I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

"It's just a question, Mr. Bai won't be angry."

These are Director Zhao's words.

They had already figured out what happened with the fire.

They learned that it was called "Dragon Qi Tempering".

From Guan Mi, they learned that the final result was closely related to willpower.

People with poor willpower are practically useless.

Coincidentally, the soldiers selected to perform security duties here are all the most outstanding special forces soldiers in Great Xia who have experienced life and death.

Director Zhao hoped to help these soldiers get a chance.

Lei Yao had the same plan.

Especially since there are only a few days left before their six-month rotation ends.

Seeing that Bai Lin seemed to be sleeping and that he had nothing to do, Lei Yao hesitated and stood there awkwardly like a wooden figure.

He was struggling with what to do.

Should we just stand here like this, or come back later when we have another chance?

"Captain Lei, is something the matter?" Guan Mi noticed his strange expression and asked.

"Ah, no...it's nothing," Lei Yao said.

"What are you standing there for?" a voice suddenly rang out.

Lei Yao turned his head and saw that Bai Lin's body was already half-raised, his dragon head raised, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood.

He scratched his head and said, "Mr. Bai is awake. Actually, there's something else..."

Seeing his hesitant and reluctant manner, Bai Lin remained silent.

He had observed that this officer was usually decisive and efficient during training or when doing things, unlike this one who seemed so flustered.

"If you're not going to talk, you can leave!" Bai Lin said.

"Oh." Lei Yao lowered his head in frustration.

Guan Mi couldn't stand it any longer and reminded him, "Captain Lei, Mr. Bai means you should speak your mind!"

Lei Yao raised his head and mustered his courage to say, "Mr. Bai, we're leaving at the end of the month."

"Do you need me to persuade you to stay?" Bai Lin tilted his head.

He thought it was fun.

Why is this special forces captain, who seemed to always dislike him, now so reluctant to part with him?

“No, no,” Lei Yao shook his head and said, “Our security team will go together, and then…”

He paused for two seconds, looking slightly embarrassed, and then said, "I'd like to ask on behalf of those soldiers, if they could also walk through that sea of ​​fire?"

It turns out it was such a small matter!

Bai Lin instantly felt bored.

Faced with Lei Yao's pleading eyes, he still agreed: "Wait for me tomorrow morning."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Bai!" Lei Yao was overjoyed.

He had originally thought that Bai Lin would refuse.

After all, that sea of ​​fire was made of dragon energy, and he wasn't sure how much it would consume Bai Lin.

That's why he hesitated to speak up until now.

The other party's quick agreement made him grateful, and even a little ashamed.

When he first came here, he was actually wary of the white dragon.

How could he possibly be an evil dragon?

……

"Get your act together and practice your boxing properly," Lei Yao shouted. "We're leaving in a week. From now on, I won't be teaching you; you'll be teaching others. Don't teach the wrong things!"

Upon hearing his words, the soldiers suddenly burst into laughter.

Lei Yao knew these guys were still laughing at him for forcing them to train on an empty stomach a few days ago, and for teaching them wrong things. He shook his head helplessly.

These people meant no harm; they were just joking.

Although they were in a superior-subordinate relationship, they were never arrogant in private and had a good relationship.

He glanced at the shimmering lake surface.

The rising sun casts a warm glow on the water, creating a scene of exceptional harmony and tranquility.

After leading the way through the last few moves, he stopped and withdrew his fist.

“Stop, everyone, and have a bowl of hot soup!” he said.

"Captain, I'm not hungry," a soldier shouted.

"Yes, let's practice a little longer!" someone else said.

They knew the extraordinary nature of "Dragon Fist" and understood that they would soon be leaving.

According to the arrangements above, after they return, they will promote this style of boxing on a small scale within their respective special forces units, and they will need to become more proficient in it.

While they still have Lei Yao and even Guan Mi to learn from, they all want to seize the time to practice more.

"Eat what I tell you," Lei Yao waved his hand and said, "After you've eaten, I have something important to tell you!"

"Captain Lei, what's up?"

"Does he have a sister-in-law?"

"Could it be a male sister-in-law?"

……

Everyone chimed in with their own comments, creating a lively and cheerful atmosphere.

Lei Yao did not respond to their questions, but simply told the guy who was calling out "male sister-in-law" to serve the rice.

He planned to give these guys a surprise.

……

Chapter 51 The Willpower of Special Forces

The steaming soup was served in an iron bucket.

This is made by simmering lamb bones and meat with more than ten kinds of nourishing medicinal herbs.

An ordinary person would probably bleed from the nose after drinking it, but for these strong men who practice "Dragon Fist," it was just right.

