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    After riding the Moonsaber through the steel gate, a simple arena appeared in front of it¡ªthe ground was dug fifteen meters down to form a football field-sized concave.  On both sides of the alcove, there are doors with steel fences One of the doors leads to the dungeon where the prisoners are held, and the other is the rest room for the soldiers who are about to go on trial.

    The part above the ground has stepped seats for Guanlan Fighting Skills.  At this moment, there are nearly 5,000 soldiers sitting on it, all of whom have rushed to support since last night When Fa Siqi went to report to Jingyu, he expected that Jingyu would come, so he asked them to gather here first.

    After seeing Jingyu and Fasqi entering the arena, they stood up neatly under the watchful eyes of the queen's guards dispatched by Fasqi and saluted Jingyu as a show of respect.

    At the bottom of the seats, there is also a ring-shaped platform area separated by metal guardrails and surrounding the entire arena.  Tyrande was waiting here with a thousand rangers with bows and arrows on their shoulders.

    Protectors will be selected from these rangers.  During the fight with the devil, they will stand in the ring platform area and wait to shoot to ensure the safety of their own personnel in the fight.

    Jingyu and Fa Shiqi set up the Moonsaber in this platform area.  Tyrande walked over to them and said a few words to them, then went back to the ranger troops and made them line up in three rows on a horizontal side.

    Jingyu walked past them as if reviewing troops.

    These elf girls are different from those new soldiers, they respect Jingyu from the bottom of their hearts.

    They looked at him with such eyes.

    Jingyu responded with a smile, and said to Tyrande who was walking by his side: "They are all of high quality. When I saw them again, I thought of how to arrange it Come and see."

    He put the elf girls at ease.  Without chanting a spell in front of everyone, he easily created an ice arena model out of thin air with a flick of his finger, which caused commotion and consternation among the elf warriors in the Guanlan seats.

    The model has intersecting lines like tortoise shells Tyrande and Vashj roughly counted, there are 25 grids of different sizes, which just divide the arena.

    Up to here, Jingyu's magic is not over yet.  With a little concentration of his mental power, he actually made 200 models of elf female warriors vividly, and they were scattered in groups of eight on the circular platform area on the model.

    Then he said: "Tyrande, let the girls follow this grid and remember their own defensive intervals."

    He took eight of the female warrior models as an example, and connected eight thin lines from their bows to one of the diamond-shaped lattices.  Then rotate different eight-person groups in turn to link different grids.

    "Every time 200, 8 people per grid, 5 groups of rotation, each group for half an hour. After a fighter enters the field to fight, the girls in that area must concentrate and take responsibility."

    Tyrande looked into the real venue, nodded after comparing the model, but shook his head again.

    "Jingyu, there is no grid in the field. Even if the girls can remember the approximate interval, they can't distinguish the dividing line It is easy to get confused in these positions, resulting in 'both teams thought it was the opponent's defensive area and didn't shoot.  'Case."

    "You're right, then I'll divide them up"

    Before Tyrande and Vashki could understand the meaning of his words, he jumped into the air.  The bat wings on his back spread out, and after a brief pause, he reached out and pulled out the saber behind him.

    Jingyu glanced at the field, a ray of light bloomed in his pitch-black eyes, and a shocking aura erupted, stirring up a whirlwind.

    The elves below only felt as if they were shorter.  And the man called 'Human' in the sky is suddenly like a sharp knife out of its sheath sharp, tyrannical, and invincible!

    He swung the silver knife downward.  The knife and the arm seemed to become several in an instant, waving at the same time.

    Bass The sound of the ground being cut resounded in the ears of every elf.  They could only stare unblinkingly at the damage caused by a weapon like a knife wielding a knife tens of meters above the sky.

    Because, for them, that is a field they have never set foot on, a scene they have never seen, a smoothness and swiftness that cannot be achieved by magic, druids, priestesses and priests' prayers, etc.  , sharp, fierce.

    Especially fierce It is simply a yearning for warlike men.

    Suddenly, Tyrande and other elves thought of the strange cut marks extending from the ground at the entrance of the Moon God Temple, and they understood what kind of 'magic' it was caused by.

      The shadow of the knife finally returned to the only one, and Jingyu inserted the knife back into the scabbard.  He pushed down with his left hand, and there was a buzzing sound, and the dust caused by the cutting was stirred up.  Then, the hand is grabbing upwards.  All the dust seemed to be drawn by a strong suction, funneling towards his palm.

    However, the dust did not enter Jingyu's palm Before reaching his palm, it formed a sphere, was sent up into the sky by him, and then he punched it to explode.  When the breeze blows, it disappears without a trace.

    The bat wings on Jingyu's back flapped and flickered, and he returned to the ground.

    "That's all right." He smiled at Tyrande.

    Tyrande, who was also stunned, glanced at the Guanlan seats, and the corners of his lips suddenly curled up.

    "Of course!" She looked at him meaningfully, then turned and walked towards the rangers, and made Jingyu's arrangement to them.

    The 200 capable rangers quickly took their positions.

    "Fasiqi," Jingyu said to the beautiful female elf who was always by his side as an assistant, "let them release 8 demon guards."

    "Yes." The female elf bowed and left.

    Jingyu faced the Guanlan Seat.  Seeing that the new soldiers were still a little distracted, he clapped his palms with a slight domineering aura It felt like the clear and crisp palm sounds shook their hearts, making them very fond of Jing.  Yu's strength is even more unpredictable.

    Jingyu said loudly: "The enemies are eight demon guards, the most common unit of the Burning Legion. They are all fighters I need ten of you to complete this first training. If you are confident in defeating them, stand up."

    The soldiers looked back and forth at their companions on the left and right, and slowly stood up some, some, and finally all of them.

    They began to show eagerness to try.

    Because of this, Jingyu smiled

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