No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 157 Captain, you’re welcome!

Wu Zhuangguang's words made Xiao Miannian's only sympathy disappear completely: "Big guy! Birds of a feather flock together. You are just like that short-haired guy, so crazy!"

"It's so troublesome. I'll deal with you first, and then I'll deal with that buzz cut." Feng Nagi frowned unhappily, then picked up the mad knife, swung it violently, and chopped it directly.

At the same time, Xiao Miannian did not show any weakness either, he pointed the tip of his spear at Wu Zhuangguang and stabbed fiercely...

Yuan Que's nose was bleeding, he was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were beginning to unfocus.

"Hey! Erlengzi, grandpa... is still here." He stared at Zhang Liao's departing back and struggled hard, trying to get up from the ground.

"Why bother? We are at different realms, do you really want me to escort you out?"

Zhang Liao turned around helplessly and walked to Yuan Que's side, ready to kill Yuan Que with his sickle.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three sharp sounds were heard, and three arrows shot towards Zhang Liao as fast as lightning. Although he tried his best to dodge, he was unable to avoid them completely, and the three arrows eventually pierced his arms and thighs respectively.

The sickle also fell to the ground.

At this moment, the ten freshmen who were watching were all sent out of the training ground by Yan Sha and Wu Baitian without exception. Only seven people including Wu Baitian and six people including Zhang Liao were left on the training ground.

Wu Baitian quickly came to Yuan Que's side, handed him a first-grade Qi and Blood Pill and a first-grade Bone Tempering Pill, and then calmly ordered: "Go to Wu Zhuangguang, he can't hold on any longer."

Yuan Que swallowed the pill, took a deep breath, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and quickly ran towards Wu Zhuangguang.

"You're awesome, little dwarf." Zhang Liao was already unsteady on his feet, his arms were shot by arrows and he even lost the strength to hold the elixir. He simply lay down on the ground and looked at Wu Baitian with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

"Little Fatty's hammer is really heavy, but you can still bend the bow."

Wu Baitian kicked the sickle away, and then sat down next to Zhang Liao naturally. Without hesitation, she pulled out the green steel arrow that was deeply stuck in Zhang Liao's arm.

"Obviously."

Wu Baitian bent the bow and drew the arrow. His movements were smooth and without any delay. The arrow shot accurately at Xiao Miannian's calf.

"Zhang Liao, I'll give you another choice. Either you join my team, or you cry and beg me to allow you to join my team."

Zhang Liao endured the severe pain of having the arrow pulled out, and still spoke with disdain: "You are so persistent in me, do you like me? But I am not gay."

"Actually, my patience is very limited. Since you don't appreciate my kindness, let's just have some fun." Before Wu Baitian finished his words, he had quickly and accurately inserted twelve green steel needles into Zhang Liao's body.

The moment the steel needle entered his body, Zhang Liao's pupils shrank suddenly, as if the whole world froze at that moment.

He felt an indescribable pain, as if thousands of sharp blades were cutting every inch of his skin at the same time, and as if tens of thousands of steel needles were piercing his bone marrow at the same time, making him feel excruciating pain.

This sudden pain almost suffocated him, and in an instant, tears began to flow uncontrollably down his cheeks. Beads of sweat as big as beans fell from his forehead like raindrops, soaking his clothes.

"Ah——" Zhang Liao finally couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching scream. The voice was full of despair and helplessness, echoing above the empty martial arts field.

Liu Xiangyang, as the chief examiner, stood up suddenly, pushed Zhang Qisheng and Yao Changjing who were blocking him several meters away, and pointed at the martial arts arena with his eyes wide open: "Is this what you want to see???"

"Zhang Liao, a talented warrior who has reached the middle stage of the third rank before school even started, if he is really ruined because of a martial arts performance, what a huge loss this would be."

Zhang Qisheng and Yao Changjing stood on one side, like children who had done something wrong, and did not dare to say a word for a moment.

