I look at the soldiers who have a big gap between the rich and the poor. I run my internal power and shout: "all noble soldiers, come out!"

I looked at the aristocratic children who had walked out of nearly 20000 people, nodded and stepped over their bodies! Go back!

I looked at the soldiers in broken armor and said, "all the soldiers above the intermediate swordsman level! Out of line! "

with the sound of rhythm, nearly 10000 people came out in an orderly way!

Kerry looked at this scene incredulously. How could he not think that there were so many masters hidden in the soldiers he had never...