Conditions

The rising sun climbed into the sky.

Xiao Tianyang stood at the entrance to the military camp, watching Tang Chen leave.

Behind him, Fei Hu asked in a muffled voice, "City Lord, why are you being so polite to him?"

"Even if he's a Limit Douluo, surely he doesn't deserve such deference from you?"

Yuwen Chengdu's standards for selecting candidates were extremely strict. Two requirements had to be met before one could qualify for the reserve corps.

First, their character had to be reliable.

Small faults were acceptable, but grave mistakes were not. Nor could they narrowly pass by skirting the bottom line Xiao Tianyang had set.

Just as Xiao Tianyang had told Yuwen Chengdu back then.

These were comrades who would one day fight shoulder to shoulder with them. In private, they would also be their best brothers and closest family.

At least, Xiao Tianyang believed that only in this way could they trust one another and achieve perfect coordination.

Only then could the Divine Might Legion's overall combat strength undergo a qualitative leap.

Second, they had to possess the four virtues of loyalty, courage, righteousness, and trustworthiness. Not one could be lacking.

Yuwen Chengdu was exceptionally loyal to Xiao Tianyang himself, so he demanded the same from others.

One might think that was asking too much.

But if one thought so, then there was no need to join the Divine Might Legion's reserve corps.

Because this legion itself was Xiao Tianyang's private property.

If one lacked confidence, why come and bring trouble upon oneself?

As for lacking courage, that was even less acceptable.

The Divine Might Legion did not have many members, yet it could venture deep into the Savage Forest and fight the local tyrants, the Barbarian Tribe, without defeat.

Its advantages came from superior equipment, differences