Sword Emperor of Chaos

Su Mu smiled indifferently. It was just a divine power. There was no need to feel so bad.

Zeng Jianhuang looked at the 50,000 people who were constantly trying to get closer to the big sword. He was interested and cheered for the 50,000 people in his heart.

"Rush into 95 feet!"

"Speed ​​up and rush forward. Don't worry about others. Charge forward at the risk of your life!"

Zeng Jianhuang didn't know that the 50,000 people had already formed their own teams. Seeing the cohesion of some teams beginning to emerge and start to support each other, he was very angry. Why care about others? Go up first!

Honor belongs only to individuals. Can you add honor to yourself by helping others? It will only cause you to lose the opportunity to pursue honor!

Su Mu was speechless when he heard his words of regret.

"Zeng Jianhuang, I'm training the army, don't interfere."

Did I interfere? Zeng Jianhuang looked at Su Mu innocently: "Don't worry, I still understand this rule, but I couldn't help but say a few words."

The meaning of surprise is that you can't even say a few words, right?

Su Mu was even more speechless. It seemed that he really needed to explain the situation to Zeng Jianhuang.

"Now I am training them according to the military rules. I just need to cultivate their cooperation and collective honor."

"They form a team of more than sixteen people. If one person falls behind, the whole team will be punished!"

Zeng Jianhuang frowned subconsciously when he heard this. Their sword tomb only cares about personal honor and disgrace. They insist that the collective is the overall rise and fall of the sword tomb. Su Mu's approach obviously made him unhappy.

But he didn't say anything, he could only nod to show his agreement. He didn't like it just for one person. He knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to train a powerful army of sword cultivators, he had to do this.

"There is still a quarter of an hour left!"

Hearing Su Mu's iron-blooded voice, all those who had not rushed into the range of ninety-five feet panicked and rushed forward desperately.

This time is better than the last time. This time there are teammates, and they can support each other, but this will make those who are stronger suffer. Those who are more capable will work harder. In order to prevent their teammates from falling behind, they can only rush forward with their teammates at several times the consumption.

"Time's up!"

When the hour was completely over, Su Mu spoke immediately, not giving them a single second of extra time.

With a glance, he found that more than 5,000 people did not rush into the 95-zhang range, and his face immediately darkened.

These 5,000 people were all because of lack of cooperation, lack of mutual support, and still fighting alone, resulting in low efficiency. There were a lot of people who did not rush into the 95-zhang range!

"One person makes a mistake, the whole team will be punished!"

"Teams whose teammates are left behind, step out!"

Those who do not cooperate sincerely will be punished, and those who leave their teammates behind will also be punished!

Those teams that rushed into the 95-zhang range but were dragged down by their teammates stood up in resentment and glared at their teammates who dragged them down, while those who dragged them down lowered their heads in shame.

"From now on, two types of punishments will be implemented, one is a military stick, and the other is three knives and six holes!"

The military stick is very simple, just a broken stick, and three knives and six holes should also be easy to understand, right? After seeing how he trained those ten people, you should know what's going on!

Su Mu raised his hand and threw thousands of sticks, accurately controlling the sticks to hit everyone!

"Bang bang bang..."

When a few sticks came down, none of the thousands of people said a word, they were all people with blood and backbone.

But no matter how hard the bones were, they were not as hard as the military sticks. When dozens of sticks came down, they couldn't help but cry out. As the injuries worsened, everyone began to spit blood.

Zeng Jianhuang frowned. The military stick was not a sword, but if it continued like this, it would also cripple and destroy people.

Su Mu turned his head and saw that Zeng Jianhuang couldn't bear it, so he said: "Zeng Jianhuang couldn't bear it?"

"Uh..." Zeng Jianhuang's expression was restrained, and he hurriedly shook his head. Of course, he couldn't admit it.

"Zeng Jianhuang is kind-hearted, so you can do it."

Su Mu raised his hand and waved, and all the sticks fell to the ground, making the punished disciples all relieved. The punishment was over?

Zeng Jianhuang was stunned, and he just frowned. He was asked to punish his own children? What's the reason?

"Zeng Jianhuang, please." Su Mu raised his hand and said, you can start now.

"Owner, it's still not necessary, right?"

"Zeng Jianhuang, don't you want the sword cultivator army to form quickly?" Su Mu smiled and said, "With you as the punishment, they can be more convinced and dispel their fluke mentality."

What he said seemed to make sense, especially the words "let the sword cultivator army form quickly", which gave him no reason to refuse.

Raising his hand and clenching it, the thousands of sticks flew up, and the thousands of people continued to be caned!

"Bang!"

The thousands of people were stunned on the spot. Wasn't the punishment over? Why beat them again?

"Bang bang bang...ah!"

The screams were repeated, and it can be seen that Zeng Jianhuang beat them more fiercely than Su Mu!

Su Mu pursed his lips, this old guy is really cruel.

But he didn't know what Zeng Jianhuang was thinking in his heart, no matter how cruel he is, he can't be crueler than you.

"It's easy now." Su Mu thought to himself. He forgot to ask someone to come and help him punish. Now that Zeng Jianhuang is doing the punishment, he will be easy next time. He just needs to make a good plan and supervise.

"That's enough."

When he saw that it was almost done, he stopped Zeng Jianhuang. If he continued to fight, he would really beat him to death.

"Hurry up and heal your wounds. You only have two hours to practice!"

Those who were beaten so hard that they couldn't even move had to stand up after a while, and hurriedly took the time to heal their wounds and rushed to within 95 feet. If they were still at 96 feet after the time passed, they would definitely be punished!

Su Mu looked at the thousands of people who were healing, wondering if this beating had woken them up, and if they had understood the principle of mutual support and sincere cooperation.

After two hours, seeing that the thousands of people had rushed into the 95 feet, he nodded with satisfaction.

"You have six hours to rush into 90 feet!"

"What!?"

The 50,000 disciples were numb when they heard this. Before, they only had to rush forward two or three feet, but this time they had to rush directly into five feet! ?

Especially the disciples who had not rushed into the 95-foot range before, they were about to cry. They had more time to be punished and heal their wounds. There were many disciples who had already fallen behind and rushed into the 95-foot range. Now there was such a strict requirement, which made them collapse.

But now, they can't care so much, they can only rush forward!

After six hours, seeing that most of the teams supported each other and rushed to the range of 90 feet with gritted teeth, Su Mu nodded with satisfaction. The degree of cooperation has been established, and the next step is to let them deepen the cooperation.

Only a few hundred people were punished this time, and Zeng Jianhuang was asked to punish them. Su Mu gave them three hours of training time this time.

One is to make up for the gap between the few hundred people, and the other is that the next 50,000 disciples will face more severe challenges!