Upon entering the military camp, one can clearly smell the scent of alcohol and blood, accompanied by various shouts and applause. Naturally, Li Meng, Hu Feng, and others hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects, but they did not stop the ongoing training.
Listening to the sounds of battle nearby, Chen Xi tiptoed to see clearly that over a hundred people were actually fighting fiercely, surrounded by thousands of spectators!
What made Chen Xi's eyelids twitch was that these bastards were using real swords and spears, wearing armor, and were essentially fighting for real; this certainly did not seem like a game.
Especially when he saw someone get slashed across the chest with sparks trailing, and then, in retaliation, cut the opponent's arm, Chen Xi's eyelids and cheeks could no longer endure. These bastards were conducting their so-called routine training again.
