Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The development of Heavenly King Sect was extremely fast, in a short span of half a year, he managed to win over quite a few experts and elites. Adding on the old member's original prestige, it could be said that the Heavenly King Sect's human resources network were basically spread across the entire Fifth Column.    

    

Su Ling was well aware of the current situation, but she couldn't come up with a method to deal with it.    

    

After all, on the surface, Heavenly King Sect only consisted of the mutual exchange of comrades. Most importantly, they all gathered together in their private time and space.    

    

At least on the surface, there was nothing inappropriate about it. Besides, the senior members of the mysterious division 5 were not ordinary people. Everyone had their own backgrounds.    

    

especially the founder of Heavenly King Sect... Lu Tianfeng!    

    

This person was not simple at all. His strength was extremely strong and he basically could not find an opponent for him within the entire Fifth Column of his clan. Moreover, his clan's Lu Family was an extremely famous Merit Family in the federation.    

    

As for the reason why Su Ling sent out her veteran team members and activated the new recruits to regroup the mysterious 5 divisions, it was because her military martial arts results were not satisfactory these few years. On the other hand, it had a lot to do with Lu Tianfeng.    

    

Of course, she had also been hinted at in secret.    

    

For example, on the first day she came to the War God Army Group, the Army Commander had personally talked to her, and there was mention of the mysterious fifth division, Lu Tianfeng, Lu Tianfeng's uncle, the current vice captain of the fourth squadron, and a few others.    

    

That was why Su Ling had reorganized the mysterious fifth division and dismissed all the old members.    

    

Just think about it, it had only been less than a year since she came to the War God Army Group, yet she was able to dispel all public criticism at the meetings of the upper echelons of the military. Forcefully disbanding the five divisions was not something that could be done with just a military order.    

    

It was obvious that Lu Tianfeng wasn't someone to be squashed casually. Other team members were resentful in their hearts, but he was quite satisfied and didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction. On the contrary, he had the time to comfort those senior team members.    

    

As a result, even though he had left the mysterious five divisions, his prestige had grown even higher.    

    

This time, Su Ling brought the new recruits back to the base. The new recruits with potential and background all received the care of the Heavenly King Sect in private, and even tried to rope them in.    

    

In particular, the recruits from the military academy were given the status of veterans to help or care for as well as to show off and other important invitations.    

    

Han Guoer was naturally one of them, moreover, it was the vice president, Karlov, who personally paid her a visit. What was unexpected was that Karlov was so surprised to see Han Guoer that he actually had the heart to adore her.    

    

Although it had only been a single day since the recruits came to the War God Army Group, everyone knew about it from inside the Heavenly King Sect. Karlov had shouted at him more than once to make Han Guoer his girlfriend.    

    

Zhou Wenlve, who was already a member of Heavenly King Sect, cursed at the big bear in his heart. However, as a recruit, he had no right to speak, and even if they were to compete with background, his Zhou Family was merely a second-rate family in Longhai City.    

    

Therefore, with Han Guoer's excuse, Zhou Wenlve volunteered to approach Han Guoer as a lobbyist. Actually, looking for Han Guoer three times now had nothing to do with Karlov.    

    

Today, he once again found an excuse to come here. Unexpectedly, he saw the smiling figures of Zhang Yang and Han Guoer.    

    

Of course, it was impossible to kill him, but it would be easy to cripple his limbs. He had already thought about it, so in the chaos, anything could happen to him.    

    

He nodded: "Vice president, it's true. I saw them enter the training center together with my own eyes."    

    

While they were talking, seven or eight people had already entered the hall. Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of the soldiers around them. Many of them smiled as they greeted them, while others left quietly.    

    

Although they belonged to different brigades, these people still met quite a few times in private, and the elites that were recruited by the Heavenly King Sect were all people with backgrounds. Normally, the officers assigned to the missions and the resources were all people belonging to them, and many of the soldiers who were not members of the Heavenly King Sect had been 'taken care of' before.    

    

Even if it was a brazen fight, one of these guys had lost, the next one came and beat you until you lost all your temper.    

    

On the surface, it looked like the army was like this, but as the leader, Su Ling couldn't possibly be thorough. After all, she was in charge of the upper echelons of the army.    

    

Karlov casually greeted the familiar people around him. Then, he squinted his eyes and quickly saw Han Guoer and Ye Liner, who were whispering in their seats.    

    

Without Zhou Wenlve's reminder, Karlov followed the two girls' occasional glances and soon saw a figure on a treadmill in the westernmost corner.    

    

Karlov was not an idiot, he turned around and looked at Zhou Wenlve, "Who is he? It's also this year's recruits? "    

    

"I don't know." Zhou Wenlve shook his head honestly. He knew that there were some things he couldn't do that were too obvious, so he said, "But it doesn't look like a military man."    

    

"I also feel that he's not a soldier. Just look at his clothes. Could it be that he was guaranteed to enter?"    

    

Someone beside him interrupted. Zhou Wenlve was secretly happy. He wanted this kind of effect. To be specific, he didn't know where that brat came from, but he could faintly feel that the other party wasn't simple.    

    

After all, Zhou Wenlve was also a 4-star esper. At that time, he was able to break five fingers without any resistance. It was obvious that he had some strength, but that was all he was capable of.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

"..."    

