After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

In the second half of the day, Feng Jiuyou and others came to the training ground.

There were quite a few people standing up and down the training ground, including the dozens of half-grown children that Feng Jiuyou bought at the beginning, and some who bought them back later.

There are also those with relatively high force values, those who were recalled by Wu Laomen from the Jiuyoumen.

There are more than 500 people. As for those who are making iron and steel, they did not come. They are still polishing weapons in the arsenal built near the iron mine.

Feng Jiuyou there also specifically asked Mr. Wu to arrange for people trusted by Jiuyoumen to build a secret research base there.

Those who entered the base have not yet come out.

I don't know how the red cannon is made.

Feng Jiuyou planned to go there in the middle of the night, because they were in a hurry, and they traveled both day and night.

"let's start!"

Wu Lao also knew that Feng Jiuyou was very busy, so he didn't prepare any fancy opening remarks, and directly announced the start of the game.

Only the people in the competition field met the inspection requirements. Mr. Wu made up a round number, and there were 300 people.

They were able to participate in the assessment this time, and they had also passed a level of assessment before, so they could only stand in the arena today.

Fortunately, the training ground is spacious enough for 300 people to engage in big melee at the same time.

As soon as Mr. Wu's words fell, Yan Zheng knocked one of them off the ring with a punch, and that action was crisp and neat.

"Haha... this kid doesn't show affection at all."

Old Wu's face was full of complacency, Yan Zheng was the most talented person he had ever taught, and he was able to endure hardships and stand hard work.

In just a few months, he broke through to the peak strength of the eighth-rank warrior.

Feng Jiuyou couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, oh, oh... No, brother Yan Zheng, I didn't even stand firm, and you knocked me off the ring with one punch, am I wronged?"

The one who was kicked out of the ring was a middle-aged man, who was about the same age as Yan Zheng, and Yan Zheng shot very well.

The half-child was not seriously injured. He was rubbing his painful buttocks and howling.

Yan Zheng didn't care about his wailing, he only had one thought and that was to win, and that was to win the championship.

Yan Zheng stood firmly on the competition stage, dressed in black clothes, with handsome features, and looked at the remaining companions expressionlessly.

There was no sympathy on his face.

"Brother Yan, you have to talk about martial arts! Seeing that we have such a good relationship, you have to be merciful."

There was a man who knew he couldn't beat Yan Zheng, so he started playing the emotional card.

Yan Zheng ignored him, and kicked the man quickly and accurately.

That person also flew out of the stage.

"Damn, brother Yan doesn't talk about martial arts, it's very arrogant!

Brothers, let's go together, we must knock this guy out of the ring first, so that we can succeed in the assessment. "

Those people near Yan Zheng saw that another person had been knocked out of the ring by him, so they had to put forward their own plan.

Fortunately, this plan, others agree.

So several people surrounded Yan Zheng.

It's just that they still underestimated Yan Zheng's strength and agility.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was the sound of several objects falling to the ground, and those who wanted to surround and beat Yan Zheng were kicked off the ring mercilessly by him.

"Haha... that kid is too arrogant." Wu Lao met Feng Jiuyou's weird eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"It's the elder Wu's teaching." Feng Jiuyou said meaningfully.

"Where did I teach this?"

Elder Wu immediately retorted that he would not take the blame.

"I have to say that this kid is a good young man, and he might be able to lead troops to fight for Miss in the future."

"You're right."