"When you fought those recruits, did you encounter any difficulties? Did anyone show strength far beyond that of an ordinary recruit?" Lin Qiye looked at the others and asked.
"Not on my side," An Qingyu replied.
"Me neither." Cao Yuan nodded.
"Strange... I didn't encounter any either..." Lin Qiye thought for a moment, then looked at Jialan. "Jialan, how was it on your side?"
Jialan blinked and pondered seriously for a moment.
"No? They were all pretty weak. No one could take more than three punches from me."
"So if there are any Ancient God Church spies among the recruits, they should still be mixed in with the main force?" Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "Be careful when we make our move later. Don't screw this up."
"Alright."
Lin Qiye turned around and looked toward the large training ground beneath the night sky, speaking calmly.
"This assessment should be coming to an end..."
Somewhere in the Training Camp.
Lu Baoyou walked alone down an empty road, frowning at his surroundings, his eyes full of confusion.
"Where is everyone? Why did they all disappear? Weren't they running around like headless flies just now? What exactly happened here..."
Lu Baoyou felt that something was very wrong with this Training Camp.
After hesitating for a moment, he pulled a standard straight saber from beneath a warehouse that had already been blasted flat beside the road. He casually swung it a few times before gripping it in his hand.
Just then, he seemed to sense something and turned to look toward the intersection ahead.
The ground trembled faintly as more than three hundred recruits, carrying blades and spears, charged through the intersection with murderous momentum, heading straight for the large training ground.
Their fighting spirit soared into the heavens!
"Huh?" Lu Baoyou was stunned by