Everyone thought Qin Hao was too crazy!

Even Mr. Mu has to give Mao Zhengzhi some shame even if he dares to speak to him like this!

Mao Zhengzhi looked at Qin Hao and said in a deep voice: "The Western Canglang can naturally afford to lose...but the four major military regions compete in the combat effectiveness of soldiers, not personal force. It is not as good as the Western Canglang and the South China Flying Dragon each selecting 100 people, and conducting a drill in a month to see who has better overall strength. It can be regarded as a drill for the competition in a few months. How about it?"

Mr. Mu took a step and came to the martial arts platform, staring at Mao Zhengzhi, showing a hint of dissatisfaction. He was about to persuade Qin Hao, but he didn't expect Qin Hao had already opened his mouth and said, "I wonder what the lottery will be this time? You know, the soldiers in the South China Military Region are very busy... but they don't have time to play house with some brats from the Western Canglang."

Ouyang Ning'er, Wu Qi and Zheng Zong all stayed there.

The Western Canglang is the leading military region in China. The soldiers trained in it are all the prides of heaven, but they are described by Qin Hao as little kids at this time?

They once again saw the other side of Qin Hao.

"The Western Canglang spends 500 million in the next quarter, what's the lottery?"

"Yes... it's better to add another one. If the South China Flying Dragon wins, there is no need for the Western Canglang to participate in the military competition a few months later. Of course, if the South China Flying Dragon loses, the South China Flying Dragon will be disbanded on the spot as you wish. How about?"

"One word is determined."

"See you on the battlefield in January."

Mao Zhengzhi bowed to Mr. Mu, said sorry, and led the people from the Western Canglang to leave without looking back.

Qin Hao did not forget to wave his hand and said, "Thank you for your generous donation..."

Needless to say, the people of Canglang in the West have already hated Qin Hao to death.

Old Mu looked at Qin Hao burntly: "Are you sure?"

"No."

Old Mu was stunned and didn't know what to say.

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In the drill venue, everyone's cheers ended before they even started, and their admiration for Qin Hao instantly turned into hatred.

"Are you proud? You are so proud, what's your business? But in a month you have a chance to give yourself glory!" Qin Hao laughed and said, "In a month, you will officially face the Western Lang. You are only allowed to win but not lose. Have you heard of it?"

No one answered.

They knew the combat power of the Western Canglang. They were beaten to meet the Western Canglang in the last military competition and had no power to resist. This time Yan Ziyi was defeated. I think it was clear how much hatred those guys were in their hearts. They would definitely retaliate in one month!

"Did you hear it?" Qin Hao roared angrily.

"I heard it!" Ouyang Ning'er shouted first.

"I heard it!" Everyone took Yu Qin Hao's tyrannical power and shouted one by one.

Qin Hao nodded; "The soldiers I brought out of Qin Hao have not lost... I have been cheering me up for twelve points in the next month, because the purgatory training has begun from now on!"

Purgatory!

Everyone's hearts sank, and all the joy disappeared.

The next day, at 5 a.m.

Wu Qi and Zheng Zong looked directly in surprise at the front of the queue. A team of 100 people was neat and orderly, with iron-clad bones. You could feel the killing aura from a distance.

"Is this?" Wu Qi asked.

"This is the Dragon Legion formed by me. In the next month, your opponent will be them. No matter day or night, you cannot relax your guard until you can defeat my Dragon Legion!"

Zheng Zong looked at the team of 100 people opposite. Although he was vigilant, he still had confidence. They are soldiers trained by the country. Everyone in the South China Feilong has received strict training. In addition to the four major military regions, which other troops would be their opponents?

But soon, the Dragon Legion led by Chen Xiaoer and Lu Mingxuan began to charge, and quickly shattered the confidence of these playboys.

Almost as tiring as hell, the impact of the Dragon Legion destroyed the Flying Dragons team in South China.

Defeat each one.

Bang!

Chen Xiaoer punched Wu Qi in the face, making the other party's nose and face swollen.

Bang!

Lu Mingxuan pressed on Zheng Zong and tried two-pronged approaches, making Zheng Zong unable to fight back.

It’s not that the single force Lu Mingxuan and Chen Xiaoer are strong, but that the Dragon Legion has experienced dozens of battles. Under the training of Lie Xinghen, coupled with the nourishment of Qin Hao’s Qi Condensation Pills and the tempering of the Dragon Body Forging Technique, this team has long been terrifyingly strong. At this time, it is thunder.

How could these rookies fight against?

Qin Hao continued to lie on his back under the big banyan tree, watching the almost unequal battle.

On this day, South China Feilong suffered an unprecedented failure and blow.

Even Ouyang Ning'er was not spared. After surrendering, she was punched several times by a few guys who didn't know how to cherish the beauty. So, there was a punch mark in Ouyang Ning'er's beautiful eyes.

As for Wu Qi and Zheng Zong, the group of people were even more terrible, and they were beaten up to doubt their lives.

These playboys finally understood what purgatory is!

However, this is just the beginning.

At night, everyone thought they could have a rest, but as soon as they entered a shallow sleep, the alarm sounded!

With a bang, a group of guys in Shenlong uniforms rushed into the dormitory and beat the playboys again without any discrimination.

"Damn, I won't play anymore! These devils!"

"I can't do it anymore. I'll fight with them. Do you really think we're easy to bully? Do you do it!"

"Bastard! I'm angry! Do you understand how to be merciful!" Ouyang Ning'er was also angry.

So the South China Feilong organized a counterattack.

As a result, I was beaten even worse.

Chen Xiaoer grabbed Wu Qi's neck and fisted left and right: "Do you accept it!"

Purgatory!

The group of playboys in South China Feilong are about to collapse... But during this period, they also kept working hard, constantly gathering the cohesion of the team, constantly improving their strength, constantly studying tactics, and constantly analyzing the enemy's strength.

After seven days of defeat and being abused, the South China Feilong finally had some strength to fight against the Dragon Legion, and was no longer completely passively beaten.

"Sunday, brothers, I don't believe that I can't beat these bastards, go ahead!"

"Combined, act in concert, and follow Ning'er's tactics."

"Okay, do it!"

However, something that made them desperate happened.

The Second Dragon Legion joined forces with the First Legion to participate in the battle and successfully attacked.

The South China Feilong was beaten into a pig's head again, and Ouyang Ning'er's eyes were filled with fists.

If you don't die in silence, you will burst out in silence.

The people from South China Feilong tried their best.

But the result is cruel.

Twenty days.

There were hundreds of battles of all sizes, and the South China Feilong was defeated! And it was a crushing defeat!

And it is useless to surrender and admit defeat, and you will be beaten even worse.

The only way is to kill the enemy.

Fighting day and night.

The South China Flying Dragon finally condensed into the spirit that Qin Hao expected!
Chapter completed!