One Hundred and Ninety Six

One hundred and seventy-six people can officially participate in the next stance competition, and after these rounds of screening, all the rest are elites among the elites.

Among them, there are two or three three-star martial artists, and the weakest one is also a half-step warrior. Chu Yun, a martial arts war with the Qingwu pattern, seems particularly conspicuous. After all, in so many rounds of games, it is hard to say that good luck alone can survive as a Qingwu.

One hundred and seventy-six people stood on the huge main martial arts field, waiting for the command to start the competition. Many of them had already started to form teams. After whispering and discussing, they formed several small teams of twenty people, and teams found a place to start waiting for the start of the competition.

Chu Yun stood there quietly with his sword in his arms. He really didn't take these people seriously. After all, facing a peak of a half-step general, this warrior Wuwei was simply a three-year-old baby. He could kill them all with just one finger.

But I still have to pretend if I need it. Just as I was about to find a team to try to join, I felt someone pulling me behind me.

When he looked back, he saw a cute little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old standing in front of him with her head hanging down and extremely shy.

"Huh? Little sister, are you doing something?" Chu Yun immediately turned into a sunny big brother next door, emitting bright sunshine all over his body, which was so handsome that he didn't look like a person.

The girls who were paying attention to his every move in the audience rolled their eyes at the same time, thinking that this kid's face-changing skills were about to be activated.

The little girl opposite Chu Yun, whose handsome face was as redder as a porcelain doll, looked even more timid and beautiful eyes straightened straight, as if she was firmly attracted by Chu Yun's tallness and sunshine.

"Little sister, are you doing something?!" Chu Yun's deep eyes were shining stars, looking at the little girl with great indulgence.

"Ah..." the little girl exclaimed, then hurriedly covered her little mouth, her face turned redder even more, and she hurriedly said: "Yes...yes...yes...can you...can you...can you...be team with me?!"

"Get a team?" Chu Yun saw such a cute and pretty little girl. How could he bear to refuse when he was a brother? Just as he was about to agree, another voice suddenly sounded next to him.

"Yaoyao, what are you doing? Didn't you see that he is just a Qingwu? Are you dragging him into the team, aren't you afraid of implicating us?" Another disdainful and arrogant voice sounded, and Chu Yun hurriedly looked up and saw a woman in her green skirt walking over with a arrogant step.

"But... but Sister Lan... Our number is not enough! If that happens, we still can't advance to the level." The little girl named Yaoyao said with great concern.

"Then you can't find anyone at will!" Sister Lan glanced at Chu Yun with contempt, and then sneered disdainfully.

Facing this woman's contempt, if Chu Yun had usually beaten up viciously, but how could he be so rude in the face of Yaoyao sister? So he just smiled indifferently: "It's still this Guliang's right thing. I'm just a little Qingwu. If you form a team, you will definitely implicate you. Forget it!"

Yaoyao was anxious, grabbed his wrist, widened her beautiful eyes and said firmly: "How can that be done? Brother, you must form a team with us, otherwise you will be eliminated in an instant. Brother, don't you want to enter the special training camp?"

"Of course I thought about it, but I just worked hard for it. If I can't get in, I can't force it!" Chu Yun's mature words made the little girl Yaoyao even more star-eyed. She grabbed Chu Yun's wrist tightly and said to Sister Lan with great firmness: "I don't care, I want him to form a team with us. If you don't agree, then I quit and I will fight with this big brother!"

Sister Lan rolled her eyes helplessly, then glared at Chu Yun viciously, and whispered to him: "Boy, if you dare to hit my sister Yaoyao, be careful that I will remove you from the top and feed the dog!"

Chu Yun smiled indifferently and sneered in his heart, saying, "It's your luck to be able to join the team!"

Yaoyao dragged her to a corner of the martial arts field and found that there were more than a dozen people standing here, and each of them was not weak. One of the young warriors glanced at Chu Yun, and then looked at Sister Lan next to her with great doubt.

"Lan...Lan Guliang, what's going on? Why did you bring a sewu back? Don't you know that this is the last round of the game? If you lose, we won't be able to get into this year's special training camp."

Lan Guliang sneered and said sarcastically: "It's our sister Yaoyao who is kind and insists on pulling people in."

"Yaoyao, why are you so ignorant? Could it be that he has harmed so many of us who can't pass the test? You are too selfish!" Someone looked at Yaoyao with reproach.

Yaoyao's beautiful eyes suddenly had a layer of charming mist, which scared the man so much that he hurriedly closed his mouth, then turned his head aside and dared not look at her.

