Every year when the ice and snow melt and spring returns to the earth, the shrine of the glory is spread throughout the diocese of Elderland, according to the convention, a group of teenagers of appropriate age will go to the Revelation Mountain to participate in the assessment and trial of the Knights of the Holy Tribe. Although there are very few qualified people who can stay in the end, it is still difficult to stop the fanatical yearning of countless ordinary church believers, because this is their only chance to change their destiny. n∈∈

The candidates for the recommended trials of the Guanghui Temple have always been extremely strict. First, the ancestors were devout believers for three generations, and they were influenced by the teachings of the church since childhood. Secondly, they were objective requirements such as thoughts and conduct, and finally, whether they were healthy and had the potential to practice.

However, time has changed and it is difficult to avoid it. Many parish territories regard the trial candidates as their tools for making money, so that generations of new knights are becoming less and less, and the quality is not even equal. Among them, the outstanding ones are orphans from church relief houses. Even if several generations of pope personally ordered the rectification, they did not get good results. In desperation, the church had to increase the difficulty of trial selection and eliminate the fishermen as much as possible.

After Valia Church parted, Mommor threw Xialan to his deputy Casar and turned a blind eye to his indifferent attitude as if he had never known this person. It was not until Xialan stood out from the trial assessment of the Knights of the Cultivator with excellent results that the two were able to meet again.

The new moon begins to brighten 1137, the spring of the year of the celestial rebellion.

Xia Lan gloriously became a Trial Knight Student.

The trial base is in the circular canyon 30 miles away from Cologne. Except for the narrow passes entering and leaving, it is surrounded by towering cliffs, and the food and clothing cost is all solved.

The trial students are similar to living in a confined military camp. The rooster crows every day, the morning light is dim, and the cruel trials of inhumane officially begin. They often end only after nightfall. After a moment of rest for dinner, they must gather to listen to the teachings of the priests' church. When they basically return to the camp to rest, the moon is already in the middle of the sky.

Such a trial that tortures and abuses the body and mind caused the unbearable teenagers to withdraw one after another. When early summer arrived, there were only sixty trial students in the entire canyon. You should know that the number of trial students in the initial trial was more than 1,800.

Xia Lan is one of these sixty people. Now he has dark skin and strong body, as if Qingsong was standing tall in the trial students team at the school. Compared to his previous weak appearance, he was completely different.

In fact, Xia Lan didn't know how he survived it.

He clearly remembered that he fainted for a long time due to overdrawn on the first day of the trial, and became a joke for the entire camp trainee. There was no way, who would have made this body so poor? If it weren't for the trial, he could only withdraw from it before he could leave, otherwise he would have been the first to be expelled.

At that time, he had to face not only a difficult and painful trial, but also had to deal with other trial students around him who were determined to tease and humiliate him. The phenomenon of bullying the weak was generally present in any environment, and even the trial instructors acquiesced to this behavior.

Survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest.

This is the bloody rule in the trial field.

In terms of combat experience, let alone the trial instructor, even if the leader of the Knights of the Holy Tribe is not necessarily Xia Lan's opponent, but the problem is that Xia Lan is no longer the original Xia Lan. Now he is just an ordinary person, a mortal with no power to tie a chicken.

He endured bullying silently, gritted his teeth and insisted on completing all the trial projects. He fell down countless times and stood up countless times. Perhaps some people admired it, but more people regarded it as stubborn and stupid.

Xia Lan never cared about other people's opinions, he only knew how to prove himself with his actions.

And he is not a coward who only knows how to endure, but his nature is to repay blood with blood.

Later in a swordsmanship competition one day, he used the wooden sword to retaliate against all those who bullied him. He broke his hands and broke his legs, and his moves were cruel and cruel.

After this incident, Xia Lan's fear in the eyes of other trial students even surpassed the trial instructor.

As time goes by, Xia Lan's trial scores have become more and more excellent. Coupled with the performance of the previous swordsmanship competition, he won not only the awe of the trial students at the same time, but also the recognition and appreciation of many trial instructors.

The inspirational drama of civilian counterattacks is always talked about. Although such stories are staged every year, they will never get tired of the feelings they give to people. They are like a living role model, spurring all those who are striving to believe in the goals and ideals they pursue.

In nearly three months, the first phase of the trial came to an end.

The sixty trial students who stood out in the canyon of the trial base are undoubtedly the best in the assessment. In terms of grade ranking, Xia Lan, who once shined, was only ranked 11th. From this, you can imagine the ability of those who ranked ahead of him.

The first place in the trial student, Cassitord, who was only seventeen years old, had reached the highest level.

