"Chen Zhi..." Everyone, including Ning Zhuo, had this name etched in their minds.
It was clear that Chen Zhi was a talent who stood out from the eliminations and selections after experiencing the steering wheel combat.
Liu Er immediately took Chen Zhi to one side for an in-depth discussion.
Leaving Guan and Zhang and Ning to look after the other soldiers.
Guan Hong stroked his beard, transmitting thoughts through his Divine Sense to express his worries: "These thirty-odd individuals are the cream of the crop selected from the elite of my Three Generals Camp; they are the very best of the young talents."
"Whether it's their Cultivation Level, combat prowess, or their own willpower, they are all exceptional."
"Even so, the cultivation of the Iron Skin Armor Technique is so difficult for them."
"Without our help, at least nearly ten people would have failed halfway through, suffering backlash, serious injury, or even death."