Before long, everyone had a bowl of warm mutton soup. Some sat, some stood, and while they ate heartily, all eyes were on Lei Yao.

Lei Yao, wearing a military green vest, slurped down a bowl of soup in a few gulps.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed, "Do you want to become stronger?"

"Yes!" everyone said in unison.

They were quite apprehensive when they first arrived here, and were even more terrified when they saw the white dragon; some even had nightmares.

After getting to know them, they gradually found it to be an interesting experience, and after getting involved with "Dragon Fist", they felt a strong sense of relief and pride.

This is a martial art that can truly transform a person!

Having both experienced life-or-death crises, how could they not yearn to become stronger?

"I mentioned to Mr. Bai yesterday that you are protecting your country and facing numerous threats," Lei Yao said loudly. "Upon hearing this, Mr. Bai readily agreed to give you dragon energy tempering to make you stronger!"

"Dragon Qi tempering the body?" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Is it the kind of fire that burned Captain Lei and Dr. Zhang together under a blanket?" someone remembered.

"Oh, do we have a chance too?"

"Mr. Bai is so kind!"

The crowd shouted excitedly, their faces full of anticipation.

Lei Yao took in everyone's expressions and was quite satisfied to see that no one showed any unease or fear, which was expected.

“That’s right, that kind of inferno,” he shouted, “I’ll burn you alive, put you in a life-or-death situation, do you dare?”

"Team Leader Lei, you're underestimating me, aren't you?" The soldier serving the rice rolled up his vest and pointed to the scar on his chest. "Back then, when that poison counter-rebel ambushed me and stabbed me in the chest, I didn't even utter a sound!"

"What's that? I still have shrapnel stuck in my chest. Have you seen me cry out in pain?"

"Do you know what a penetrating wound is? This is it!"

"I participated in peacekeeping missions a few years ago, charging into a hail of bullets without even blinking!"

……

Seeing that everyone was either taking off their clothes to show their wounds or boasting about their glorious achievements, Lei Yao shouted, "Put your clothes back on! What kind of people are you?!"

"It would be best if you weren't afraid, but you all need to grit your teeth and hold on for at least fifteen minutes before you die!" he said.

Everyone knew what his fifteen minutes meant.

Zhang Yu endured the flames for fifteen minutes.

They are the top special forces soldiers in the Great Xia Dynasty, how could they be outdone by a bald PhD!

Just as they were enthusiastically discussing "Dragon Qi Tempering," a wave suddenly surged on the lake beside them.

A wave several meters high roared in, quickly turning their discussion into exclamations.

However, when the waves reached the shore, they turned into a raging fire.

The flames slowly dispersed, eventually transforming into a path of flames over three meters wide and over a hundred meters long.

Under the scorching heat of the raging flames, the surrounding vegetation quickly turned to ashes, and the intense heat forced several nearby soldiers to retreat rapidly.

Bai Lin did not appear, but his voice rang out above everyone's heads.

You have one hour.

Lei Yao was the first to regain his senses, saluted in the direction of the Dragon Palace, and said loudly, "Thank you, Mr. Bai!"

The others followed suit and saluted in thanks.

Their voices were in unison, reaching Bai Lin's ears as he sank into the lake, stirring a strange emotion within him.

He extended his divine sense to observe the group of people.

Seeing those people lined up and stepping into the sea of ​​fire one by one, he suddenly thought of the scene when he first underwent the tempering of dragon energy.

At that time, he and his fellow disciples lined up in the same way, their anticipation for what was to come outweighing their fear.

Therefore, the voices and appearances of the people flashed through his mind.

It seems he persisted for about half a day back then?

However, by then he already possessed cultivation, and for an ordinary person to survive for even a quarter of an hour in that environment would be considered quite good.

He found it amusing to think about how his master had been burned to a crisp and carried to the White Dragon Pool, and how he had been furious and clamoring to settle scores with the elder in charge of dragon energy tempering.

My master has lived for a thousand years, yet he often acts like a child, protecting his own in a way that is endearing.

I am his last disciple, and also his only disciple.

He also had a senior brother who, when he left the Ruins to seek opportunities, was intercepted and killed by a powerful dragon that was just one step away from transforming into a true dragon.

The dragon's bones still hang outside White Dragon Pool, exposed to wind and sun.

There was also a senior female student who had an accident in a dragon tomb.

Now that he himself has "disappeared," the old man must be very sad.

Bai Lin felt his mood become heavy.

He raised his head, trying to distract himself and focus his attention on the sea of ​​fire.

……