"Good and cruel!" Ao Fang was a little surprised to see Lin Pingzhi's killing technique. Although Ao Fang had not had much contact with Lin Pingzhi, he always acted very gentle and elegantly. Unexpectedly, he was so cold-blooded and ruthless when he started.

After Lin Pingzhi killed the opponent in the competition, he walked out of the ring directly. The soldiers on the side immediately stepped forward to dispose of Lin Pingzhi's opponent's body.

"Next group!" No one was shocked by Lin Pingzhi's killing, because before Lin Pingzhi, there was no idea how many people were killed, and no one would think that Lin Pingzhi's approach was wrong, because the selection of the army was so cruel.

"I'm so lucky. I'm not very powerful!" Lin Pingzhi walked back to Ao Fang and smiled at Ao Fang.

Ao Fang just smiled. Lin Pingzhi was not serious in the game just now. He used a top-grade immortal weapon. It would be no difficulty to defeat the level 6 Golden Immortal who only had a middle-grade immortal weapon. Obviously, Lin Pingzhi deliberately killed his opponent.

"Congratulations!"

"The next one is here, your opponent is also a level 6 golden immortal. You have to be careful!" Lin Pingzhi reminded kindly.

"Thank you, I will be careful!" Ao Fang would not think that Lin Pingzhi really cares about him.

With a scream on the ring, the competition ended and it was Ao Fang's turn to play.

"Next group!"

Since he said that he should be low-key, he should be low-key, and Ao Fang jumped onto the ring gently.

At the same time, Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou, who were bored, ran out of their homes, also came to the military camp.

"Miss Zhiman!"

"Miss Yanrou!"

The soldiers at the gate of the military camp saw Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou coming and bowed respectfully to them.

"Well, has the military trial started?"

"Go back to Miss Zhiman, it has already begun!"

"Sister Yanrou, let's go!" Su Zhiman pulled Jiang Yanrou and walked towards the direction of the military camp training ground. The soldiers at the door did not stop them. The soldiers in the military camp were respectful when they saw the two.

Before Jiang Yanrou and Su Zhiman approached the martial arts training ground, they heard the sound of fighting. There were no shouts of shouting in the selection of the army, only the sound of fighting, because here, everyone could become their enemies or even those who killed themselves, and no one would cheer for those who could become their enemies.

The soldiers in the army have long been commonplace for such selection competitions, and of course they will not make a fuss like ordinary people.

Soldiers kept lifting the bodies of the killed people out of the martial arts training ground and then carrying them to the mass grave. Su Zhiman's expression did not change much, but Jiang Yanrou seemed a little unnatural, perhaps because she felt that those people were pitiful, or perhaps something else.

"Miss Zhiman!"

"Miss Yanrou!"

Under the gaze of the soldiers in the martial arts training ground, Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou walked straight into the martial arts training ground.

"drink!"

"ah!"

There are dozens of knockout matches in the martial arts training ground. The exciting games, exquisite moves, and such an atmosphere make people feel excited.

There is a stand on the side of the martial arts training ground. Since the start of the trial, a handsome man in a light blue robe has been sitting on the stands watching the game. Two strong men stood on the left and right behind the man. They were intimidating with their backs and waists. A pair of tiger eyes also swept around the martial arts training ground.

"Hmm?" The man in the blue robe suddenly saw Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou who had just walked into the martial arts training ground. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly walked towards the two of them.

"It would be great if Brother Aofang could come!" Looking at the dense crowds of people in the martial arts training ground, Su Zhiman murmured softly, his voice being directly covered by the noise in the martial arts training ground, and even Jiang Yanrou, who was very close to her, could not hear it.

"Zhiman, Yanrou!" The man in blue robe walked happily to Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou, and his two subordinates followed closely behind.

"Brother Yunyan, you are here too!" Jiang Yanrou smiled and bowed to the man in the blue robe, showing her ladylike attitude.

Su Zhiman, who was beside him, just glanced at the man in the blue robe, and did not speak, but looked around the martial arts training ground.

The man in the blue robe seemed to have already anticipated Su Zhiman's attitude towards him, and smiled and replied, "Yes, my father asked me to select some people. What are you here to do? Are you here to select people?"

The man in the blue robe's eyes floated from time to time to Su Zhiman, who had not spoken since the man in the blue robe appeared, but Su Zhiman never spoke.

"No, it's Xiaoman who is bored at home, so she wants to come and have a look!"

"Xiaoman, you can find me when you are bored. I'll take you to a walk in another place!" The man in the blue robe seemed to have found the entrance and hurriedly looked at Su Zhiman attentively.

"No need, thank you!" Su Zhiman finally spoke, but what she said was so simple and clear. It seemed that she did not have a good impression of the man in the blue robe, or had a bad relationship with him.

After saying that, Su Zhiman took Jiang Yanrou's hand and walked towards the center of the martial arts training ground.

The man in the blue robe felt very embarrassed, but it was not the first time such an experience happened to him. He could only smile awkwardly and follow with shamelessness.