The trial assessment of the Knights of the Cultivator was like a game in his eyes, but he was usually low-key and taciturn, or perhaps it was a barrier caused by the huge gap in strength, so he didn't know a friend in the same period of the trial students, which was very similar to Xia Lan.

I heard that he is the son and nephew of a great man in the sacred temple. Coming to participate in the trial is purely a formality. After the trial, he will naturally become a member of the glorious Knight of the Templar, and may even go directly to the Templar sequence.

Xia Lan fought with him in a swordsmanship competition. With just one move, Cassitord knocked away the sword in his hand.

There was nothing else, because his speed was so fast that Xia Lan had no reaction at all.

The gap in the level is like a natural barrier that is difficult to cross, and Xia Lan can't accept it.

In the early morning, when the whistle sounded, the group of trial students quickly completed the emergency assembly at the school ground, waiting for the instructor's orders at all times. As a result, they waited for a long time, and from sunrise to noon, they did not receive any instructions.

The instructors stood around them, but before the instructor spoke, no trial student dared to speak. With such discipline, no one was willing to bear the consequences of violation.

"The tenacious will is a trait that must be possessed by the road to the Knights of the Celestial Church, and the weak will never be qualified to be a strong man."

"I am very happy to see you continue to stand here and compare those who have left the defeated dogs. Even if one of you is finally defeated, I believe you are still the elites of the future."

"Next, I will continue to wait and see your performance in the second game."

I only heard the sound, but I didn't see the person.

A mysterious voice suddenly echoed in the huge canyon for a long time.

From the attitude of the instructor like a wooden stake, we can roughly speculate that the other party's status in the temple is definitely not low.

When the voice disappeared, the instructors finally made a move. They came to the front of the trial students team, with their hands on their backs, and their expressions were solemn. The atmosphere in the school field suddenly became strange and tense.

"Now I announce your second trial."

At this time, a serious middle-aged man walked out of the instructor. He was holding a stack of sheepskin envelopes in his hand, and the dark red varnish on it was clearly visible on it.

"Stand out of the line with the name...Bog, Aiken, Norlins, Itsot..."

After a moment, six trial students walked out of the team and stood neatly in front of the middle-aged man.

"Get a envelope at will."

The middle-aged man held a thick stack of envelopes in front of the trial life closest to him and said expressionlessly.

The trial student named Norlins calmly took a letter, and then the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "The envelope contains the details of your trial mission. You are a group of six of you, leaving the canyon today. You can only come back after the mission is completed, or you still haven't come back three months later, and the assessment will also fail! Understand?!"

"clear!"

The six students from the Trial Student spoke in unison, and then left without looking back.

The middle-aged man's name continued, while the number of students in the trial was getting smaller and smaller. It was not until the seventh round that Xia Lan called out the name.

“…Green!”

Xia Lan is the last one named in the six-man group. Green, his current pseudonym, a very vulgar name in Elderland.

When the middle-aged man reached out to hand out the envelope, the trial student at the front did not answer, but glanced at Xia Lan carefully with the corner of his eyes. He seemed to see his indifferent appearance and secretly picked an envelope. When the middle-aged man drove them away, the trial student who received the envelope quickly came to Xia Lan, with a slight look of fear and respect, and secretly stuffed the envelope to Xia Lan and said, "Green, please take a look at the details of our trial mission first. Maybe we will all count on you in this trial mission."

Xia Lan did not refuse at all. He stuffed the envelope into his arms, but there was no intention to open it for the time being. Instead, the trial student who gave him the envelope was a little impatient: "Green, aren't you going to take a look first?"

"No hurry."

Xia Lan glanced at the other team members while walking. He probably knew about the group life within three months.

He gave the envelope with a sincere heart and called Willie. He ranked 23rd in the assessment score. He was born in a big knight family, had a slick personality and was good at changing his mind. He once teased Xia Lan with words. After the swordsmanship competition, his attitude towards Xia Lan changed drastically. After all, the impact of that swordsmanship competition was too shocking, but he avoided the competition with Xia Lan at that time, so he was always worried that Xia Lan would settle the score later.

The remaining four team members are ranked at the end, and they rarely meet Xia Lan on weekdays. Except for their names, they don’t know much about the rest, which generally gives people the stereotype of being orderly and obedient.

When they returned to the camp, there were not many things to pack. They brought the distributed armor and weapons, rode the equipped horses, and gathered at the location according to time. The six people rode their horses and galloped outside the canyon.

A life of confinement often suppresses human nature. As soon as you leave the canyon, Willie, who is in a state of appearance, suddenly howls excitedly, like a signal, and countless howlings appear from afar.
Chapter completed!