Gao Wu: I, the human martial saint, suppress all races

"It's a call from the front line."

The soldier handed the phone to General Bai.

"Hey, it's that guy Lao Li. Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Do you need my help?"

After taking the phone, Bai Jiang said with a smile.

He is also one of the guards of the Black Wall, but he returns to the rear every year to take charge of the talent training camp.

After the genius training camp is over, he will naturally return to the front line and fight against all races.

beep!

The call is connected.

"Lao Li, what happened? I need you to call me personally. The work here is not finished yet."

General Bai held the phone in one hand and poured tea in the other.

"Let me tell you, there are still a few good seedlings here who are coming from behind. I plan to take them to the front line to see them too."

Bai Jiang was talking to himself until he finished his first sip of tea and frowned when he heard there was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Is the phone broken?"

Heavy breathing sounded.

"Something happened on the front line."

On the phone, Li Jiang's heavy voice rang.

"What happened? Is there any new action from Wanzu?"

Hearing this, General Bai's expression became serious.

Although the genius training camp is important, it is nothing compared to the war.

"No."

General Li didn't know what to say to General Bai. He couldn't say that the person you sent to me and specifically told him to take care of was gone now.

"Then what happened, you can tell me."

General Bai breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it's not an attack by all races, other things don't matter.

"Yes……"

General Li was still hesitant.

"You should tell me, mother-in-law, what kind of man does he look like?"

General Bai joked as he tasted the tea.

"Then I really said it."

Li Jiang sighed, "Do you still remember the Lin Mo you sent to me?"

General Bai was stunned for a moment, remembering the way Lin Mo dominated the training camp before, he couldn't help but smile, "How about that, that kid didn't embarrass you?"

"Let me tell you, Lin Mo is very strong, absolutely no worse than anyone else, and will definitely surpass you and me in the future!"

Bai Jiang smiled, but Li Jiang on the other end of the phone was slightly silent.

The happier General Bai is, the less he knows how to say it.

"You are talking, what happened today?"

General Bai asked strangely, vaguely thinking of some possibility, "No, this kid is in trouble!"

"No."

In the end, General Li decided to tell General Bai everything, after all, this was the person he recommended.

"Before I say anything, you have to be mentally prepared."

General Li said, making General Bai even more confused.

"After Lin Mo came to the front line, he performed very well and was very powerful, even as good as the descendants of the Martial Saint."

General Li simply said, "Moreover, he chose the Martial Saint level difficulty in his first out-of-city assessment."

Hearing this, General Bai couldn't help but laugh and slap the table.

The stronger Lin Mo appears, the better he looks.

"What's next? Hurry up." Bai Jiang urged.

"He carried out his first mission and killed dozens of third- and fourth-level tribesmen. We haven't completely counted them yet."

Bai Jiang smiled and drank tea, everything was as expected.

"When the assessment time was about to end, he and Su Yu, a descendant of the Martial Saint, killed two fifth-level tribesmen together."

"puff!"

Li Jiang said softly, but Bai Jiang on the other end of the phone spat out the sip of tea he just drank.

"You, what did you say!!!"

"Say it again!"

Not caring about losing his composure, Bai Jiang stood up directly, grabbed the phone and yelled.

His hands were trembling slightly, and there was an incredible look on his face.

When he sent Lin Mo to the front line, he knew that Lin Mo was very strong, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong!

Kill two fifth-level tribes?

What is this concept?

Even a well-trained small team must avoid its sharp edges for the time being.

But Lin and Mo were destroyed?

At this moment, Bai Jiang only felt endless shock in his heart.

Is this really a student who has just entered the battlefield?

"Then what? Their results are definitely No. 1!"

Bai Jiang said excitedly, pacing back and forth in the room.

"Good boy, next time we meet, I will reward him well!"

Bai Jiang laughed.

But Li Jiang on the other end of the phone looked at the other three people with a bitter look on his face.

"His results are number one, but there is a possibility that he won't be able to participate in this general selection."

General Li said, and General Bai, who was laughing, suddenly froze.

"What are you talking about? With such good results, why can't you participate? Don't tell me that someone is using the back door. I hate this the most!"

Bai Jiang's voice became colder, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He is a soldier!

What I hate the most is when someone is making trouble when planning for the future of the human race.

"No, it's Lin Mo. He was injured. He suffered a serious wound."

General Li sighed, General Bai's face suddenly stiffened.

"He forcibly killed two fifth-level tribesmen, but he also left serious injuries on himself. We have tried our best to save it, but..."

Li Jiang's helpless voice came from the phone, and Bai Jiang's expression trembled.

He was fighting on the front line, so he naturally knew what General Li meant by being injured.

If it was just a minor injury, I would never come and talk to him.

There is only one possibility.

Lin Mo was seriously injured!

And, there is no cure.

Otherwise, Li Jiang would not go out of his way to inform him.

"Then now he..."

General Bai's voice trembled.

"His aura is stable now, but his injuries have not been relieved. He needs a seventh-level martial arts holy medicine to be completely cured."

General Li said, "Come back and let's go meet the Yuhua Martial Saint together!"

"There is no hope, we have to go."

"Lin Mo, you can't die like this!"

The veins in Bai Jiang's hand holding the phone were exposed, and his eyes were a little red.

He didn't expect that Lin Mo, who he had high hopes for, would be on the front line.

"You go and inform Commander Shen Ling, and we will go together..."

General Li said, but General Bai was no longer interested in listening and rushed outside.

"Come here, prepare the vehicle!"

"Where's Commander Shen!"

General Bai hurriedly shouted, directly stimulating his energy and blood. Under the surprised eyes of the entire training camp, Shen Ling, who had the same solemn expression, set off directly.

"By the way, you guys are coming too."

Although General Bai looked impatient, he did not forget the business. He took the Wen brothers and sisters with him and left immediately.

"Is there something wrong on the front line?"

Everyone looked at the back of General Bai and the others in confusion and said doubtfully.

"It seems like something happened on the front line."

The person who stayed to take over the training camp said in a solemn tone.

"Frontline? What can happen on the frontline? The three major fortresses are all guarded by today's martial saints!"

Bai Shan, who had a good relationship with Lin Mo, asked in confusion.

"I just heard that Lin Mo, who went to the front line before, was injured?"

The soldier said, but there was a hint of respect in his eyes.

"He killed two fifth-level tribes of thousands of people!"

The people below were stunned for a moment, and then looked horrified.

"Two fifth-level tribes!"

Baishan stumbled and almost fell.

"Brother Mo! No, God Mo!"

"What on earth are you doing!"