Martial Arts Have Mastery

Before the fifth day had passed, Da Zhuang had already recruited three thousand young men.

These are people who joined the village before and lived in the small villages around the village.

A person looked at Da Zhuang, smiled and said: "Brother Da Zhuang, I have already explained the funeral, please write down my name."

Da Zhuang nodded, but did not write.

Although three thousand young adults have been recruited, the roster on the table is still as clean as new.

The young and strong came one by one, and the big and strong were busy from morning till night.

The sun goes down, eight o'clock in the evening.

Da Zhuang came to Shen Ling's side, and his tone was a little relaxed: "My lord, today we recruited more than 3,000 people."

"Okay!" Shen Ling nodded, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Although the number is only three thousand, this is already a good result for him.

A big battle is coming, the more people who can use it, the better...

fifth day.

A bearded man with a big knife looked at Da Zhuang and said, "This is the recruiting office, right?"

"Yeah." Da Zhuang nodded.

The man looked at Da Zhuang and said, "Okay, write down my name. My name is Li Fengshan. We will be comrades-in-arms from today on."

Li Fengshan...

how to write?

Da Zhuang picked up his pen, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Shen Ling for someone to register on the roster.

"Count me in."

A woman's voice came, and Da Zhuang slowly raised his head, his face full of doubts.

"This……"

Looking at this heroine-like character, Da Zhuang hesitated to speak.

The woman holding the long sword looked at Da Zhuang, and drew out the sword directly: "Why, do you look down on women?"

Da Zhuang quickly shook his head and waved his hands in a panic, indicating that he didn't mean it.

"My name is Ning Yue, please write it down."

The woman smiled, then turned and left.

After a while, the woman came over, looked at Da Zhuang and asked aloud, "By the way, where is that Mr. Shen of yours?"

"Young master is in the square."

Da Zhuang spoke softly, and then watched the woman leave.

It wasn't love at first sight, but he felt an aura from this woman.

That aura seemed to be similar to what Huo Lao felt when he was fighting, and it was very oppressive.

This woman should not be weak!

broken!

Da Zhuang patted himself on the head, why did he directly tell the location of Shen Ling to someone he just met.

Damn, hope nothing happens!

Tenant Village, South Plaza.

Shen Ling looked at a woman walking towards him, and said, "Who are you?"

The woman held the sword and said softly: "Aren't you recruiting soldiers? I'm here to join the army. But before that, I want to test whether you are qualified to command me."

Seeing the woman draw out her long sword, Shen Ling smiled.

He walked to the opposite side of the woman, and said directly: "My humble Shen Ling, I have seen the girl."

"There's no need to talk nonsense!"

Without wasting much time, the woman raised her sword and launched an attack.

For a moment, Shen Ling looked at the aura rising from the woman's body, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

So young is a third-rank warrior?

Exaggerated?

Doubt flashed across his eyes, and Shen Ling slashed out with a knife.

"What a fast knife."

"Such a fast sword."

The two spoke at the same time, and then wrestled into a ball again.

Although it was supposed to be a martial arts competition, Shen Ling found that this woman's moves were basically killing moves.

Every move was aimed at the vital point, even his brother was almost stabbed.

"It's almost there?"

After fighting for a long time, Shen Ling spoke slowly.

With his current ability to easily kill third-rank warriors,

I have been fighting with women for so long, just to see the strength of women.

"I haven't lost yet!"

The woman looked at Shen Ling and spoke out of breath.

Although she had sensed that Shen Ling had kept his hand since the battle, she was unwilling to admit defeat so quickly at this moment.

"Is it……"

Shen Ling's face darkened, and his momentum rose sharply.

The meaning of opening a mountain!

now!

Cut out with a knife.

Shen Ling's knife stopped in front of the woman. He looked at the woman and said softly, "Is it okay this time?"

The woman nodded and put away her long sword.

She wiped the sweat from her brow, looked at Shen Ling and said, "My name is Ning Yue, and I come from the Great Wei Dynasty. From today onwards, I will temporarily join your command."

"Are you from the Great Wei Dynasty?"

Shen Ling felt strange.

He was not Huo Lao, he had traveled all over the world, so he didn't know where the Great Wei Dynasty was.

But anyway, it is definitely not bordering on the Dagan Dynasty.

"That's right."

Ning Yue nodded, "I'm from the Great Wei Dynasty. When I heard that you were recruiting troops, I came here to have a look. Unexpectedly, I really found a master."

Shen Ling looked at Ning Yue with a puzzled face: "With your strength, you can go anywhere, why come to me?"

Rank three masters are not so easy to subdue.

Mr. Huo decided to stay because he healed his dark wound.

Ning Yue, why?

Ning Yue looked at Shen Ling and said softly: "My master said that it is very difficult for me to break through in my swordsmanship."

"You have to fight against stronger people before you can find out your own shortcomings."

"I heard that you are very strong, so I'm here!"

Hearing this, Shen Ling felt speechless.

For a long time, this woman made a breakthrough in martial arts.

Still, he welcomed it: "You are welcome to join us."

Ning Yue nodded and asked, "By the way, was your move just now an artistic conception?"

Shen Ling nodded.

Ning Yue was silent for a while, then turned around and left: "I don't deserve to lose!"

that night.

Da Zhuang came to Shen Ling and reported today's results: "My lord, five thousand people have been recruited today, and they have been arranged in the previously vacated houses."

"Well, where's the roster?" Shen Ling nodded.

Da Zhuang rubbed his hands, and handed the roster to Shen Ling with a face of shame.

Shen Ling opened it and looked, his eyelids raised slightly: "I just remembered, I forgot to arrange a name for you!"

Da Zhuang looked at Shen Ling unexpectedly with an expression of disbelief.

Shen Ling thought for a while, and then said: "Well, I will arrange someone for you tomorrow, and you will record the names of these people, and it is best to record their strength."

"Remember to record warriors and non-martialists separately. Warriors are all casual guys, not suitable for formation."

When making arrangements, Shen Ling thought of Ning Yue.

For a powerful warrior like Ning Yue, if he is arranged in a queue, he will not be able to exert the greatest effect.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a third-rank warrior is an enemy of ten thousand people.

But in the battles of various countries, the competition is actually which family has the most fighters.

To be honest, Shen Ling was far beyond Shen Ling's expectations when he advertised that he could recruit third-rank warriors.

"Yes!"

Da Zhuang nodded, looking serious.

He thought he would be blamed by Shen Ling, but he didn't expect Shen Ling to do this.

"Okay, go back to sleep." Looking at Da Zhuang, Shen Ling smiled, "You have worked hard these days."

Da Zhuang said: "You should work hard for the young master!"

Shen Ling patted Da Zhuang on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.

Just feeling, a little ashamed!