Liu Xiangyang wanted to go to Zhang Liao to see what was going on, but was stopped by Wu Shuangcheng.

"I don't think so. Didn't Gu Qingcheng just get six injections? He's fine now. Didn't you hear Wu Baitian invite him? What's the point of him being useless?"

Wu Shuangcheng patted Liu Xiangyang's shoulder and said words of comfort, but his hands intentionally or unintentionally fixed Liu Xiangyang in place, "Besides, no matter how much he screams, he is not dead, right? It is against the rules for you to go in."

"Wu Shuangcheng, you want to talk to me about the rules? This is not your Black Ice Stage!"

Xiong Tianfeng's huge arms held Wu Shuangcheng and Liu Xiangyang in his arms: "Hey, stop making trouble, look how harmonious they are getting along."

Wu Baitian pulled out the needles one by one from Zhang Liao's body, who was in tears. "Welcome, my lovely new team member."

"Captain, you're welcome!"

Zhang Liao uttered the words bitterly. It was not because he was spineless, but the pain was beyond his imagination and he could not bear it at all.

Wu Baitian patiently pulled out the arrows from Zhang Liao's arm and thigh, and considerately wrapped them up with bandages for Zhang Liao.

Only then did he help Zhang Liao stand up, and together they watched the battle in the distance attentively.

"Six against five, isn't this a bit unfair for us to win?" Wu Baitian asked softly. At this moment, her right hand had completely lost all feeling and hung limply by her side.

"Huh? How could that be? The winner can only be the one who wins in the end! Isn't it moral kidnapping to win unfairly?"

Zhang Liao stood leaning lightly on Wu Baitian's body. Without the 12 green steel needles, he felt that even if his arms and thighs were pierced, he was still able to fight ten people at once, and his condition was much better.

"Really? But I think it's a bit unfair." Wu Baitian was satisfied with Zhang Liao's flexibility and shouted to the people who were fighting fiercely, "Everyone, except Lin Yi, retreat!"

Wu Zhuangguang, Hua Muying and five others immediately dodged and withdrew from the battle after Wu Baitian spoke, and moved closer to Wu Baitian.

Both the people on the field and the teachers by the wall were shocked by Wu Baitian's strict discipline. They knew very well what kind of geniuses Wushen Wuda accepted.

But what is incredible is that it took Wu Baitian less than two months to train the other six people into such a state of high unity and obedience.

No matter whether it was the war at the beginning, the dispersal later, or the retreat now, it was simply refreshing their three views time and time again.

Wu Zhuangguang was the most seriously injured. The pressure of fighting two people alone was so great that he bled a lot every time he took a step. Fortunately, Yan Sha and Yuan Que supported him on both sides, so he did not fall down completely.

Wu Baitian turned around and casually glanced at Qi Minghui, Principal Qi, who was still sitting firmly against the wall. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart what the outcome of this duel in the martial arts field would be that would satisfy him.

But no matter what, it won't prevent Lin Yi from getting first place.

"Can he... do it alone?" Wu Zhuangguang had three or four Qi and Blood Pills stuffed in his mouth, and he was lying on the ground gasping for breath and speaking incoherently.

After Yuan Que let go of Wu Zhuangguang, he sat on the ground without saying a word, immediately closed his eyes and practiced breathing techniques to heal his wounds.

Hua Muying and Lu Yansen supported each other and sat back to back on the other side, stuffing organ-protecting pills and bone-tempering pills into their mouths. It was obvious that their internal organs had been pierced during the battle.

Yan Sha obviously looked in the best condition. He kept putting blood qi pills into his mouth with a pale face. It was obvious that he remembered Wu Baitian's teachings: save when you should and spend when you should.

After walking to Wu Baitian's side, he gently leaned on Wu Baitian's other side, turned his gaze to Zhang Liao, and asked, "Is this the new team member?"

Wu Baitian nodded: "Are there any of the remaining five that you like?"