My Pretty Campus Queen

After several people ascended the platform, they looked with satisfaction at the dense crowd below engaged in battle and nodded approvingly.

As the camera zoomed in, the team members had already crawled fifty meters under barbed wire. Next was a fifty-meter climbing obstacle course.

These obstacles were essentially tall wooden frames with a lot of hemp ropes tied on them. The soldiers had to grab the ropes, climb up, and get over the structures. There were five of these, one every ten meters.

Don’t underestimate these high structures; for most people, climbing three of them is exhausting because they stand twelve meters high, requiring climbing up and then down.

Moreover, before this, they had already crawled fifty meters and went directly into climbing without rest, which is the most exhausting.

However, it was apparent that many were not that strained; only a few were unfit, but the majority, driven by the Sabina people’s persecution, the ruin of homes and family loss, continued forward, gritting their teeth.

Wu Guangzu was merely intimidating them, intending to deny them food; it’s just that training soldiers must be strict, without relaxation! Watching them work so hard now, Wu Guangzu displayed a satisfied smile.

Soon, the soldiers reached the third challenge, which was a water route, one hundred meters long, one and a half meters deep in muddy water.

The warriors were now fully immersed, with sweat beginning to seep from their foreheads. Finally, two elite members emerged from the group: one was Fang Mou, the other Lin Yi.

These two were at the forefront in every segment, performing excellently. Of course, Wu Guangzu and Xiao Feng had noticed, planning to select ten elite among the elite after these tests for special training, forming a special assassination team.

Therefore, seeing their outstanding performance, they kept watching, observing their subsequent performance.

The hundred-meter water route had begun, and this test not only examined if you could pass through but also had a condition: you must reach the destination before an incense stick burned out, or it would be considered a failure.

Fang Mou and Lin Yi wiped the sweat from their faces, glanced at each other, gave a shallow smile, nodded, and continued running forward with encouragement. They were good friends, played together since childhood, but their village was later trampled flat, occupied, and plundered by the Sabina army, resulting in the destruction of their homes and families.

That day, the two went to town to play, only to return and find the entire village severely injured or dead, with no survivors from their families. Seeing the ground littered with corpses, they were deeply grieved, resolving to dismember the Sabina people, but they felt helpless.

Later, hearing that General Xiao Feng was rallying under the flag to take back the Assassin Group, they realized this was a new force opposing the Sabina people.

Thus, without hesitation, they came to enlist; as the saying goes, troubled times produce heroes. No one was initially a hero, yet when forced by circumstances, they naturally became one. The two were originally innocent youths, with no ambition to serve the country or glorious aspirations, just wanting to live quietly.

But now, with the Sabina people in charge, the country didn’t resemble a country, so how could they talk about peaceful living?

The two gritted their teeth, persistently running forward. That force, like an endless power pusher, propelled them step by step toward the destination.

Along the way, they fell many times, swallowed lots of water, but helped each other, robustly climbing up and moving forward.

Watching their actions, Wu Guangzu took a deep breath; this was the power of hatred.

Hopefully, their motivation wasn’t merely personal revenge, but for national revenge. Yet as this thought arose, Wu Guangzu couldn’t help but bitterly smile, pondering if he himself was not also driven by the resurgence of the Assassin Group’s legacy!

In a blink, the team members began leaving the water route, their physical stamina now significantly decreased as many stood still, gasping for breath.

Fang Mou and Lin Yi were no exception; they were merely more mentally resilient, with no significant physical advantage over others, unlike Wu Mengting and Chen Tianlong, who had heaven-defying physiques enduring any hardship.

"Only half an incense stick’s time left; figure it out for yourselves! Such minor difficulties already tire you like dogs. With what will you resist the Sabina people’s iron wall-like army, with what?"

Ding Kong almost shouted these last words, his voice firm and full of hatred, an unforgivable hatred towards the Sabina people for Kuang Chenggong’s destruction of the Assassin Group, his beloved home.

Hearing this, the soldiers straightened their bodies and began sprinting to the next challenge.

Only to find in front of them a sea of fire, not just an ordinary sea, but one made up of five rings approximately one meter in diameter, with three fire circle challenges in total.

This test didn’t just require enduring the flames’ heat but also accuracy, lest they hit the iron ring and get burned.

This wasn’t particularly difficult, but those with poor mental endurance would be easily intimidated and prone to mistakes. Without fire, any soldier could likely accomplish it, but adding fire made it somewhat daunting.

The crowd hesitated a moment; Fang Mou and Lin Yi each stood before a fire circle, took a deep breath, clenched their teeth, sprinted forward, then leaped like dragons through the gate, their movements fluid and smooth. Seeing them pass effortlessly boosted the courage of the soldiers behind them.

One after another, they followed them through the leaps, and except for one or two mishaps, most made it through smoothly.

