Chapter 94: Sir Alex Ferguson (2)

In the training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers have stood in line.
The previous lieutenants had already stood on the stage and waited.
When Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong on the stage, he felt the scorching eyes that kept falling on him.
These people, most of them, followed Mu Xiong to the sunset wasteland to find her. Naturally, she witnessed the scene of her being tortured with the whip.
It is understandable that the scene was shocking.
Let these iron-clad men forgive Mu Qingge's recklessness and accept her as a little master.
Of course, there are also some curious and skeptical scrutiny. It seems that it is difficult to compare the man who is as firm as iron, as tall as a sword in the mouth of the beautiful young man in red and his fellow robes. integrate.
Ignoring all kinds of scrutiny, Mu Qingge stepped forward, with his hands behind, and said loudly: "Today, I was choosing my guard. I must be someone who has heard of me. Here, I would like to ask if People who are not willing to defend me, please take five steps."
As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar in the training ground.
Choosing a guard, isn't it just picking someone who is pleasing to the eye? How come there is this one?
Not to mention them, even the lieutenants looked at Mu Xiong without knowing it. The latter, because they had something to say beforehand, could only smile wryly and shook their heads, letting them rest assured.
Unsure of Mu Qingge's mind, after being silent for a while, two to three thousand people hesitated and took five steps back.
Maybe they didn't want to be Mu Qingge's personal guards, or maybe they felt that being personal guards was no better than killing the enemy in battle. However, most people stood still in their doubts.
Mu Qingge didn't even look at the two or three thousand people who withdrew. Her eyes only fell on those who stayed, and she said again: "Leaving the middleman, who is over twenty, please take five steps back by yourself."
Everyone was in an uproar again.
Why is there an age limit? Even if there is, shouldn’t it be the older the better? The older you are, the stronger your cultivation realm is.
What are you doing to pick some little Maotou who are still in the Red Realm? Do you want to play with his little Sir Alex?
Lieutenant Xiong shook his head in disappointment, and strode to Mu Xiong's side and said solemnly: "Old General, you can't let the little Sir Alex mess around anymore.
Mu Xiong frowned slightly, "Is my grandson really fooling around? ’.
After a moment of contemplation, Mu Xiong still said to Lieutenant Xiong: "Let's look at it first."
Lieutenant Xiong will not violate Mu Xiong's decision. I had to sigh and retreated to his colleagues.
No one came out to stop it, and the remaining 7,000 or 8,000 people retreated again by more than 5,000 people. The rest are teenagers between the ages of sixteen or seventeen to twenty. Most of them are cultivated in the red realm.
After two rounds of screening, 10,000 people were left with less than 3,000 people.
The number of Mu Qingge's guards is five hundred. In other words, the selection ratio of the remaining people is five to one, or six to one.
The clear eyes, like ice, fell on everyone else one by one. After putting everyone in his eyes, Mu Qingge said again: "Now, the rest of you, carrying ten deniers, run a hundred laps around the training ground."
After finishing speaking, in the soldiers' stunned, she looked at Mo Yang and said, "You too."
Mo Yang did not hesitate, silently nodded, and jumped off the stage, the first to bear the weight for himself. His behavior caused a glimmer of approval in Mu Qingge's eyes.
With Mo Yang taking the lead, the remaining two to three thousand people also started to move.
Soon, on the huge training ground, a thousand people laps started.
One hundred laps, which is nearly a hundred miles away.
A load of ten deniers is equivalent to thirty kilograms.
Without strong physical strength and willpower, it would be difficult to run down.
In the end, before sunset, only 700 people had actually completed 100 laps, and they all collapsed to the ground. Mo Yang was also among them, but his pale face and tight lips never let out a moan.
Looking at the 670 people, Mu Qingge turned to Mu Xiong and said, "Grandpa, the first screening of Qingge has been completed. These 670 people are candidates for my Guards. As for where they will be eliminated later. One hundred and seventy people, in ten days, Qingge will give the answer."
With just a glance, the number of people is clearly known. It seems that this little Sir Alex is not as wasteful as the rumors. But what does she want to do?
Several lieutenants exchanged glances secretly, speculating in their hearts.