Rise of the Otherworld.

After the new disciples joined the Zhenwang Sect, Lin Yu knew the importance of running-in and decided to carry out a series of training and team activities.

One morning, the sun shone on the Zhenwang Sect's training grounds, its golden light gilding every brick and tile with a warm hue. Lin Yu stood in the center, his posture as straight as a pine tree. New and old disciples lined up neatly in front of him, all of them in high spirits, their eyes filled with anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

"Starting from today, we will conduct a one-month intensive training. The purpose is to let everyone get to know each other better and improve teamwork. In future battles, we need to rely on the strength of the team rather than individual bravery." Lin Yu said loudly, his voice echoing over the martial arts training ground and clearly reaching the ears of every disciple.

At the start of the training camp, the disciples were divided into groups for confrontational training. Zhao Yu's group initially had poor coordination. He always relied on his excellent swordsmanship to charge forward alone, trying to defeat the opponent on his own, but he ignored the presence of his teammates, which led to the group's repeated failures.

"Zhao Yu, we are a team, not a battlefield for you alone!" A disciple in the same group couldn't help but complain. His face was full of sweat and helplessness, and his eyes revealed his desire for victory and dissatisfaction with Zhao Yu's individualism.

Zhao Yu frowned, feeling discontent, but after repeated failures, he began to realize his own flaws. He lowered his head silently, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped the hilt of his sword. "I was too impulsive. I will correct it."

The sturdy man, skilled in boxing, gradually lost strength during his physical training. His steps became heavy, and every punch seemed to exhaust all his strength. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping onto the ground, and were instantly absorbed by the dry earth.

"Don't give up, let's persevere together!" The other disciples cheered him on, their voices rising and falling, full of encouragement and support. Some disciples ran over and fought side by side with the strong man, completing the training task together.

At night, everyone gathered together to share their cultivation experiences. A woman proficient in magic shared her techniques. Her voice was soft and melodious, and the magic in her hands shone like bright stars in the night sky. "Look, everyone, this kind of magic requires concentration, mobilizing the spiritual energy in your body, and then..."

The young man with strange body movements explained how to evade attacks by using his body movements flexibly. He moved swiftly across the field, his figure as elusive as a phantom. "The key is to predict the direction of the enemy's attack and then react quickly."

During a team mission, new and old disciples had to face a group of powerful monsters together. These monsters were huge, with sharp fangs and ferocious eyes.

"Everyone, listen to my command and don't panic!" Lin Yu shouted in front. His voice was steady and powerful, which gave the disciples great confidence.

Zhao Yu retreated from his impulsive actions this time, coordinating closely with his teammates. His swordplay synced with his teammates' attacks, forming an impenetrable defensive line. The burly man unleashed immense power, each punch carrying a whirring sound as it struck the monster. The sorcerer unleashed a dazzling spell, a blend of fire, ice, and lightning inflicting immense damage to the monster. The young man used his agility to draw the monster's attention, creating a perfect opportunity for his teammates to strike.

After a fierce battle, the group successfully repelled the monster. Their clothes were torn and their bodies were covered with wounds, but their faces were filled with the joy of victory. The trust and tacit understanding between them also greatly increased.

After a month of intensive training, the new disciples had completely integrated into the Zhenwang Sect family. They trained together in the martial arts field, laughed and talked happily in the cafeteria, and exchanged experiences in the dormitory.

However, at this time, a nearby evil force set its sights on the Zhenwang Sect. This evil force was notorious for burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil.

"Master, that evil force has ill intentions. How should we deal with it?" Tang Feng asked anxiously, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

Lin Yu's eyes were determined. He looked at the distant sky, as if he could see the figure of evil forces. "In this case, let's prepare ourselves and meet the challenge! Gather all disciples, strengthen the sect's defenses, and prepare for battle!"

Tensions suddenly grew within the True King Sect, and the disciples began busily preparing. Weapons were sharpened, defensive formations were reinforced, and elixirs and supplies were distributed.

Can the Zhenwang Sect defeat this evil force? The future is full of unknowns and challenges.