If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

When Su Chen's figure reappeared in the center of the training ground, which had been reduced to ruins of glass.

The whole world seemed to have been muted.

Nearly five thousand of the Dragon Kingdom's top soldiers were like a group of soulless puppets, staring blankly at that figure, their minds completely blank.

silence.

A deathly silence.

The sound of the wind seemed to disappear; all that could be heard was the frantic beating of one's own heart, like the pounding of a drum, one beat after another.

I don't know how much time passed.

"I...I'm fucking..."

A voice, filled with vulgar language yet carrying boundless shock, shattered the deathly silence.

It's Wang Yanbing.

He slumped to the ground, his face, which always wore an air of arrogance, now showing only a pure, foolish blankness.

He raised his hand, pointing shakily at Su Chen in the arena, then at the sky where the dragon had just disappeared. His lips trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't form a complete sentence.

Ultimately, all the shock, fear, and upheaval were summed up in those two words.

His limited vocabulary was completely inadequate to describe the turbulent emotions surging within him at that moment.

His exclamation of "Holy shit!" acted like a switch, instantly igniting the entire venue.

"Gulp."

He Chenguang swallowed hard, his throat feeling like it was on fire.

His usually calm and calculating mind had now completely turned into a boiling pot of mush.

people……

It turned into a dragon?

Then, it bit that thunder dragon in the sky, which looked like the embodiment of the end of the world, to death and even ate it.

What the hell is this fantasy plot?

Was Lao Tzu actually serving in the military, or had he accidentally stumbled into the recruitment event for some cultivation sect?!

"My goodness... a deity... a true deity..."

Li Erniu, who had fainted from fright, had woken up at some point. Without saying a word, he knelt down on the ground and started kowtowing repeatedly in Su Chen's direction, muttering to himself.

"Grandpa Mountain God, no, Grandpa Dragon King, please bless our village with good weather and abundant harvests, and bless me so I can go home and get a wife..."

"Shi Dafan! You damn medic! Pinch me! Quick! Pinch me hard! Am I dreaming?!"

Ostrich Deng Zhenhua, usually the most lively and energetic guy, was now like he'd seen a ghost. He gripped the medic's hand tightly, his voice trembling.

"Snapped!"

The medic, Shi Dafan, didn't hold back either, and slapped him hard across the face with a crisp, loud sound.

"Ouch—it hurts! It fucking hurts!"

The ostrich covered its face, which had suddenly swelled up, but instead of being angry, it grinned, its smile more ugly than a cry.

"It's real...it's real...I'm not dreaming...hahahaha!"

On the other side, Zhuang Yan's eyes, which were always full of exploration and curiosity, were now filled with endless fervor and worship.

He looked at the figure in the arena, his body trembling slightly with extreme excitement.

He finally understood.

It turns out that what he pursued and what he longed for was never being a king of soldiers or the pinnacle of special forces.

It is this path! This is the true path to divinity, the path that leads to transcendence, the transformation into a dragon, and the ability to contend with heaven and earth!

"Brigade commander... awesome!!"

Someone, using all their strength, was the first to roar out.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar of shouts came from all directions!

"The brigade commander is awesome!!"

"The brigade commander is the best in the world!!"

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

Countless elite soldiers and tough guys completely abandoned all their pride and reserve at this moment.

Like a group of the most fanatical believers, they roared and howled, using the crudest and most direct language to express the unparalleled shock and worship in their hearts.

The four battalion commanders, Gao Dazhuang, Lei Kaihua, Liang Sanxi, and Jin Kailai, were all dumbfounded, their jaws practically dropping to the ground.

Although they had long known that their brigade commander was unfathomable, they never dreamed that he would be this outrageous!

Lei Kaihua turned his stiff neck with difficulty, looking at the tall, strong man beside him who was like an iron tower, his voice slightly shaky.

"Old Gao, tell me... is the brigade commander... even human?"

Gao Dazhuang remained silent for a long time, his lips moved, and he finally squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"It is God."

He Zhijun, Kang Lei, Fan Tianlei, and Tie Lu, these senior brothers, felt as if their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.

They were just moments ago thrilled to be able to become "unofficial core members" and "establish their own factions" within their respective units.

But now it seems...

Start a sect?

Martial Arts Master?

Compared to an existence capable of transforming into a thousand-meter-long divine dragon and withstanding heavenly tribulations, these words are simply child's play, laughable and not worth mentioning!

"Old He," Kang Lei's lips trembled as he grabbed He Zhijun beside him, filled with deep regret, "I...I regret it!"

"Regret what?" He Zhijun asked subconsciously, his eyes still fixed on Su Chen in the distance, unable to look away.

"I regret not bringing the whole regiment here! These guys aren't here to be soldiers, they're here to ascend to heaven! If I miss this opportunity, I'll be a sinner to the entire army!" Kang Lei slapped his thigh, his face full of regret.

Fan Tianlei adjusted his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses shone with an unprecedented light.

That was a flame called "ambition".

He seemed to see it all: in the near future, a Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade, composed of countless miniature "Dragon Warriors," would sweep across the globe, making all enemies tremble in fear under the dragon's might! His lips unconsciously curled into a smile, and he began to mutter to himself.

"First stage, dragon blood tempering... Second stage, dragon scale armor... Third stage, dragon breath... Feasible! Absolutely feasible!"

Among the crowd, Long Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes, which were always full of calm and rationality, were now completely filled with a flame called "obsession".

She stared intently at the figure in the arena.

That man, with a mortal body, transformed into a dragon, defied the heavens, and slaughtered the divine punishment!

What domineering power!

What a magnificent sight!

Compared to him, all the heroes and strongmen in the world seem so dim and insignificant, like dust.

She knew that her heart had completely and irrevocably fallen for him.

This man is the ultimate power she has been pursuing all her life!

He was the only light in her life!

The entire training ground was completely transformed into a sea of ​​frenzy.

Everyone's worldview has been overturned and reshaped.

Their longing for Kunlun and their worship of Su Chen reached an unprecedented, almost religious, peak at this moment!

From this day forward, Su Chen will no longer be just their brigade commander or their instructor.

He is the soul of Kunlun!

This is the legion of gods, the only true god!

And it was amidst this frenzied, overwhelming fervor.

A petite figure staggered out from the crowd.

She pushed aside her comrades who were acting like madmen and, disregarding everything, ran towards the center of the ruins.

It's Du Feifei.