Beastization of the whole people: Evolution from the willow tree

Umekawa Yusho stood in front of the small window of the tent and glanced at the sword-killing army opposite. The uniform white wave really made him a little scared. How could he get to the point where he wanted to fight with real swords and guns?

Alas...there is nothing we can do.

Things have already happened, and Umekawa Yusho can only be forced to recognize the reality and can only place his hopes on this group of contestants from Japan.

Umekawa Xiongzhao's eyes were full of worry.

A ninja named Ibebe Shizuro, wearing a gray headband, a face full of acne marks, and a sloppy mustache, looked at Umekawa Yusho and smiled disdainfully: "Umekawa-kun, we are here to fight, but you are still there.

What are you worried about? You should serve us the best sake and the most delicious dishes."

There is nothing on the table.

Ibebe Shibaro put his feet on the table dissatisfied, and deliberately said to everyone: "Hey, how can you compete in the ring when you are hungry? If you lose, Umekawa-kun will have to take responsibility for it. I really don't want Umekawa-kun to be so good.

Colleagues were punished..."

Umekawa Yusho almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage from anger.

These ninjas are fucking bandits!

You haven’t even finished your work yet, and you’ve already started to be a master!

Do you really think we are still in the ancient ninja era?

Nowadays, the ninjas are so poor that they can't afford to eat. If you still pretend to be uncles, I really don't know why the leadership sent you here!

Besides, in this frozen world, we are still in the territory of Zhongzhou. Where can we get you the best sake? And delicious food? It would be great to have canned food!

Of course, Umekawa Xiongzhao didn't say what he meant, he just nodded in a hypocritical and kind manner: "Okay, okay, I'm going to prepare food for everyone. The competition will start in the afternoon. I hope everyone will work hard..."

Jingbei Shizuro casually waved his hand to interrupt Umekawa Yusho, and pinched the edge of the wooden table with his other hand. He exerted force with his palm and smashed it into pieces with a bang. Wood chips flew into the air, and Umikawa Yusho's eyes were stunned.

"Did you see it?" Jingbei Shibaro sat back down leisurely and happily, still crossing his legs on the table, and said, "Do you really think we don't have the ability? If we don't have the ability, neither will the old men at the top of the country.

Come to my gym in person and ask me to help you compete."

Grip the broken wooden table!

Umekawa Yuzhao was shocked.

Immediately he was overjoyed.

"Okay, okay!"

"Everyone, sit down, delicious food and drinks will be coming soon!"

Umekawa Yusho spent his own money to buy food. Instead of complaining this time, he was very happy. He could only let those abnormally powerful ninjas win the game. What was the money for buying food?

It's time to return to the country.

I am the hero respected by all people!

After finishing the food, Umekawa Xionghui turned back and looked at the group of people expectantly and asked tentatively: "I knew that the domestic leadership sending you here would be of great use. Well... let me see if you have any other unique skills.

?I have a good idea here, so I can easily arrange the order of the game for us."

"There's no need to look."

"I'll tell you a few words casually."

Inobe Hachiro pretended to be understated and said: "I, Inobe Hachiro, the leader of Inabe Gym and the descendant of the Eighteenth Generation Raikiri Shuriken, can now... cut off steel pipes with a single sword."

Umekawa Xiongzhao's scalp was numb.

Cutting a steel pipe with a single sword is too cruel!

Another dwarf stood up with bow-legged legs and smiled obscenely: "I am Yamajiro. I am good at assassination. Now I can throw a knife from ten meters away with a hundred hits, and the force can penetrate a steel plate!"

Umekawa Xiongzhao applauded vigorously, another ruthless character!

"I! Mr. Yamamoto, I am good at the double-sword style. My footwork is as fast as thunder. With the double-sword style, I can kill gods and ghosts!"

"I……"

There are five ninjas in total.

There are five more soldiers.

"We are good at military boxing, fighting skills, bayonet, knife skills, sniping, reconnaissance, counter-reconnaissance, stealth, three-person cooperation, beheading..." the five soldiers introduced eloquently.

After the introduction of these ten people, Umekawa Xiongzhao was already confident that Zhongzhou could not defeat these ten perfect fighting machines.

As for the third round of the hundred-man ice field battle.

Japan has sent a cruise ship to transport it.

But...since we won the first two rounds, what's the point of competing in the third round?

"Hmph, Zhongzhou, you will definitely lose this time..."

…

In the afternoon, the lights are like stars.

The towering arena was already surrounded by reporters from various countries.

Spotlights and cameras constantly capture every detail of the scene.

From the beginning to now, the number of people paying attention around the world has reached more than one billion. When the bell rings for the ring, all the viewers who are watching this military competition know clearly that the competition is about to begin.

Zhongzhou.

Bai Xiao led the soldiers into the arena.

Hundreds of soldiers were strengthened by spiritual energy.

Now we have selected the ten strongest ones.

The footsteps sounded uniformly.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

When the kings of soldiers wearing white tactical helmets appeared in the camera like walking javelins, their resolute faces illuminated by the cold sunshine instantly ignited the boiling blood of countless people!

The King of Soldiers in Zhongzhou is known to the whole world for his perseverance as a mountain!

In the land of Zhongzhou, countless people are staring closely at the warrior kings on the screen. Countless men's passion for joining the army has been rekindled. Sunshine, rifles, military uniforms, marching forward indomitably, fighting for the country, these are all childhood dreams.

"Zhongzhou is mighty!"

I don’t know when it started.

Any online platform that broadcasts live military competitions will have four uniform red letters in the comment area: Zhongzhou Mighty!

Zhongzhou is mighty!

Zhongzhou is mighty!!

Countless people are saying: Zhongzhou is mighty!!!

As this wave expanded rapidly, the entire Zhongzhou network platform experienced one after another crashes at full capacity. All network companies across the country were struggling to restore their systems and expand server capacity.

"It collapsed again! It collapsed again!"

"That server just now is enough to accommodate 10 million people online, right? Even such a large server crashed. Today's network is really crazy."

"Are you not crazy? That's a bunch of bastards from Zhongzhou against Japan. We can't beat them in football. We can't bear it. We still don't believe that we can't beat them in a military competition?!"

"Go, go, go! Finish repairing quickly! I'm still anxious to watch the live broadcast of the competition..."

…

People in Zhongzhou are excited.

In some cities, tens of thousands of people gathered together in squares, cinemas, big screens in commercial streets and other places, wearing red headbands and staring at the live broadcast with clenched fists.

This is the enthusiasm of people from Zhongzhou.

"We must win!" A middle-aged, fat man clenched his fists and wore a red scarf, standing in a sea of ​​people and looking up at the big screen.

There was an old man beside him. The old man was wearing an old military uniform that had been washed until it turned white. He tried his best to straighten his back and stared at the live broadcast with a pair of cloudy eyes.

On the old man's chest were several military medals from the last century.

It's just that there are so many people that it's hard for him to see the live broadcast.

"Dad, let me carry you and watch."

The man knelt down and carried the old man on his back.

When the old man saw on the big screen the soldiers wearing Zhongzhou military uniforms walking towards the ring in the sunshine, with the Zhongzhou flag on their helmets shining, he burst into tears.

"Zhongzhou...mighty." The old man saluted tremblingly.