After riding the Moonsaber through the steel gate, a simple fighting field appeared in front of the ground-the ground was dug fifteen meters down, forming a recess of the size of a football field. On each side of the concave wall there is a door with a steel fence erected... This door is connected to the dungeon behind which the captives are held, and the rest room is for the soldiers to be tried.

The part above the ground has stair seats for Guanlan fighting skills. At this moment, nearly 5,000 soldiers were sitting there, all of them came to support from last night to now...Faskey reported to Jingyu that Jingyu would come and let them concentrate here first.

After seeing Jingyu and Fasci entering the stadium, they stood up neatly and paid tribute to Jingyu under the watch of the Queen's Guard sent by Faschi.

At the bottom of the seat, there is a ring platform area separated by a metal guardrail that surrounds the entire arena. Tyrande was waiting here with a thousand rangers on his shoulders.

The guards will be selected from these rangers. During the period of fighting with the demon, they will stand in the ring platform area and wait to shoot to ensure the safety of their own personnel.

Jingyu and Fasqi have placed Moonsaber in this platform area. Tyrande came over and said a few words to them, and then went back to the ranger's army, and let them line up in three rows on a horizontal side.

Jingyu walked past them like a review unit.

These elven girls are different from those new soldiers, they respect Jingyu from the bottom of their hearts.

They looked at him with such eyes.

Jingyu responded with a smile and said to Tyrande who was walking with her: "Their qualities are very high. When I saw them again, I thought of how to arrange...you see."

He let these elf girls relax. When there was no spell in front of everyone, it was easy to create an ice fighting arena model out of thin air with one finger, which caused the elves warriors on the Guanlan seat to be stunned.

The model has lines that cross like a tortoiseshell... Tyrande and Fasi are roughly counted, and there are 25 squares that are not exactly equal in size, which just divides the field of the fighting field.

At this point, Jingyu's magic is not over yet. With a little concentration of mental energy, he even made a model of 200 elven female warriors, each of which was scattered in groups of eight on the circular platform area.

Then he said: "Tyland, let the girls follow this grid and remember their defensive zone."

He took eight of the female warrior models as an example, connecting eight thin lines from their bows to one of the diamond-shaped lattices. Rotate different groups of eight in turn, linking different grids.

"200 at a time, 8 at a time, 5 sets of rotations, half an hour in each set. After a soldier enters the battle on the battlefield, to which section of the fight, the girls in that section should concentrate and take responsibility."

Tyrande looked at the real venue, nodded and shook his head after comparing the models.

"Jingyu, there is no grid in the field. Even if the girls can remember the approximate interval, they can't distinguish the boundaries... It's easy to be confused in these positions, leading to the appearance of'the two teams thought they were each other's defensive zone and did not shoot. 'Case."

"You are right, then I will divide them..."

Tyrande and Faskey hadn't reflected the meaning of his sentence, they saw him jump into the air. After a pair of bat wings spread behind, showing a brief stillness, he reached out and pulled out the saber behind.

Jingyu glanced at the venue, and his dark eyes gleamed with a ray of light.

auzw.com The elves below only feel as if they are short. And the male in the sky called ‘human’ suddenly looked like a sharp blade... sharp, arrogant and unbeatable!

He waved the silver knife downward. The knife and the arm seemed to turn into several pieces at once, waving at the same time.

Poo Poo... The sound of the ground being cut resounded through the ears of every elf. They could only stare without blinking the damage caused by men wielding knives in the sky tens of meters high.

Because, for them, it is a field that has never stepped on, a situation that has never been seen, it is a smooth and fast that magic, druid, priestess and priests’ prayers, etc. cannot be achieved by all techniques. , Sharp and strong.

Especially tough... It's a longing for belligerent men.

Suddenly, the elves such as Tyrande thought of the weird cuts extending out of the ground at the door of the Moon Temple, and they understood what kind of ‘magic’ it was caused by.

The sword shadow finally returned to the only one, Jingyu inserted the sword back into the scabbard. He pushed down with his left hand and buzzed, and the dust caused by the cutting was agitated. Then, this hand grabbed upward. All the dust seemed to be pulled by the powerful suction, and it flowed toward his palm in a funnel shape.

However, the dust did not enter Jingyu's palm... before reaching his palm, a sphere was formed, and he was sent to the sky, and then he punched it with a punch. The breeze blew away and disappeared.

The bat wings behind Jingyu fluttered and flickered, and he returned to the ground.

"That's all right." He smiled at Tyrande.

Tyrande, also dumbfounded, glanced at the Guanlan seat, his lips suddenly tilted.

"Of course it is!" She looked at him pointedly and turned to the rangers, making arrangements for them just now Jingyu.

The 200 capable rangers will soon be on their own.

"Faskey," Jingyu said to the beautiful female elf who had been following him as an assistant: "Let them release eight demon guards."

"Yes." The elf ordered her to bow and leave.

Jingyu faced the Guanlan seat. He saw that the new soldiers were still a little distracted, carrying a slight domineering color and patting his palm... that gave the impression that it was like a crisp applause trembling their hearts, so that they were against Jing Yu's strength is even more unpredictable.

Jingyu Lang said: "The enemy is the most common demon guard of the eight burning legions. They are all soldiers...I need ten of you to complete this first training. If you have the confidence to knock them down, stand up."

The soldiers looked back and forth to the companions on the left and right, slowly stood up, some, and finally all.

They began to show eagerness to try.

Jingyu smiled at this.

..

skbshge