The sound of footsteps was extremely heavy, as if two huge stone pillars were constantly smashing towards the ground.

  The sound is getting closer and closer, listening to this frequency, it seems like someone is running towards here at a fast pace. But if it's a person, how can they make such a big footstep sound?

  If ten people walk at the same time, it's still okay. However, even if they train for a long time and manage to keep in step, there will still be some difference between their footsteps and one person's voice.

  The people in the temple were shocked and uncertain, wondering if someone with high skills had intentionally used their internal energy to amplify the sound of footsteps. If that was indeed the case, then this person's internal energy must be extremely high, far beyond what they could match. However, if one had achieved such a level of cultivation, why would they still act so recklessly and mysteriously?

  Their eyes all turned in the same direction as the sound came from.

  "Hiss..."

  The sound of gasps rose intermittently in the crowd, and they finally saw clearly. However, at this moment, they doubted whether their eyes were seeing things wrongly.

  A tall figure emerged on the campus, his physique was exceptionally robust. The men of Beidi were originally tall and strong, but compared to this person, they immediately seemed much shorter.

  However, what caught people's attention was not this tall man, but the two giant turtles on his shoulders.

  Those two bronze lions almost as tall as a man were the culprits behind the huge footsteps.

  Qin Yong...

  It was almost moaned out in a low voice.

  To this giant with the reputation of being the world's number one brave warrior, these heroes from the jianghu were not unfamiliar.

  Qin Yong, this name has been well-known far and wide in recent years, and there are few people who do not know it. However, regarding the various rumors about him that are almost absurd, these Jianghu men have always maintained a consistent attitude of half-belief and half-doubt. After all, before seeing it with their own eyes, who can believe that such a monster actually exists in the world?

  "Bang..."

  Two giant bronze lions crashed heavily to the ground, Qin Yong's face twisted in a fierce scowl, his throat suddenly bursting open as he let out a loud roar: "Ahhh..."

  On the ground, dust flew everywhere, and even the invisible air seemed to be stirred up by this earth-shaking roar, giving rise to a sudden gust of wind.

  This time, even the usually imperturbable Zhebie found it hard to bear. He furrowed his brow and strode out in big steps, leaving the range of direct attack by the sonic weapon.

  Zhebie can leave, but these heroes of the rivers and lakes cannot afford to lose face by retreating in disarray. One by one, their faces turn pale, yet they still insist on standing firm without taking a single step back.

  At this time, no one dared to doubt the exaggeration of the rumor anymore.

  This is in the capital school field angry drink a sound, one hundred thousand men for it timid, in Xiongnu western capital born tear Da Jia Xi, force suppress Ao Ben Zong Shi, in northern border big camp, from heaven to descend, force throw giant stone's Qin Yong.

  Such a person is worthy of the reputation as the number one under heaven.

  "Uncle Hu, Uncle Zhang, it's been a while." A gentle and refreshing voice came from the front, carried by the wind.

  Coincidentally, these men of Jianghu simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

  Four people in a row, seemingly strolling in the courtyard, yet swift and unmatched, in an instant, they had already crossed the campus and arrived at the top of the high platform.

  "Taiyi True Man?" The old Taoist standing beside Xu Haifeng in the temple couldn't hide his shock anymore and blurted it out.

  Zhang Zhong then directly fell to his knees and said: "Junior Zhang Zhong pays respects to the true man."

  With a hearty laugh and a wave of his hand, Zhang Zhong felt a surge of great strength come over him, as if an invisible pair of hands had lifted him up.

  "Who is this little doll?" asked Taiyi Zhenren.

  If it were someone else who was being so arrogant, Zhang Zhong would have left in a huff long ago. However, facing the Taishi Zhenren, the leader of the three great masters of the Central Plains, he didn't dare to have any thoughts of resistance.

  "Junior Zhang Zhong, my former teacher was Chen Da from Datong City." Zhang Zhong said respectfully.

  "Chen Da, so it was this child all along..." Taiyi Zhenren stroked his flowing white beard and asked: "Has Shixiong passed away as well?"

  "Yes, five years ago, my former teacher had already passed away."

  "Alas... I'm old, Taiyi Zhenren is indeed old." The Great Emperor Taibai sighed.

  "A pleasure to meet you in person." The group of Jianghu men simultaneously bowed deeply to the old man.

  "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The old Taoist waved his hand to stop him and said: "I came here today at the invitation of Master Xu. Let's not talk about this little courtesy, let's focus on the main issue."

  "Master Xu Zong."

  Hu did not dare to disobey in the temple, and instead turned to ask Xu Haifeng how he was doing. As for why Xu Haifeng wanted them to come here, he actually had a huge question in his mind.

  Xu Haifeng smiled slightly and suddenly asked: "Hu Qianbei, what do you think of Xu's Black Flag Army?"

  The eyes of the multitude turned towards the thousands of soldiers still standing upright in the school grounds.

  They remained as still as statues.

  In the temple, just as he was about to praise him with a couple of sentences, his eyes swept over the humanoid dragon Qin Yong below the stage, and suddenly remembered something, his face changed slightly.

