The scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Wang's lips twitched wildly beneath the mask, Rose's fist hardened, and the expressions of the instructors present were also incredibly interesting!
Only the new recruits stood there blankly, somewhat bewildered.
"Is this kneeling? Really? No way!"
"What is he doing?"
They might have guessed what had happened, but they dared not even think in that direction. They were trying their best to find a reasonable explanation for everything they were seeing...
"Please, this is [Mask], how could it make such a basic mistake?!"
All eyes were on the vortex.
Vortex knelt there, taking a second to accept reality, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly raised his hands...
He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to the new students.
"Vortex from the Masked Squad wishes everyone a Happy New Year in advance!"
After saying that, he stood up abruptly, standing proudly as if nothing had happened.
Lin Qiye:...
Baili Pangpang thought for a moment, then leaned close to Lin Qiye's ear seriously, "Qiye, do you think... this instructor might have had a budget shortage and couldn't hire a real [Masked] squad, so they just found a high-quality imitation?"
"...It shouldn't be." Lin Qiye's gaze fell on Wang Mian, who was at the very front of the seven people, and his expression gradually became serious.
"Oh damn.... He seems strong..." Lin Xi Chen muttered to herself. Lin Qiye could sense that the man on the stage was exuding a faint divine aura.
Others might not notice, but the siblings could.
Because they are all agents of the gods.
At the same time, Wang Mian on the stage seemed to have noticed Lin Qiye and Lin Xi Chen's prepreses, and their eyes met.
After a moment, Wang Mian shifted his gaze and slowly finished reciting his lines:
"We are the [Masked] Special Squad."
Everyone gasped!
Yuan Gang's lips curled slightly upward, and his voice echoed once more in the training ground:
"Since you are not convinced, I will give you a chance, a chance to recognize yourselves, and a chance to truly come into contact with top geniuses!"
"It's 2:30 PM now. Before 9 PM, all 240 of you new recruits, no matter what means you use, as long as you can remove the mask from any one member of the [Masked] squad, you win!"
"If you win, it proves that you are really awesome, and there will be no need for this year's training camp. I will apply for you to graduate tomorrow!"
"But if no one does it by 9 o'clock, then you all better throw your ridiculous pride and arrogance into the toilet! Whatever requirements we make during the training camp, you must comply!!"
"Did you understand?!"
Upon hearing Yuan Gang's words, the new recruits present immediately erupted in an uproar!Soon, someone protested: "This is unfair! They are mostly experts at the 'River' or 'Sea' realms, while we are all at the 'Zhan' realm. How are we supposed to fight?"
"In this battle, all members of the [Masked] team will suppress their own cultivation level to the 'Zhan' realm!"
At the same level, 240 people are fighting against 7 people!
You... dare not?!
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
Since everyone is at the "Zhan" realm, there is no fundamental difference in strength. What remains is nothing more than tactical cooperation, strategy, and combat skills. Even though the members of the [Masked] squad are all renowned experts, there are still a total of 239 of them!
They could be piled up and killed, right?!
The new recruits' breathing suddenly became rapid!With such a huge difference in numbers, there's no reason for them to lose!
If we win... not only will we be able to skip this year of training, but we'll also be incredibly proud of ourselves!
"Good!!"
"I agree!"
"It's a deal!!"
"..."
The atmosphere among the new recruits was instantly ignited; they stared intently at the seven gray-clad figures on the stage, their gazes burning.
Seemingly sensing their high fighting spirit, Wang Mian narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low voice:
"To deal with you... I don't need seven people at all."
"We only need five people to take you all down!"
These words reignited the recruits' emotions, and they responded fiercely to Wang Mian's provocation, turning the whole scene into chaos.
"Are they really that arrogant?" Baili Pangpang asked in surprise.
"They're not arrogant, quite the opposite; they're seeking stability," Lin Qiye shook his head.
Baili Pangpang was stunned. "They only sent five people and they think they can wipe us all out? Isn't that arrogant?"
"The rules of this battle are that whoever removes the mask from any one of them wins, so the more people they send out, the greater their chances of losing." Seeing that Baili Pangpang still didn't understand, Lin Qiye continued:
"A team of seven people will inevitably have their strengths and weaknesses. Once a weakness is exposed, it is very likely to be exploited by the collective attack of 240 people. However, if all weaknesses are left out of the game from the beginning, this problem will not exist."
"You mean... they're worried that some team members aren't good at fighting, so they simply don't let them participate, thus eliminating their weaknesses?"
"That makes sense."
"So it seems they're actually wary of us? We have a good chance of winning?"
"Not necessarily." Lin Qiye glanced at the excited crowd in front of him and said calmly, "Although we have the advantage in numbers, they are a bunch of uncoordinated rabble. In this case, numbers have become our disadvantage."
"The five masked figures are a sharp, deadly blade, while we 240 are just a pile of loose sand."
"Okay..." Baili Pangpang sighed.
"Whether we can defeat Masked Man doesn't depend on how many of us there are... but on how many of us are smart." Lin Qiye's gaze swept over the new recruits around him.
Seeing that the crowd below had built up their momentum, Yuan Gang said, "The weapons you need can all be found in the warehouse. The next seven hours are yours alone!"
"Don't worry about how much damage is done or how many buildings are destroyed. No matter what state you make of this place, we can restore it..."
"Next... let me see what you're capable of."
After saying his last words, Yuan Gang turned and left with the other instructors.
"Let's stick to the original plan. Me, Vortex, Rose, Libra, and Moon Demon will go. You guys go back and rest." Wang Mian turned around and said a few words to the other two members, and they left with the instructor.
In the end, only 240 new recruits and the five members of the Masked Gang remained in the entire arena.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
All the new recruits looked at the five masked figures on the stage with ill intent. From the crowd, someone reached out and asked:
"When can we begin?"
Tianping smiled slightly, extended a finger, and pointed it towards the crowd.
The next moment, the questioner was struck in the chest as if by an invisible giant hammer, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backward!
Amidst the commotion, Wang Mian spoke quietly: "Wasn't what the instructor said just now clear enough? From two to nine, which means... it has already begun."