The result of Jin Liwu forcibly controlling the soldiers was that the squad members' true qi backlashed against him.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Jin Liwu staggered back several steps. Yet he still roared unwillingly, "You—you're the fucking trash! I'm Jin Liwu!"
But by now, nothing he said mattered. More and more people resisted and broke free from his control...
At that moment, Yang Yi suddenly had an idea. He broke away from the children and leaped high into the air.
"The Martial Cry Battle Team's formation master may indeed be weak, but the Heavenly Wolf Team's formation master is strong. If you want to join the Heavenly Wolf Team, open your hearts and minds now and accept control from our formation master."
The moment these words fell, Jin Liwu—who was already on the verge of collapse—widened his eyes, fury flooding his face.
He roared madly, "Yang Yi, you want to steal my people?"
Yang Yi smiled and replied, "That's right, I'm stealing your people... In the past, the Heavenly Wolf Team had no formation master, so we couldn't recruit more than two hundred thousand people. But now, we have one."
At those words, every core member of the Heavenly Wolf Team shuddered violently, divine light flashing in their eyes.
That was right—the Heavenly Wolf Team could now recruit members, because they had Sikong Jing, a powerful formation master.
In that case, they would snatch people right here and now!
Fan Kui could not help bursting into laughter. He too soared into the sky and shouted, "Listen up, squad members of the Martial Cry Battle Team! Our Heavenly Wolf Team has a powerful formation master. We can lead you to victory..."
"Join us, and you can win!" All Heavenly Wolf members roared into the sky in unison, shaking