  Qin Yong's appearance was earth-shattering, and that one loud shout made even these Jianghu figures with extraordinary skills tremble with fear, their legs shaking. However, the black flag soldiers seemed to have not heard it at all, from start to finish, no one moved a single step.

  At the thought of this, his face turned extremely colorful, could it be that his own group of people couldn't even compare to an ordinary soldier?

  "Hu Qianbei, this is Xia Ya Jun, my humble wife." Xuhai Feng introduced.

  With a suppressed heart, Hu Si hastily bowed and said: "Shi Gongzi."

  "This is... " Xu Haifeng pointed to Li Mingtang beside him and said: "One of the guardians of my Black Flag Army, Li Mingtang."

  Everyone looked up, only to see that Li Ming Tang's eyes suddenly burst out with two bright and dazzling lights, a powerful and overwhelming pressure came down on them.

  In the temple, their faces were deathly pale. They only felt a mysterious power that was invisible and intangible, constantly eroding their nerves and willpower. The power seemed to be elusive and vague, making it impossible to grasp, yet it was so real and palpable that it made them tremble with fear.

  "Bang."

  Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore, their legs went soft and they fell down, fainting.

  The enormous pressure vanished suddenly, just like its sudden appearance, disappearing instantly without a trace. Only a faint aftertaste remained in the air, leaving people with lingering fear.

  "Grandmaster."

  At this moment, they are all thinking of these two words in their hearts.

  Although they are not qualified to touch the gate of that spiritual world, this does not mean that they cannot distinguish this mysterious power.

  The power of the mind, this mysterious and unpredictable energy, made them both respectful and fearful.

  Taiyi Zhenren, Xu Haifeng, Xia Yajun and this Li Mingtang who has never been known to anyone.

  Here, on this small mountain top, four masters have actually gathered. Is this the true strength of the Black Flag Army?

  Hu Si forced a bitter smile and said, "Master Xu, you summoned us here. If there's something to be done, please instruct us. We won't dare decline."

  He is also a seasoned old rivers and lakes, although he can't guess the meaning of Xu Haifeng, but seeing this scene, how can he not understand that Xu Haifeng is doing it on purpose.

  Xu Haifeng couldn't help but laugh at Jiang Kongming's approach, which he sincerely admired. This opening move was perfectly timed.

  Jiang Gongming once said that the reason why this group of Jianghu men can't get along with ordinary soldiers is because they possess extraordinary martial arts skills. Ordinary soldiers, even if they come in groups of ten or twenty, are still no match for them. If so, how can we expect them to lower themselves and blend in with the ordinary troops?

  The Kaixuemen and the Meilingshan Manor have been at odds over the title of the world's number one fast sword, and the matter has become notorious throughout the Jianghu. Their numerous battles have been enthusiastically discussed by the martial arts community.

  However, in Xu Haifeng's eyes, this was simply a meaningless farce, and he couldn't possibly put aside his identity as the Sect Master to participate in it.

  It is equally impossible to expect those skilled martial artists to unconditionally obey military orders and accept the command of some low-ranking generals.

  However, on the battlefield, unless it is a master-level warrior or an ultra-high-end expert like Qin Yong, Zhebie, or Houhai who has reached the extreme in a certain aspect, there is no possibility of changing the situation in an instant.

  If it were just ordinary personal bravery, even if one were a top-notch master, it would be like those scattered and weak sparks that can easily be engulfed by the endless sea of people, not even stirring up a single ripple.

  So, how should this rare military force be arranged?

  Jiang Gongming's approach was very simple and clear: let them form their own army.

  These more than 200 martial arts masters, if they can unite and work together, will be able to exert tenfold or even a hundredfold of their power at certain moments.

  For this reason, Jiang Kongming has even given this unit a loud number "Special Forces".

  However, since it is named after a unit, military discipline and regulations are an inevitable major problem.

  To make them obey like ordinary soldiers, they must first be made to submit willingly and not dare to harbor any thoughts of disobedience in their hearts. Only then can the goal be achieved.

  For this, Jiang Kungming spared no effort and arranged for Zhebie, Heiqi Jun, Qin Yong, and the four great masters to appear in succession. These people were almost all of Xu Haifeng's trump cards, and once they were all out, the shock would be so great that it was not necessarily the last, but it would definitely be unprecedented.

  The effect is excellent, and there is indeed no one to compare with. From now on, the more than 200 Jianghu Hans have not a single bit of arrogance in their hearts, and they are truly convinced by Xu Haifeng's possession of such power.

  Just then, Xu Haifeng swept a glance at those Jianghu men with fearful eyes, and muttered to himself, afraid that the effect was too great, it's a bit overdone.

  If they are scared out of their wits and become timid as a mouse afterwards, how is that good?

  He sighed helplessly in his heart, and one of the important conditions for forming this special force in Jiang Kongming's plan was that they had to have excellent martial arts skills. But if it were just that, then there would be no need to look elsewhere, as there were plenty of such people in the Black Flag Army.

  However, apart from this, there is another more important condition, which requires all team members to have quick and agile adaptability, so as to accomplish some special tasks that ordinary troops cannot do.

  If it weren't for this, just a cup of blood wine would have achieved the goal, and there would be no need to make such a big fuss.

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