C82

Lingyun stood on the grass, breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his armor.

The green robe inside was completely drenched in sweat, and a large amount of sweat formed a puddle under his feet.

On the other hand, Lin Xie and the rest felt their bodies go soft, they no longer had the energy to stand, they were as tired as mud as they laid on the ground.

He opened his mouth and gasped for breath. Sweat flowed down his face like water.

His armor was soaked, and his feet were covered in puddles of water, causing the dozen or so girls to feel extremely embarrassed.

The only one better off was Luo Feng, whose body was as sturdy as an iron tower. However, he wasn't any better off. He was bent over, breathing heavily and spitting out his tongue.

Although Ling Yun's body was on the verge of collapse, he took a deep breath and stood straight.

His sharp eyes were like a hawk's as they swept past the youths and young girls who were in a mess. When he looked at Luo Feng, his eyes flashed with a sense of appreciation.

He shouted, "Get up, all of you get up! If you can't get up, then serve me with a whip! "

As he spoke, a whip covered with barbed thorns appeared in his hand. If it were to land on a person's body, it would definitely bring about flesh and blood.

Lin Xie and the rest shuddered, and with strength that came out of nowhere, they jumped up one by one from the grass.

Other than the fatigue in his eyes, he looked to be in high spirits.

However, it was as if the light had come back to the world at the end of two breaths. All of them were on the verge of collapse.

Some of the weaker ones felt dizzy and almost fell down. The people beside them quickly reached out to support them.

"Sit down and cultivate. Fifteen minutes to continue!" Ling Yun shouted coldly, and his legs continuously trembled.

Even though they were more than ten meters away, the youngsters could still see it clearly. Their faces all revealed looks of shame.

They all followed his instructions and sat cross-legged on the grass. They quickly entered a meditative state, not minding that they were standing in front of a water stall.

Ling Yun's body suddenly swayed, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

After stabilizing himself, he looked at the youths who had already entered a state of cultivation, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

A quarter of an hour passed. Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, and a deep purple light flashed.

After a few breaths, the youths opened their eyes one after another. The exhaustion in their eyes couldn't be concealed.

A quarter-hour was too short for them, but fortunately, the most suitable time for cultivation had just passed.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Tat tat tat!

The sound of metal colliding with metal, the sound of horses' hooves, and the sound of rolling wheels reached his ears.

Lingyun turned his head to look, and saw a group of more than a dozen guards of the Purple Bamboo Villa, escorting a load of weapons, slowly approaching.

There were about a hundred of them, with all sorts of weapons like spears, swords, halberds, lances, and lashes.

This was what Lingyun had instructed Luo Heng to prepare last night. He did not expect that guy to be so efficient and get his hands on it so quickly.

"Your Highness!" A dozen guards brought the weapons to the edge of the grassland, and one of them, who seemed to be a small leader, ran over.

He ran to Ling Yun's side, and knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "According to your instructions, the weapons have already been delivered!"

"Stand up!" Ling Yun nodded his head in satisfaction, and looked at the 10 guards, and said respectfully: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work, take these gold!"

A bag of gold coins appeared in his hand and he threw it towards the young leader. The latter quickly extended her hand to receive it, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"I'll have to trouble you to go back and bring down your weapons. You can go back and report, and when you return, thank General Luo for me!" Ling Yun said lightly.

"Yes sir!" The small leader respectfully said before jogging back to the rest of the guards.

He then placed the weapons neatly on the ground and left after a few minutes.

"Alright, all of you should go pick a suitable weapon!

The nine squad leaders will go first. After the other nine have finished selecting their members, the rest of the team members will go from the first to the ninth squad.

But you have to remember, you have to choose the weapon that is most suitable for you. In the future, the weapon that you choose will accompany you for your entire life. " Lingyun solemnly said to Lin Xie and the rest.

Lin Xie and the rest nodded their heads, their eyes filled with joy, the nine captains ran towards the weapons.

Looking at the weapons on the ground, all of the youths present pondered. What kind of weapon would be most suitable for them?

Lin Xie and the rest looked at the weapons on the ground, then turned to look at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun understood and nodded slightly.

After that, the nine of them directly took out their weapons and carefully selected the weapons.

After about ten minutes, the nine of them brought their weapons and walked towards Lingyun, and Lingyun signaled the members of the first squad to go pick one.

Then, he casually swept a glance at the weapons in Lin Xie's nine men's hands and immediately laughed, his expression revealing that he could not help but smile, but he still nodded his head.

Luo Feng picked out a huge black iron hammer with thick, sharp metal spikes on it, it was quite suitable for him.

Holding the iron hammer, he looked mighty and domineering!

In Lin Xie's hand was a long and thin flexible sword, matching his slim figure, it was rather fitting.

It was only a man holding a slender and flexible sword. No matter how he looked at it, it was strange. This was also the reason why Lingyun couldn't help but want to laugh.

However, he had to admit that Lin Xie had good eyes, and that the flexible sword was actually an axe.

Lingyun intentionally looked at a young man with a large sword in his hand, and his eyes lit up. It was not that this young man was handsome, but he also used a large sword.

The sword had two blades, and was the head of a hundred weapons. It was commonly known as the most commonly used weapon by martial practitioners.

Thin swords, blade-less swords, long swords, large swords, and soft swords.

Amongst them, most people had long swords, while the others were unorthodox.

The broadsword was also considered a longsword. However, its ratio was larger than a longsword, comparable to an enlarged version of a longsword.

Ling Yun really loved big swords. Sometimes they could be used as blades, or used to smash people, and were simple and crude.

It could also be used dexterously, but only those at the Grandmaster Realm could use it this way.

Ling Yun quickly shifted his gaze, and looked towards the other youths that were choosing their weapons.

After hearing his words, they all carefully thought about it. After careful consideration, they all began to choose. The choices they made were all suitable for themselves.

It took nearly two hours before the eighty-one youths finished choosing their weapons.

Ling Yun looked at those youths who did not choose a weapon as sharp as a blade and sword with some sympathy.

When they saw this, the youths had a bad feeling and felt that something bad was about to happen to them.

"Cough, cough!" Lingyun embarrassedly coughed, touched his nose, and said seriously: "This prince's bamboo house collapsed, and needs to be rebuilt.

In a while, your mission will be to cut down ninety-nine eighty-one purple bamboos, or one each, and a small team of nine.

"After cutting it, take it to the pavilion at the center of the lake. I must see it at the pavilion before I come tomorrow morning."