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After hearing the news, the candidates for the Twelve Generals all became active.

There are currently about sixteen candidates for the twelve generals in the organization.

Candidates who wish to become one of the organization's twelve generals must not be older than thirty-five years old.

After all, if he still can't become one of the Twelve Generals at this age, there is no need to continue training him. He will automatically be transferred to a deacon in the organization, and his salary will be one level lower than when he was a candidate for the Twelve Generals.

These candidates are full of expectations and desire.

They knew this was a rare opportunity.

Some people's eyes sparkled with excitement, as if they had seen the moment when they would become the Twelve Generals;

Some people clenched their fists and secretly cheered themselves on; others began to plan how to stand out in the next competition.

"Now that the barbarian general is missing, our chance has come." A candidate said excitedly, his voice full of anticipation.

"Yes, we must seize this opportunity." Another candidate echoed with a firm look in his eyes.

"But the competition will definitely be fierce, so we must be fully prepared." Another candidate said, frowning slightly and falling into deep thought.

They knew very well that it was extremely difficult to defeat the older generation of the Twelve Generals in the challenge.

Originally they were all equally talented, but the Twelve Generals had been trained for many more years than them, and after becoming the Twelve Generals, they also had much better resources than them.

It is really difficult to win a challenge. Basically, there are only one or two winners in several sessions.

Moreover, as long as the one or two winning members are alive, they will be the strongest among the twelve generals, and it is normal for them to become generals.

Among the four generals currently, three of them gradually became generals after winning the challenge competition, and General Zhou is one of them.

"Although it is very difficult, we can't give up." said a candidate, with firm belief in his eyes.

"Yes, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must go all out." Another candidate also said, with a determined look on his face.

One of the candidates, Zhang Qiang, is 34 years old this year and will soon be over the age limit.

Moreover, he was not sure about challenging the twelve generals. He thought he would be eliminated and become a deacon, but the disappearance of the barbarian general gave him an opportunity.

His eyes were gleaming with desire, and he clenched his fists tightly, thinking to himself: "The Barbarian General is missing, this is my chance. I must work hard to become one of the Twelve Generals."

There was a determined look on his face, as if he had already seen the glory of becoming one of the Twelve Generals.

Another candidate named Wang Li was also calculating her own chances.

After all, she is not young anymore. Although she is one of the few female members among the Twelve Generals, she will not receive any preferential treatment in the underground organization. On the contrary, as a girl, she needs to work harder.

She bit her lips slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

She knew that this opportunity was rare, but the competition would be very fierce.

She secretly encouraged herself in her heart: "I must prepare well and not miss this opportunity."

These candidates began to take action.

Some of them were asking around for information to find out the details of General Barbarian's disappearance; some were stepping up their training of their Pokémon to improve their strength; and others were thinking about how to stand out in the challenge.

On the training ground, the substitutes were sweating profusely.

Their Pokémon were running, jumping, and releasing skills on the field, creating a very lively scene.

Zhang Qiang was directing his Charizard to conduct combat training.

He yelled, "Charizard, use Flame Jet!"

The Charizard immediately opened its mouth and spewed out a powerful flame.

His eyes were focused and determined, and his face showed a serious expression.

Wang Li was practicing tacit understanding with her Gardevoir on the side.

She said gently: "Gardevo, we need to be more tacit."

Gardevoir nodded and sent out a telepathic wave.

There was a gentle smile on her face and her eyes were full of expectations for the future.

In the discussion area, the candidates were also having lively discussions.

They shared their training experiences and insights and discussed strategies for the challenge.

"This is a rare opportunity, we must seize it." said a substitute.

"Yes, but the competition is also fierce and we must be fully prepared," responded another substitute.

Their voices were filled with excitement and nervousness, and their eyes revealed anticipation and worry about the future.

These candidates for the twelve generals are all working hard for their dreams.

They know that only by continuous efforts can they win the challenge, become one of the Twelve Generals, and realize their own life value.

The whole organization became lively because of the disappearance of the Barbarian General. The members and candidates of the Twelve Generals were working hard for their future.

In this competitive and challenging environment, everyone is waiting for their own opportunity.

General Zhou, on his side, sat in his room with a gloomy look on his face.

His hands were tightly clasped and trembling slightly, revealing his inner uneasiness and anxiety.

General Zhou knew about General Man's situation, but he dared not say anything at this time.

He was filled with regret when he thought about the huge losses the organization suffered because of this incident while he gained nothing.

"If my plan succeeded, even if I lost the Barbarian General, as long as I used my life energy to become a champion, even if Hades found out, he wouldn't do anything to me. Now, I have lost more than I gained."

General Zhou cursed secretly in his heart.

He blamed all the faults on Zhang Zhu and the barbarian generals.

"It's all Zhang Zhu's fault. He didn't notice that General Man secretly left. And General Man, why did you have to be so secretive? He didn't even notice me. He deserves to be dead now."

General Zhou's eyes flashed with anger and his lips were tightly pursed.

However, General Zhou knew very well that these things must not be known to the leader Pluto.

Thinking of this, his eyes became even colder.

"Zhang Zhu cannot be kept." He decided secretly in his heart.

But who should be sent to kill Zhang Zhu?

Now the organization is in a panic and my identity is not suitable for action.

After all, there are countless eyes watching everywhere now, and it might be troublesome if I try to deal with Zhang Zhu.

General Zhou frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Originally, my youngest son Zhou Zhen was a good fit, but he's not strong enough. Unless he's at the king level, he definitely can't beat Zhang Zhu." General Zhou shook his head helplessly.

He thought of Zhang Zhu's strength and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Zhang Zhu is less than 30 years old, but he has two king-level Pokémon. Although it was due to some potions, it is not simple.

It really gave General Zhou a headache to get rid of Zhang Zhu without any risk.

He stood up and paced up and down the room, rubbing his hands together.

"Who should we send?" His voice was low and full of anxiety.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in General Zhou's eyes. He had to solve this trouble as soon as possible.

Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, he will face serious consequences.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and continued to think about feasible solutions.