
On that day, 670 people were chosen as the candidates for Mu Qingge's Guards.
He had once told Mu Xiong that after ten days, a hundred and seventy people would be returned.
Today is the tenth day.
Mu Qingge walked out of the alchemy room early in the morning. After taking a bath, he brought Mo Yang out of the mansion gate and came to an empty place where Mu's army was stationed.
Six hundred and seventy, neatly arranged. The armor on his body had been removed according to Mu Qingge's instructions, leaving only the fitting underwear and army boots.
These teenagers, with green faces on their faces, had been forged by the battlefield with a hint of sunlight and iron blood.
Mu Qingge looked around and was somewhat satisfied with the candidate this time around.
As long as they could survive his training, he would lead them to new heights and give them a completely different world.
“Mo Yang, is everything ready?” Mu Qingge said to Mo Yang beside her.
Mo Yang stood up with the cloth bag in his hand, and said to Mu Qing: "Little Master, everything is ready."
"okay." Mu Qingge lightly nodded her jaw and ordered: "Send everything."
Mo Yang picked up the cloth bag and walked towards the six hundred and seventy people, amidst everyone's shock, he opened the cloth bag and took out the contents.
"Fabric?"
After picking up the items handed over by Mo Yang, everyone grew even more confused.
That day, they stood out from the small Lord Ferguson's unique selection method, who had thought they would soon become the protectors of the little Lord God. But he did not want to, Little master actually left them for ten days.
They held back the strange gazes of the other comrades in arms who had looked at them in the past ten days, as well as all kinds of unpleasant guesses, that had appeared here today.
Now, little master gave them another cloth. What are they playing?
Suddenly, everyone holding the strip of cloth looked strange.
After dividing the piece of cloth, Mo Yang did not return to Mu Qingge, but stood on the edge of the team.
Putting everyone's facial expressions into the eyes, Mu Qingge smiled and said, "Now, if someone wants to stop and doesn't want to be my guardian, they can leave. I'm not going after him."
His words caused a commotion.
People who have fought more.
After a while, someone consecutively retreated from the queue, looking at Mu Qingge with a hint of guilt.
After the last person who wanted to get out of the queue, there were only 537 people left.
In other words, Mu Qingge had to eliminate 37 people.
His training should not be leaked out, so he would rather be careful to select 500 people before starting training. And these five hundred men, once they are chosen, they must follow him forever.
If someone betrays, he will personally send her down the street.
A hint of coldness flashed across the clear eyes. Mu Qingge walked towards the remaining five hundred and thirty-seven people, and suddenly smiled and said, "Are you playing thirty people thirty-one feet?"
How many are thirty and thirty-one feet? They're not centipedes.
The rest seemed empty.
No one knew, Mu Qingge had already expected it in her heart. If anyone knew, I was afraid it would surprise him.
"The so-called thirty people and thirty-one feet, that means you can combine freely, thirty people as one group, he said, and nine additional people would be spread among the other nine groups. Once the group is divided, line up in one row, and you Her legs are tied in pairs. "Mu Qingge explained to everyone. Then, he pointed to a banner that was a hundred meters away and said, "Then, you walk under the banner and pull it down. It was considered successful. Before dark, the 500 fastest men were my guards. Of course because of the number of people, it is difficult to choose 37 people.After one team wins, the remaining formation will immediately change to 37 people who are the slowest eliminated. Persons. "