"Hu Qianbei, thanks to everyone's support, I, Xu Haifeng, am deeply grateful."

  "Where, where, I'm ashamed to show my face..." Hu Si muttered with a bitter smile. If he had known earlier that the Black Flag Army was so powerful, he would have rather stayed at home playing with his grandsons and wouldn't have come to invite trouble for himself.

  Xu Haifeng smiled slightly and said, "Everyone is working together for the country, I have great respect in my heart. However, may I ask Senior Hu, how should we arrange for everyone?"

  He let out a breath of relief and said, "In the past when we went to the northern border to fight against the Xiongnu people, ordinary disciples with decent martial arts skills would assist in battles, serve as scouts, and gather military intelligence. Those with slightly higher martial arts skills would serve as personal bodyguards for various generals, protecting their lives at all times. As for those with the highest martial arts skills, they were not restricted and roamed around the enemy's camp, looking for opportunities to assassinate the enemy's high-ranking generals."

  What he was most worried about was that Xu Haifeng would suddenly get excited and disperse the more than 200 Jianghu masters, assigning them to various camps as cannon fodder. That would be a real injustice.

  If it were another general, he would not have such worries. However, after seeing the unparalleled strength in Master Xu's hands, all sorts of strange and bizarre thoughts emerged freely, which was also a consequence of losing his usual calmness.

  He slightly shook his head, and Xu Haifeng sighed: "Hu Qianbei, among you, even the one with the lowest martial arts skills has a cultivation close to that of a second-grade master. It can be said that the elite of the Northern Martial Arts world are all gathered here, this is a powerful force, if it were to be scattered and dispersed, it would be a pity."

  His face changed in the temple, he muttered to himself, this General Xu's Black Flag Army was famous for its might, by rights, he should be a veteran general who had experienced many battles. But listening to his tone, it seemed that he wanted to absorb them into the Black Flag Army. He frowned, could it be that Master Xu didn't know about the unyielding nature of Jianghu people?

  Coughing, Hu Si revealed a forced smile in the temple and said: "Master Xu has no knowledge of this. We Jianghu people are used to being wild and cannot bear constraints. If we join your army, I'm afraid it would be counterproductive."

  His words were completely evasive, and how could Xu Haifeng not hear it?

  He glanced at him with a faint smile, and Xu Haifeng said: "Don't worry, Senior Hu. I just want to ask everyone to form an army outside the Black Flag Army's organization. What do you think, Senior?"

  "Forming an army of one's own?"

  "Not bad, this army will be named after special forces, what do you think?"

  Hu Si Zhong and Zhang Zhong exchanged a glance, they were completely at a loss for this unheard-of name.

  "Excuse me, Master Xu Zong, what is this special forces unit?" Zhang Zhong asked hastily, taking a step ahead.

  Xu Haifeng did not respond, raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, most of the people present were skeptical, but they were also in a state of decline, so no one dared to refute him.

  With a faint smile, he turned his head and said, "General Advisor, it's your turn to take the stage and explain."

  "Haha……" Accompanied by a loud laughter, a man walked in big strides. He wore a white Confucian robe, which stood out starkly against the black surroundings. It was none other than Jiang Kongming, the second-in-command of the Black Flag Army and Jiang's military advisor.

  He walked onto the high platform and saluted the crowd with a bow. Hu Si, who was waiting, didn't dare to be slow, and returned the salute one by one, stealing a glance, only to see that Taiyi Zhenren also nodded his head and smiled, which showed that Jiang Kungming had a great weight in this old man's heart.

  Jiang Kongming suddenly stretched out his hands and clapped three times in mid-air. A strange noise erupted from the north, and several people displayed their lightness skills as they came from afar. Each person held a tray in their hands and quickly ran towards the high platform. Their speed was extremely fast, and in just a few strides, they arrived at the top of the platform.

  In the temple, those with mediocre vision saw him as extraordinary, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of fear in their eyes.

  This row of five people were all top-notch experts, yet judging from their attire, they looked no different from ordinary foot soldiers.

  This Black Flag Army is indeed a place where dragons and tigers hide, with talented and extraordinary people as numerous as the hairs on an ox, their strength is like the vast ocean, profound and immeasurable.

  Jiang Kongming turned around and took out an object from the tray, handing it to Hu Si Zhong, saying: "Senior, do you know what this is?"

  Hú Temple received it, gazed at it for a while, and this thing was perfectly round, slightly shaking, transmitting the sound of flowing water. He twisted open the lid, took a closer look, and inside was filled with half a bucket of clear water.

  This is obviously an ordinary water bottle made of bamboo slips. When the common people travel far, they often carry one with them to meet their temporary needs.

  Jiang Kung-ming wondered why he had to bring a water pot for his own appreciation. He was bewildered and sensed that there must be a reason behind it.

  After watching it for a while, he finally confirmed one thing: this thing was indeed just an ordinary kettle that could be seen everywhere.

  "This should be...". He hesitated for a moment and said: "It should be a kettle."

