With Wu Han's roar, the people on the training ground finally calmed down. They looked at Wu Han in surprise, but they didn't expect that the other party's voice would actually shock them like a flat gauze.

"I said, I should be your team leader now-" Wu Han said calmly, "Is this the attitude of our soldiers in the Crazy Dragon Empire toward their superiors?"

When everyone heard this, they stood attentively, and then neat footsteps echoed on the school ground. Then, twenty horizontal lines of forty people appeared on the entire field with a rectangular revitalization. After those Spying stood up, they suddenly "slapped", put their left hand on their waists, their right hand behind their backs, bent their heads, and shouted loudly: "See the sir!" The sound was loud and turbulent.

Wu Han nodded with satisfaction. Looking at the performance of these people, it seemed that their quality was not as unbearable as he imagined. He glanced lightly and Wu Han continued: "If anyone among you doesn't accept me as the leader of this team, you can stand up now!" He saw that although these soldiers had maintained the calmness of soldiers on the surface, they could hear from the previous words that they must still be a little dissatisfied with them.

"You don't have to care about my identity. As long as you are the one who stands up and speaks, I will never do anything to him!" Wu Han smiled slightly. He knew that to make these soldiers obey him, they must have the strength to lay the groundwork!

With Wu Han's words, the training ground, which was so quiet just now, suddenly became boiling. Everyone couldn't help but start whispering, peeking at Wu Han on the wooden platform. Wu Han smiled faintly, and his gorgeous robe was blown by the wind, and his figure looked a little thin.

"I'm not convinced!"

After a while, a big man walked out of the real ritual. He was the first to stand in the forefront of the team. The big man was about two meters tall, and stood at the front of the team soldiers with generally low per capita height, which was a bit outstanding.

"Name, level, position!"

Wu Han looked at the big man who dared to look at him and said lightly.

"The Second Battalion of the Crazy Dragon Empire, the Centurion of the Second Team, Black Skin, and a Third-level Senior Warrior!"

The big man stood proudly in front of Wu Han, not at all because of the other party's identity. His naked upper body, his muscles were full, and he was filled with a potential explosive power. His messy long hair hangs to his ears, and his rough face smells unruly.

When Wu Han heard the big man's answer, he looked up and down at him and suddenly felt that although this person was extremely tall, he had an extraordinary temperament. At least his calm expression was not simple!

"Reason!" Wu Han's face showed a smile and asked briefly.

"I think you, who rely on your identity rather than strength, cannot serve as our commander as a team leader!" The big man showed a trace of determination on his face, and then said.

Wu Han was stunned, his eyes shot at the big man Hei Pi like an electric engine, and said, "How do you know that I am not relying on my own strength?" "Of course I know that everyone in the empire knows that His Highness the Prince is just an intermediate warrior!" Hei Pi said, looking at Wu Han with a calm eyes without fear, and a light green fighting spirit suddenly erupted throughout his body, and said, "And I, a white deputy factory, is already a third-level high-level warrior!"

The third-level warrior was so awesome in front of him! If he was seen by Caesar and Eric, wouldn’t he laugh at their big teeth? Wu Han was a little ridiculous and laughed at the big man. Although he thought he was more courageous, he didn’t seem to be judging the form. It would be too unwise to talk to the superior like this!

As Hei Pi finished his words, several people suddenly walked out of the camp and stood with him, staring at Wu Han, and then each reported his name and level.

All three of them are third-level warriors, and they should have the same purpose as Black Skin.

"Since that's the case--" Wu Han smiled slightly, not angry. Instead, he felt that the more people there were, the better his deterrence could be highlighted. Wu Han jumped off the wooden platform and said lightly to the people in front of him: "Okay, you can use your all your strength to call us! To prove that I am not the leader of this team based on your identity!"

Hei Pi and his men looked at Wu Han and suddenly hesitated. The person in front of him was a prince. If he was not good enough to hurt him, then he, a small centurion, would probably not be able to survive in the empire anymore!

When Wu Han saw the expressions on their faces, he immediately knew what they were thinking. He smiled bitterly in his heart, so he said, "Don't worry about hurting me, because you will definitely not hurt me!" Just kidding, if he was injured by a few third-level warriors, he would be shameless to see the Sanqing Daozun!

Heipi and others looked at Wu Han, who was full of confidence, and then suddenly roared. The four of them rushed towards Wu Han from four directions.

The soldiers behind held their breath and watched the scene. Four light green fighting lights hit Wu Han's body.

A dazzling colorful light flashed by Wu Han's side. The soldiers behind him just blinked their eyes and heard a few screams in their ears. When they opened it, they were surprised to find that the four black-skinned people who had already rushed away were lying on the ground, struggling, looking at Wu Han who was still standing firmly in the audience!

After spreading Xuantian's true energy all over his body, a circle of light green fighting spirit suddenly exploded outside Wu Han's body, which was exactly the same as Hei Pi and the others, and it was also the fighting spirit of the third-level high-level warrior.

When did the Second Highness become a high-level warrior? But how could the senior warrior defeat four warriors of the same level?

Seeing this scene, everyone's faces were full of surprise and confusion, but then something even more surprising happened. Wu Han's fighting spirit suddenly began to gradually darken from light green, and then slowly turned from dark green to light blue. Then, he stayed steadily in the dark blue fighting spirit and did not move at all!

Dark blue fighting spirit!!

Sword Master!!!

A thought flashed through everyone's mind. Looking at Wu Han, who was emitting a dark blue fighting spirit at this moment, his face showed a look of horror. Even the four black-skinned people who were slightly injured on the ground were shocked!

Wu Han disappeared in all the expressions of the people, then smiled slightly, dispersed the fighting spirit on his body, and said with a smile: "Now, are there anyone who doubts what I just said?"

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Chapter completed!