Perhaps because she was in a bad mood, Su Zhiman, who originally wanted to use the selection to relieve her mood, wandered around the martial arts training ground. She had not found anything that could attract her attention for a long time. Jiang Yanrou was not in a good mood. Su Zhiman didn't say anything, and she kept walking quietly with Su Zhiman.

However, the man who was called "Brother Yun Yan" by Jiang Yanrou was so tired that he followed Su Zhiman and the others, and always took the initiative to express his enthusiasm to Su Zhiman, but Su Zhiman ignored him, and most of the time he never even opened his eyes.

Seeing the man named Yun Yan showing great attentiveness to Su Zhiman, Jiang Yanrou could only shake her head silently and sigh. It was easy to see the man's intention to Su Zhiman. This was no longer new between Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou.

"Zhiman, Brother Yunyan is talking to you!" Yun Yan kept talking, and kept inviting Su Zhiman to this planet, but Su Zhiman closed her mouth tightly and lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Jiang Yanrou couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to reach out and touch Su Zhiman's hand.

"Ah? Sister Yanrou, what did you say just now?"

"Brother Yun Yan..."

When Su Zhiman raised her head, a tall and familiar figure appeared on the ring behind Jiang Yanrou.

"Brother Ao Fang!" Seeing the familiar figure, Su Zhiman immediately smiled.

Jiang Yanrou was stunned. Before she could react, Su Zhiman was already excited and shouted, "Sister Yanrou, look, it's Brother Aofang!"

Hearing Su Zhiman's words, Jiang Yanrou turned around and looked in the direction Su Zhiman pointed, and found that the man in white who had helped him was on the ring behind her. He was fighting with someone else at this moment.

Su Zhiman's originally depressed mood swept away and ran to the ring happily. Jiang Yanrou smiled and ran over.

The soldiers on the ring saw Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou running over and hurriedly saluted. Seeing that the soldiers were so respectful to the two women, the soldiers hurriedly gave in.

"Brother Ao Fang!" Walking to the edge of the ring, Su Zhiman, the Gao surnamed Ao Fang's name softly called out.

Ao Fangzheng was "concentrated" with his opponent. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice from the ring, and he avoided the opponent's attack with difficulty. He turned around and saw Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou standing by the ring.

"Mr. Yunyan!"

"Mr. Yunyan!"

The man in blue robe followed Su Zhiman and the others to the edge of the ring.

"Yanrou, do you know that person?" Seeing that Su Zhiman, who had not smiled, actually smiled when she saw the man in white on the ring, and she was very happy. Even Jiang Yanrou seemed to be very happy. The man in blue robe was very confused and even felt very unhappy.

"Well, I met him when I went out last time!" It was obvious that Ao Fang's appearance also made Jiang Yanrou much happier. I don't know if she was infected by Su Zhiman. Her face was also filled with a sweet smile, which was definitely awesome.

The man in the blue robe immediately released his spiritual sense and checked Ao Fang. The queen found that Ao Fang was a level 6 golden immortal and snorted disdainfully, "So he is a level 6 golden immortal!"

On the ring, in order not to make himself the focus of everyone, Ao Fang used a low-grade immortal weapon, and he intended to show only the level of a level 6 golden immortal, so no one noticed the difference between Ao Fang. On the contrary, Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou, two people who had seen Ao Fang's strength, felt extremely confused when they saw Ao Fang fighting with their opponents for so long.

"Drink!" Ao Fang and his opponent were at a wrong turn, turning around three points faster than his opponent, and raised their sword and stabbed his opponent.

Ao Fang's opponent just stood still and turned around. He found that Ao Fang had already attacked him. It was too late to fight back. He immediately put the sword in front of his chest to resist Ao Fang's attack.

After several rounds of battle, although Ao Fang showed his strength to be in line with a level 6 golden immortal, relying on his exquisite sword moves, Ao Fang still left many scars on his opponent, while Ao Fang had no injuries at all. At most, he deliberately or unintentionally asked his opponent to cut his clothes.

People of the same realm have different strengths. Ao Fang did this to achieve his goal of being low-key, and no one would find him pretending, although the process was a bit frustrating.

Ao Fang had long known that his opponent would not have time to defend his attack, and showed an unknown smile. When the flying sword was about to stab the opponent's flying sword, Ao Fang turned his wrist gently and raised the tip of the flying sword upwards. The sword move that had originally stabbed his opponent's chest suddenly turned into a stab at his throat.

The exquisiteness of Ao Fang's sword moves has been savored by the opponent in previous fights. After the rounds of fighting with Ao Fang, the opponent was beaten by Ao Fang without any temper. Others may not feel it, but Ao Fang's opponent always feels powerless in the fight with Ao Fang. It can even be said that Ao Fang seems to be guiding himself to fight.

This competition may have been carried out from the beginning under Ao Fang's manipulation, but Ao Fang concealed it very well, which made outsiders unable to notice.
Chapter completed!