THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 94: Sir Alex Ferguson [2]
At the training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers had lined up.
The previous lieutenant was already standing on the stage and waiting.
When Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong on stage, she felt hot eyes constantly hitting her.
These people, most of them, followed Mu Xiong into the desert of the setting sun to find him. Naturally, he witnessed the scene of him being tortured with a whip.
It is understandable that the sight was shocking.
Let these people in armor forgive Mu Qingge's carelessness and accept her as a little master.
Of course, there were also some curious and skeptical observations.It seems difficult to compare the man who was as hard as iron, as tall as a sword in the mouth of the beautiful young man in red and fellow robes.
Ignoring all kinds of surveillance, Mu Qingge stepped forward, with her hands behind her, and said loudly: "Today, I chose my guard. I must be someone who has heard of me. Here, I would like to ask if People who are unwilling to defend me, please take five steps. "
As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion at the training ground.
Choosing a guard, isn't it just choosing someone pleasing to the eye? Why is there this one?
Not to mention them, even the lieutenants looked at Mu Xiong without even realizing it. The latter, since there was something they wanted to say earlier, could only shake their heads with a wry smile, so they remained calm.
Unsure of Mu Qingge's thoughts, after being silent for a while, two to three thousand people hesitated and retreated five steps.
Perhaps they did not wish to become Mu Qingge's personal bodyguard, or perhaps they felt that being a personal bodyguard was no better than killing enemies on the battlefield. However, most people still doubt.
Mu Qingge did not even see two or three thousand people retreating. His gaze was only on those who survived, and he said again: "Leave the intermediary, who is over twenty years old, please step back five steps yourself."
Everyone is in a fuss again.
Why is there an age limit? If there is, shouldn't the older the better? The older you are, the stronger your cultivation realm will be.
What did you do to pick some little Maotou who was still in the Red Realm? Do you want to play with his little Sir Alex?
Lieutenant Xiong shook his head in disappointment, and stepped to Mu Xiong's side and said solemnly, "Old General, don't let little Sir Alex play around anymore."
After a moment of contemplation, Mu Xiong still said to Lieutenant Xiong: "Let's see first."
Lieutenant Xiong will not violate Mu Xiong's decision. I had to sigh and retreat to his comrades.
No one came out to stop him, and the remaining 7,000 or 8,000 people retreated again by more than 5,000 people. The rest are teenagers between sixteen or seventeen to twenty years old. Most of them are cultivated in the red realm.
After two rounds of examinations, 10,000 people remained with less than 3,000 people.
The number of Mu Qingge's guards was five hundred. In other words, the selection ratio of the remaining people was five to one, or six to one.
Clear eyes, like ice, fell on others one by one. After putting everyone in his eyes, Mu Qingge said again: "Now, all of you, carrying ten deniers, are running a hundred rounds around the training ground."
After he finished speaking, the soldiers were stunned, he looked towards Mo Yang and said, "You too."
Mo Yang did not hesitate, quietly nodded, and jumped off the stage, the first to bear the burden for himself. His behavior caused a glimmer of approval in Mu Qingge's eyes.
With Mo Yang taking the lead, the remaining two to three thousand people also started moving.
Immediately, at the enormous training ground, the round of a thousand people began.
One hundred rounds, which is almost a hundred miles away.
The burden of ten deniers was equivalent to thirty kilograms.
Without physical strength and a strong will, it would be difficult to run.
In the end, before sunset, only 700 people actually completed 100 rounds, and they all collapsed to the ground. Mo Yang was also among them, but his pale face and tight lips never groaned.
Looking at the 670 people, Mu Qingge turned to Mu Xiong and said, "Grandfather, Qingge's first screening has been completed. These 670 people are my Guardian candidates. Where they will be removed later. One hundred and seventy people, in ten days, Qingge would give her the answer. "
At first glance, the number of people is clearly known. Looks like little Sir Alex is not wasteful of rumors. But what does he want to do?
Several lieutenants exchanged glances secretly, speculating in their hearts.