesitation, raised his hand to signal Wang Dayu and Yuan Chao, and the two of them cooperated and left with him.
They were heading to the finish line of the running lap, where they would wait for everyone else to finish before starting their own training.
"Let's go, young master, I'll take you to where you should be training."
Ling Bingtian, who was watching Wang Dayu and the other two leave, was drawn in by Leng Ming's words. Looking at Leng Ming, who had already turned and walked away, he secretly sighed and thought to himself, "He's really got personality." He then followed after him.