    

Zhang Yang moved his legs slowly on the treadmill. No matter how much exercise Zhang Yang did, he didn't sweat at all.    

    

He raised his head and looked around at the soldiers who were sweating profusely. An inexplicable feeling of envy overcame him, and then he wiped his forehead, "Damn it, it's good to be young. Unlike me, who has a complicated mentality, it hurts."    

    

Although he didn't know who invented the term "pain in the balls", if it was used on Zhang Yang, it would definitely be the most appropriate word for it. He had a complicated mentality and an erratic personality.    

    

There was nothing more painful than this.    

    

However, thinking about how he had once been angry, hot-blooded, worked hard and then regained his balance, well, at least he hadn't died yet.    

    

"New recruit, move aside!"    

    

Before he could come back to his senses, a boorish bellow came from behind him.    

    

Zhang Yang ignored him and continued to run. However, he still turned his head around and saw two robust soldiers in training vests staring at him with faces full of ridicule.    

    

Looking around, there were a few soldiers on the treadmill, but they were all replaced by a group of muscular soldiers.    

    

When Zhang Yang looked at them, what greeted him was Gao Yang's robust biceps, as well as a provocative gaze and actions.    

    

"Didn't you hear me, recruit?" One of them walked forward and grinned, "It seems like you still don't understand the form. Do you want me to teach you the rules of being a new recruit?"    

    

"I'm not a recruit." Although Zhang Yang thirsted for hot blood, he wouldn't use boring things to provoke him. On the contrary, he hated trouble.    

    

"Not a recruit? So you're a veteran? "Why haven't I seen you before?"    

    

"I'm not a soldier."    

    

"Not a soldier?" The fellow suddenly laughed out loud and then saluted him as if he was making a joke. "Are you the officer then?"    

    

Whether it was the soldiers on the treadmill or the onlookers, everyone burst into laughter and looked at Zhang Yang as if they were looking at a monkey.    

    

"I'm not an officer." Zhang Yang ignored the gazes of the surrounding people and replied patiently.    

    

"So you were guaranteed to come in from the outside?" The soldier beside him opened his mouth and teased, "Don't you know that outsiders have no right to guarantee entry into this place? "This is a military secret. Who gave you the guts?"    

    

Speechless, he shook his head. Zhang Yang didn't say anything unnecessary and walked straight to the ground. Then, he walked towards the leftmost, empty Treadmill.    

    

He was stopped again.    

    

"Who allowed you to leave? "Without clarifying the problem, don't even think about leaving today. An outsider actually entered our training room. Tell me, what is his purpose?"    

    

Zhang Yang finally understood that people would always find fault with themselves. Even if you didn't do anything, others would still find a bullshit reason for him to do so.    

    

"Who is the one looking for trouble?" Zhang Yang suddenly raised his head and stared at him.    

    

"Roar!" "The tone is rather hard." One of them sneered, looked straight at Zhang Yang, and said, "Come with us, explain your problem clearly. Otherwise, you won't be willing to see what happens next."    

    

Another round of laughter came from all directions. In the eyes of those soldiers who didn't know anything, this was the scene of a veteran teaching a new recruit a lesson. It was no big deal.    

    

Moreover, even if they were going to fight, it didn't matter. Although there were clear rules, fighting in the army was a tacit agreement from the top to the bottom. The premise was that one had to win.    

    

However, everyone quickly stopped laughing, and their expressions turned even more interesting.    

    

"Try it." Zhang Yang looked straight at him.    

    

"You're courting death!"    

    

The soldier was enraged. As he spoke, he took a step forward, and the veins on his sturdy arm bulged as he punched straight at Zhang Yang's chest.    

    

Zhang Yang was expressionless. He saw the fist was coming at him. He stepped forward and flew backwards like a crane. He retreated three steps and the opponent's punch missed.    

    

"You have some skills in scolding me."    

    

The fellow sneered. After his punch missed, he leaped forward again, his heavy leg striking out like a steel leg.    

    

A sharp gust of wind hit him. Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed into slits as his retreating figure suddenly turned around, causing him to slightly bend his waist. In the instant that his shoulder shook, his body slightly bent to avoid the blow by a hair's breadth.    

    

"You are courting death."    

    

After failing to launch an attack for a long time, the opponent actually continued to dodge. He felt that he had lost face, and after his Whip Leg struck nothing, his right foot did not even wait for his right foot to hit the ground, and he continued to swing his arms to smash downwards.    

    

All of them were combat techniques used by the army.    

    

Bullet Punch, Righteous Punch, Chopping Punch, Elbow Punch, Hand Knife!    

    

Cheers sounded out from all around. The guy's arms were like dragons as they flew up and down, attacking and attacking nonstop. His legs were hiding killing intent as if ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.    

    

"Lie down!"    

    

The sound of a kick reaching Zhang Yang's ears. Sou! The sound of wind whistled over as a roundhouse kick hit Zhang Yang's ear.    

    

Zhang Yang immediately raised his arm and clenched his fist. His body slightly twisted and his waist gently swayed as he punched towards the incoming foot.    

    

Bang!    

    

The sound wasn't very loud, but the two people who clashed with each other instantly bounced away. The robust soldier flipped in the air and landed on the ground. He shook his right foot a few times and then stared fiercely at Zhang Yang who was retreating.