Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan's heart trembled, the illusion collapsed, and the Yin God escaped. If it appeared hidden, he was infirm, and hurriedly returned to the flesh.

Tian Tian's proud eyes tranced and returned to Xuan Wu Tang. He glanced at his face and smiled: "You're not hurt lightly. ”

Li Qingshan smiled. “Thank you for caring. ”

“I was somewhat worried that in the near future the whole army would compare to whether or not you would take my gift.” I'm proud of the look on your face. 'Please, I'll let you go.'

Li Qingshan indifferently said: “I want to fight ten. ”

“Oh, what a hard mouth. Don't blame me for losing someone! ”

“If there's nothing else, I'm leaving. ”

Li Qingshan did have a hard mouth, he is now weak, no month can definitely recover, but he will never proudly beg for his tail.

Waving proudly, Li Qingshan turned around and walked away. As he was about to walk out the door, he suddenly heard her say: "Get ready to face a mad demon emperor! This is the opening ceremony of the all-army competition. Only win or lose, or I will not spare you! ”

Li Qingshan glanced back at her and turned slightly: “Thank you. ”

The so-called mad demon emperor is probably a warcraft! Knowing each other's battles is endless, as long as he knows what his opponent is, he can make a lot of arrangements beforehand. In fact, he already has some ideas.

After Li Qingshan left, Qingtian shook his head proudly: "Damn kid, he's hurt and still dragging! This time, my heart is soft for you to show me the cold blood. ”

Thinking about this, the color of the gods is a little heavy. The situation at Cold Blood is really weird. It is by no means as simple as slaughtering Wancheng and turning it into a warcraft. It is a purposeful slaughter prepared, and the Demon King of the Demon Emperor has been cleaned up beforehand.

But what is it all about?

The sky looks up to the sky with pride, only the dark clouds overhang and the snow is bright.

Li Qingshan left Xuanwu Tang and did not go directly back to the Gray Stone Tower. Xiao 'an is probably focusing on practicing. He is in a state where he is unable to practise today, and the solidity sneaks up in the city.

This laid-back gesture, laid-back look, appeared a little dazzling in the midst of a rushing, fierce sergeant on the street. A lot of people recognized him, but they were all disgraced, and no one came up to salute him.

Had it not taken into account Li Qingshan's identity strength, there might have been a lot of people coming up to provoke the search.

Li Qingshan not only offended Li Qingyan, but nearly humiliated the entire army of fire. The Xuan Wu Regiment was again acquitted with the proud grudge of Heaven.

In fact, if that were the case, it would not be enough for ordinary soldiers to be so hostile to him. Instead, they might gain a lot of respect. After all, they worship the strong in the army.

Recently, however, he had made Abbot Yangon unconscious and had become the most serious sinner in the eyes of the general.

Abbot Yangon is responsible not only for purifying the earth and recording meritorious deeds, but also for cleansing the warlords of their magic. Otherwise, it is easy to burn into demons and even become demons.

He adhered to the concept of the equality of all beings in pure earth, was friendly and friendly, had excellent relations in Black Cloud City, and did not know how many people benefited from his grace, especially the patronage of the lower sergeant.

So Li Qingshan is now notorious. Because as a disciple of entry, he is a general, so he now has an Elephant, called the "General of the Climb.”

Li Qingshan's hearing is so good, he can always hear countless broken sounds, nothing good at all. Spare him the spacious breasts and the itchy teeth he hates.

All of a sudden I heard shouting and fighting and shouting and cursing and scattered those crumbling thoughts.

Curious, he turned around a tower and came to a school campus.

There were only two or three thousand people who saw the black pressure on their heads, surrounded by a ring in the center of the campus cheering and cursing.

There are two sergeants fighting hard: one with a spear in light armor and one with a knife shield in heavy armor.

Though they are the lower sergeants who have never even survived a day of robbery, they are war bears and killers, and each time they fight, they lead to a wave of noise.

“What is this?” Li Qingshan grabbed the outermost young sergeant watching the bustle.

The young sergeant's eyeballs stared straight at the stage and didn't look back: “You're new here, aren't you? I don't even know that. It's a big battle for the whole army! ”

Li Qingshan was surprised: “The whole army has begun! Isn't it half a month? ”

“Alas, you really don't know anything, the whole army started in the winter! ”

Li Qingshan touched his chin and guessed that this was probably a selection, and half a month later that was the final.

He guessed well, because in the winter, the wind and snow were brisk and cold, and the army was unable to travel. Apart from small-scale reconnaissance and assassinations, the situation is essentially truce.

Millions of army turtles shrink in the barracks of the Black Cloud City generation. They are also bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty men. If they don't find something to do, something will happen. So in the winter of each year, the whole army hosts big fights.

In order to inspire the sergeants' enthusiasm, not only do they receive substantial rewards, but they also directly determine their position in the army.

Even the lowest sergeant, if he can get the rank, can show his face at the "finals" that Li Qingshan is going to participate in, it is not only an honor, if he can get into the eyes of a certain general, he can be promoted immediately, or selected as a close soldier, or even get practiced kung fu, and officially enter the practice.

Every year, many of these lucky people are born.

And because the winter here is so long, basically half the time is fighting the demons, the other half is fighting the whole army, the two most important promotion paths in the army. The latter, though often dead, is much safer than killing with the demons, naturally raising the enthusiasm of the entire army.

Even the unsuccessful can bet a few happy games if they believe in their eye luck. Those soldiers on the road who are in a hurry and have a harsh look are either going to fight or they are going to fight.

In the meantime, cheers are pouring straight into the sky.

On the ring, the spear-held sergeant grabbed the blossom and pierced the gap in the opponent's waist armor.

The young sergeant's excited face was red and he could win a lot this time.

Li Qingshan laughed: “He lost! ”

The voice fell, the sergeant with the knife shield, decisively threw away the park knife, grabbed the iron spear, regardless of the wound, suddenly held the shield forward. Bang your opponent down the ring.

The cheer faded and was replaced by another cheer, like a backwave.

Young Sergeant Stone scolded, and then turned around and stunned: “Hey, why do I think you look so familiar? Ah! You're climbing...”

“Climb what?” Li Qingshan's eyes pounded, and the young sergeant hurriedly changed his words: “General... ”

Li Qingshan's reputation no longer stinks, it's not like a lower sergeant can humiliate him face to face, but that sounds like he just saved a word of "land”.

Li Qingshan is angry, my low profile is not your forced capital. A knife knocked the young sergeant unconscious, threw him off campus, grabbed the iron helmet in his arms and put it on his head and walked towards the center of the campus.

“Grandson, squeeze what! Get back in the back! ”

Squeeze the crowd in a shout and come down to the ring. Sergeant Knife Shield also stepped down to heal the wounds. There was no one on the ring. He jumped to the ring, and in front of everyone, his arms shouted:

“Long live Li Qingshan! ”