Chapter 18

"Opportunity?"

Meng Yang kept walking, and his laughter began to turn into ridicule, "the chance to kill you?"

"What's the use of me asking you to die?"

He made up his mind that he would never be inspired by Chen Ze again. He let the other party break the sky. He always ignored and didn't answer. He wouldn't be the one who felt so bad!

However, Chen Ze's next words stopped Meng Yang fiercely.

"Can you say that you want to spend your life at ease in the barracks to provide for the elderly and be a * * son who eats and dies and is hated by others?"

"You..." Meng Yang didn't look back and said coldly, "what do you want to say?"

Chen Ze exhaled and said quietly, "don't you want to give yourself a chance?"

"I don't know what happened between you and Hua Lao, but what I know is that you are rare elite. Don't you feel sorry for yourself for being so abandoned in the barracks“

Meng Yang still didn't look back, but his fist had turned white.

"It's not a pity that it's our own business. It's not up to you!"

With that, Meng Yang took another step and wanted to return to his brother.

"I have a dream since I was young."

Chen Ze looked up at the gorgeous starry sky different from the water blue star and said to himself, "I want to form an iron and blood division to fight wars that others can't win and attack cities that others can't attack!"

"Everyone has his value. My value is to make great achievements on the battlefield. In order to reflect this value, I can do anything, even my life“

"And you?"

As soon as he changed his calmness, his whole body sent out an unprecedented sharp spirit. Standing there, a thin young man looked like a peerless blade blowing hair and breaking hair!

His eyes scanned the whole audience and swept on the faces of these Xuanjia elite soldiers. Everyone present clearly had the strength to kill him, but when he looked at Chen Ze, they couldn't help leaning elsewhere.

"You are not a dream, you are a delusion!"

Meng Yang turned around and tried to keep his eyes on Chen Ze. Unwilling to admit defeat, he was self-improvement.

"Maybe."

Chen Ze smiled, spread his hands and said, "so?"

"Even if it is unrealistic delusion, I am willing to use my life to fight for a future that may not exist. What about you?"

"You!"

His voice suddenly increased eight degrees, and his mood became excited in an instant. He stood on his exposed neck and shouted word by word: "you don't even have the courage to fight!"

"Coward!"

"Coward!"

"Xuanjia elite?"

"I bah!"

One mouthful of spittle spit hard at Meng Yang's feet. Chen Ze tried his best to express his disdain for these people.

If someone dared to point to his nose and scold Meng Yang, he would have rushed up and broken each other's neck.

Chen Ze's words were not the first time he had heard them, and it was he who said them last time.

Last time, like Chen Ze, he hysterically scolded another coward. The only difference is

At that time, he was full of anger and unwillingness. Although Chen Ze was also emotional at this time, Meng Yang saw a piece of sincerity from Chen Ze's eyes.

Looking at these eyes, Meng Yang's throat stopped for a while, and then something that he thought he would never have again suddenly appeared from the bottom of his heart.

"OK, I'll bet with you."

Almost exhausted all his strength, Meng Yang hoarsely opened his mouth, then glared at Chen Ze fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "if you lose, I don't want your life, I'll pull out your tongue!"

"Whatever you want."

Chen Ze didn't seem surprised by Meng Yang's answer. Hearing this, he smiled and restored his usual indifference.

However, I was relieved.

The bet with Meng Yang doesn't seem necessary.

Meng Yang's strength is good, but it is only limited to the scope of soldiers, and there is still a huge gap with the real generals.

For a Meng sheep, he doesn't take his life seriously?

It's not.

What Chen Ze wants is not only a Meng Yang, but all the Xuanjia soldiers here and even in bo'an barracks!

After seeing the specific values of these Xuanjia soldiers with a magnifying glass, Chen Ze can't see those ordinary soldiers in his eyes.

With his limited number of recruits, the more elite the better.

Yes, his main strength comes from generals.

But the stars can only be attached for half an hour in a day, and he has also tried that the same person cannot be attached by different stars in a short time.

What about half an hour away?

A battle can last more than half an hour. Without generals, we have to fight hard. Of course, Chen Ze hopes that the stronger his soldiers are, the better.

So far, he has not seen soldiers with better physical quality than Meng Yang and others.

At the same time, Chen Ze gradually understood the purpose of setting this additional test for him.

I'm afraid he doesn't want to see this elite force decadent and die in the barracks, and wants to find a suitable way for them.

High risk brings high benefits. If Meng Yang and others can be loyal through this mission, Chen Ze will be rewarded much more than a third-class counselor!

However, these people look casual, but Chen Ze can feel that they are extremely exclusive. If they can't convince them from the bottom of their heart, they can't swear allegiance to the death.

Therefore, Meng Yang, who is impulsive and irritable, but obviously has a certain prestige among Xuanjia soldiers, has become a breakthrough for Chen Ze.

As long as Meng Yang was torn open, Chen Ze believed that he would have a way to subdue other Xuanjia soldiers.

The bet was made and there was no more talk for a night. After assigning the guard on duty, everyone took the time to rest and recover from the fatigue of cutting through thorns and thorns for the day.

Instead, Li Quan'an, who was separated from Wu'an's possession, was in a cold sweat for Chen Ze.

The next day, it was just light.

"Is the battle plan clear?"

Chen Ze stood at the forefront of the team and glanced at everyone present.

No one spoke, but gave Chen Ze a positive look.

Including Meng Yang.

Casual is casual, gambling is gambling. Before the battle begins, everyone sweeps away their previous depression and shows Chen Ze's iron blood pride who has experienced all kinds of battles.

"Very good!"

Chen Ze nodded with satisfaction and waved first, "let's go!"

Before the rectification of the large army, Chen Ming, as a scout, had already explored the way first. It was the same old way, leaving marks on the paths Chen Ming explored.

Chen Ze and others carry a huge burden on their own and carry a bundle of wet firewood collected yesterday in their hands. The cat goes to Doman Canyon step by step along the mark left by Chen Ming in the dense forest.