For the next, just applying the same method would suffice. As the saying goes, once you’ve done it the first time, there’s nothing to worry about the second. Very soon, over a hundred people successfully passed the fire circle test.

The final test was a two-hundred-meter sprint, and here, everyone had to carry a sandbag with fifty kilograms of sand.

There was less than a minute left now. Everyone knew time was pressing, hurriedly strapped on their prepared sandbag, and began running toward the front.

However, after walking a dozen meters, what appeared before them was a mud pit. Both Mo and Lin Yi felt frustrated at the same time, but there was no way out now; they could only muster their courage and step forward. As soon as their feet entered the mud pit, their entire ankles sank, and they nearly lost balance and fell.

Fortunately, they quickly supported each other and managed to stabilize, but they knew they didn’t have much time left. If they didn’t move forward, they would fail.

Thinking of this, they each nodded, gathering their last bit of strength, "Brothers, charge! Ahead are the Sabina people who killed us!"

To give their comrades some motivation, Lin Yi shouted deliberately. Hearing Lin Yi’s voice, everyone, though in a daze, knew it wasn’t real. But just thinking of the word ’Sabina’ brought them relentless drive.

In an instant, an inspiring scene unfolded. A hundred people were seen bolting through the mud, carrying sandbags, like mighty bulls, sprinting with all their might.

"Ah....."

"Charge...."

Accompanied by earth-shattering shouts, the cries echoed through the back hills of the Fire Dragon Stronghold. Wu Guangzu looked at these Tiger and Wolf Warriors and smiled with satisfaction. He truly underestimated them; they all managed to get through in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

This was thanks to those two, Mo and Lin Yi.

"We made it, we’ve finally reached the destination, we’ve passed." Focusing solely on sprinting, they didn’t know where they had arrived until someone suddenly shouted, making them realize they had passed.

"Haha, we’ve all passed, that’s great." At this moment, everyone cheered, embracing each other despite being filthy, because this time, helping one another and being of one heart, they became united.

Soon, the team returned to the training field. Wu Guangzu stepped down from the high platform, then spoke with a bit of humor, "You all performed well, looks like lunch today can’t be skipped."

"Haha....."

Everyone was amused by Wu Guangzu, but he suddenly did a 180-degree turn and became serious, "However, this is just a small test. The enemies you’ll face in the future are exponentially more brutal; they kill without blinking. It’s not just about enduring some pain, it’s about facing death, death that can come at any time. Are you all prepared for sacrifice?"

After hearing this, everyone became serious. They understood that as part of a formal military, each was on the edge of death. However, having chosen to be here, they had long regarded life and death indifferently.

"Captain, we’ve already prepared for sacrifice." Suddenly, two people in the team shouted, and Wu Guangzu looked in the direction of the voice. It turned out to be the two elites from the earlier test, Mo and Lin Yi.

"Yes, we’re all prepared for sacrifice!" Given that someone spoke up, the others couldn’t remain silent.

"Good!"

After Wu Guangzu shouted, he directly turned to Tan Batian of the second team and said, "Xiao, it’s your second team’s turn now."

"Yes, second team, all here, line up!"

After Tan Batian organized the team for a while, he continued, "Is our second team the strongest, will we lose to the first team?"

"Of course, we’re the strongest, we won’t lose!"

The entire second team shouted in unison.

"Hahaha, don’t give me just empty shouts. Show your passion and skills, don’t just talk the talk, let me see your results." Having been made a team leader, Tan Batian couldn’t be too kind. He knew well that today’s kindness is the reason they’ll die on the battlefield tomorrow.

"Understood!"

The soldiers were full of high morale, seemingly invigorated with strength and determination.

"Alright, move out!"

With Tan Batian’s command, more than a hundred people from the second team marched towards the training ground, again with the time limit of an incense stick.

Thus, by the end of the morning’s training, the comparison made the second team even more wolf-like and tiger-like, with an unwillingness to lose attitude, unleashing the heroic spirit of the Tiger and Wolf Warriors.

Wu Guangzu watched as his brothers fought desperately. At this moment, he seemed to foresee the scene not far in the future, where he would lead this army to kill the King Assassination Team.

Soon after training ended, Wu Guangzu and Xiao Feng, as they were leaving, greeted each team captain, arranging for the two best-performing team members to go to the captain’s room.

As soon as Wu Guangzu and Xiao Feng entered the room, they saw Xiao Qing excitedly running over to pour them tea.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuxin was outside, chatting with Ding Kong, Ru Nian, and others.

Wu Guangzu looked a bit disappointed; he had hoped the one pouring him tea would be Gu Yuxin, not Xiao Qing. That’s how love is; when you’ve fallen for someone else, you always want to see her, while also hoping she’ll respond to you in some way.