"Okay, don't make things difficult for Yaoyao. One more person will have more strength. I think that's it. Boy, you have to lean a little behind later, otherwise you will be kicked out easily." A great man stood up and looked at Chu Yun meaningfully.

"Thank you!" Chu Yun felt annoyed, but in order to make people shocked better, he endured it.

"How can that be done? You can't implicate so many of us because of him alone. You can't let him join the team, otherwise none of us will advance. Don't forget that this is the last round of warriors. If you lose, we won't want to enter the special training camp this year. How can you explain to the superiors after you go back?" Another person stood up and shouted sternly.

"That's right, adding a Qingwu to the team will only become a burden for us. He only needs us to take care of him. How can he do other people's teams?"

"Have you discovered that why can a Qingwu make it into the last round? He must have something outstanding, and may not become a burden to us, but will become a good assistant!"

Everyone expressed their opinions, but most of them did not agree to Chu Yun joining their temporary team, which made Yaoyao feel embarrassed.

"Hmph... No matter what, I'm different from him joining in. If you insist on him coming in, I'll quit!" A man stood up indignantly and shouted angrily.

Everyone was in a dilemma again, after all, there was nothing to say about a Qingwu and a warrior.

When Chu Yun saw this situation, he smiled indifferently and said to Yaoyao: "Thank you for your kindness from Sister Yaoyao. I have always been used to being lonely, so I am afraid that I will not join the team if I don't cooperate well!" After that, he stepped aside and stood alone, quietly waiting for the start of the competition.

Yaoyao wanted to chase after her, but was grabbed by Lan Guliang and whispered in her ear: "Yaoyao, you can't act voluntarily now. Being selected into the special training camp is the most important thing. If we can enter the special training camp, then our family will be proud of us and at the same time they can win the respect of those who underestimated us in the past. What do you think?"

Yaoyao thought about it and nodded in great confusion. She could only lower her head and stand there without saying a word.

Soon, Lan Guliang pulled a half-step martial lieutenant from the side and came back. As a result, those happy people welcomed the man with great affection. Their faces made Chu Yun extremely disgusted. He thought to himself that these people were really too realistic. It seems that he would have to quickly increase his strength. If I change to the label of a half-step martial lieutenant, I think you would even call me, right?

One hundred and seventy-six people were divided into teams of different sizes. The members were all extremely strong. Their purpose was to defeat everyone and leave only these twenty people behind.

Those who haven't collected enough twenty people are just surviving.

But the worst thing is Chu Yun. There is at least ten people. Because of the Qingwu Wenhui on his chest, no one came to invite him to join the team. He was the only one standing there alone, looking extremely desolate and vicissitudes.

Even Yu Ziguang and Long Dong, who were not yet fully aware of Chu Yun's true strength, were worried. This was extremely difficult. If this kid loses, he will completely lose the qualification to participate in the special training camp.

Chu Yun was also secretly paying attention to the status of these teams. One of them was the strongest, and the leader was a one-star martial arts lieutenant. He thought to himself, how could such a powerful strength be kicked into the rematch? Could it be that it was because he was too unlucky that he drew an opponent who was stronger than him? It seems that the selection in recent years was a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

In fact, not only Chu Yun was secretly shocked, but the other teams also had the same mentality. There were 20 people in this strongest team, the strongest one was the One-Star Martial Arts, and the weakest one was the half-step warrior. How to defeat such a strength?

All the teams had developed the tacit understanding they deserved. They were ready to take action at the same time to sink the team of twenty people first, and then their strengths were about to decide the outcome.

But the other party also discovered their intentions, and in the same way, they joined forces with another strong horse, staring at this side with a fierce look.

All the weak teams were stunned at this moment and had to give up this tacit understanding and prepare to find luck in the melee.

Chu Yun has been basically ignored, but he himself cannot ignore himself. He sneered in his heart and said that he would be shocked first, otherwise he would be too shameless. Isn’t I coming to the special training camp just to find more kids? It would be too cowardly to keep this like this.

"Brother Lin, I think our situation is decided, and those wastes are no match for us at all!" Among the strongest team, an elite smiled at a young man led.

"Hmph, if we hadn't been too lucky in the official match, how could we enter the rematch? How could these wastes be our opponents?" The young man Lin, led, sneered twice and said with a smile: "I'll blow the strongest one who just conveyed my eyes first, and the others won't be able to make any trouble!"
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