  Jiang Kung-ming smiled but did not answer, instead taking out another identical item from a different tray and handing it to Hu Tzu-chuan, asking: "Did you take a good look at it?"

  He took the two water bottles in his hand and compared them, frowning: "Although I'm a bit older, I'm confident that my eyes are still good, these two things are just ordinary water bottles."

  Jiang Kung-ming's face revealed a satisfied smile, but for some reason, Hu Si felt that the seemingly harmonious smile was filled with a cunning flavor like a fox.

  "Qin Yong, put down the Lion King, come here." Jiang Kongming shouted.

  "It is..." The loud voice was like a thunderclap on a clear day, and Qin Yong eagerly threw away the two bronze lions in his hands and rushed up three steps at once.

  His pace was not fast, but his stride was too big, one step was equivalent to the distance of two ordinary people. In a few steps, he had already climbed onto the high platform and stood in front of Jiang Kongming with a silly smile.

  Jiang Kongming reached out and took back the second water bottle from Hu Si's hand, smiling as he said, "Senior, please take a look."

  He wiped his hand on the back of the teapot, lifted the spout, and aimed at Qin Yong, who was standing still on the ground. Suddenly, a burst of dazzling blue light shot out from the bottom of the pot, and countless thin steel needles flew out with lightning speed, hitting Qin Yong's body with a continuous clanging sound.

  The people in the temple changed color on their faces, unexpectedly there was a hidden mechanism inside, and what made them even more shocked was that Qin Yong swept his body with a nonchalant expression, brushing off all the fine needles embedded in his clothes. Looking at his calm demeanor, it seemed as if they were just some fake toys.

  Qin Yong's clothes on his chest and abdomen had many small holes, which looked shocking. However, he was unharmed, only muttering in a low voice: "Again, I'm being used as a test subject."

  Although he had lowered his voice as much as possible, with his vocal cords, it was impossible to lower it any further, and at least the people on stage could hear him clearly.

  Taiyi True Man's slightly closed eyes finally had a ripple, he was both shocked by Jiang Gongming's sharp tool and admired Qin Yong's indestructible body.

  What a great copper skin and iron bones! I really don't know how this guy was trained. With this kind of physique, he's already unbeatable, no wonder even Li Yanbo and Auben can't do anything to him.

  The old Taoist's gaze drifted lightly over Zhebie and Li Mingtang, then looked up at the towering giant tree several zhang away.

  At the top of the giant tree, where the branches and leaves are, a black shadow appears and disappears, swaying with the wind, as if it has already merged with the treetop and become one, no longer distinguishable from each other.

  Withdrawing his gaze, the old Taoist also saw for the first time all the trump cards in Xu Haifeng's hands. For these extremely special individuals, even he felt an extraordinary surprise.

  Everyone's gaze shifted to the ground, and under the illumination of the sunlight, dozens of fine needles actually reflected a strange blue glow.

  There were many old veterans present, and at a glance, they could tell that this was definitely poisoned, and it was the kind of poison that was extremely potent.

  At this time, their eyes looking at Jiang Gongming's hand in that kettle had already flowed out a few colors of horror.

  Just now, only a metallic click was heard, and these dozens of needles have already hit the target. If it wasn't Qin Yong standing in front of Jiang Kongming, but anyone else among them?

  As soon as they thought of this, their faces turned three points whiter. At such a distance, let alone being unguarded, even if they had been prepared in advance, how could they possibly escape?

  "What does General Jiang mean?" The expression on Hu's face was uncertain, but at this time he did not dare to offend Jiang Gongming, so he could only ask in a low voice.

  "There's nothing special." Jiang Kongming smiled calmly and said loudly, "The seven items here are all things that can be seen everywhere in daily life, but after being designed and crafted by the students, they have become completely different. The one just used is one of them, and the student named it 'Peacock Feather'."

  His gaze suddenly turned sharp, and he said: "Even if it's a scholar with no strength to bind a chicken, relying on these ingenious devices, it's enough to kill a martial arts master below the first rank on the spot. I don't know if you all believe it or not."

  Upon hearing that there were as many as seven such hidden weapons, even the calmest of people couldn't help but feel a shiver run down their spine.

  In the temple, Hu took a deep breath, his face looking even more unsightly: "Of course, what Military Strategist said cannot be false, it's just that I still don't understand Military Strategist's intention."

  Jiang Kongming put away his smile and said seriously: "These things are one of the basic equipment of special forces."

  As soon as this was said, a murmur of whispers arose from below.

  The life on the rivers and lakes is a life of licking blood from a knife. There are those who may not see tomorrow, no one can guarantee their own safety for life.

  For them, if they can have such a hidden weapon on their body, isn't it equivalent to having a protective treasure? At critical moments, it may be the lifesaver.

  At this time, everyone looked at the peacock feather in Hu Si's hand, and their eyes already had a few points of heat. If it was for this treasure, then even joining that laborer's team would be worthwhile.

  Moreover, judging from Jiang Gongming's tone, as long as they joined that unit, there were other treasures to be had. Once they thought of such a powerful thing being at their disposal, their hearts began to beat rapidly.

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