122 Elder’s Trial (3)

"General Huge Dong! Us soldiers greet you and are ready for battle!" A bunch of weak Foundation Building warriors stood in a box formation, facing Simon.

"Hmmm…" Simon browsed his eyes and rubbed his chin gently as he got a better view of his new charges. Out of all of them, none could be said to be strong. They were all more or less standard infantry soldiers with a little bit of cultivation. Against a core formation expert or a peak Foundation Building Warrior, none of them would be able to fight back. This of course left Simon worried.

"For the glory of the Divine Tempest Sect!" They raised their swords and chanted.

The troops were more or less fearless at this point, so morale was not something that Simon really needed to work on. His only concern was that they would all be mowed down by a single Core Formation expert with a gun because of their low skill standards and power. If that were to happen, Simon would obviously fail the test.