Reborn back to the day I descended the mountain, Miss Ji, I will take responsibility for you!

"Tick-tock, tick-tock!"

Large beads of sweat dripped from the soldiers' chins onto the ground.

Ye Chen sat on the high platform with his legs crossed, emanating a terrifying pressure that pressed evenly over the heads of every warrior.

At this moment, there were a full three thousand soldiers on the training ground, and all of them were standing there.

As for sentries and patrols, those things are no longer needed when Lie Yunhu appears.

After all, there is a half-step Martial Venerable and a Martial Venerable here, unless the Dragon Kingdom brings over all three border defense legions.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to capture this place. Three thousand men stood straight at attention. What would normally be a rest for them during training was an unbearable ordeal for them today.

Under Ye Chen's oppressive aura, they felt a tightness in their chests and as if they were carrying a heavy weight on their shoulders, and the weight of this weight was increasing little by little over time.

Within just fifteen minutes, a third of the people in the team were already swaying precariously.

The reason they're still holding on, besides their willpower, is that they're all waiting for others to fall.

After all, none of them wanted to clean the toilets, but in these moments of gritting their teeth and persevering, every second seemed incredibly long.

In addition to physical stress, they also endure immense psychological pressure over time.

Because they didn't know how much time was left, and the clock on the drill ground was to their north, they couldn't see the time.

Although they knew they only needed to hold on for an hour, under this increasing pressure, they didn't know how long they had held on or how much longer it would take to reach the hour.

This can create enormous psychological pressure. If they knew the timeframe, some might give up early, while others might grit their teeth and persevere.

But no matter which one it is, the psychological pressure will never be as great as it is now.

Some of them have even started experiencing auditory hallucinations, as if they can hear the ticking of a second hand echoing in their ears.

Looking down at the warriors gritting their teeth and persevering, Lie Yunhu felt a pang of pity and said, "Aren't you going too far?"

Most of the warriors below were at the Great Martial Master level, while the few company commanders were only Martial Kings.

At this moment, the pressure released by Ye Chen had already reached the peak of the Great Martial King realm, and it was still increasing.

It had far exceeded the limits that those soldiers could endure, and if it weren't for the indomitable will of these Crimson Gold Army soldiers...

He was probably already dead, but Ye Chen said calmly, "Since you let me train, then everything must be done according to my rules."

"If you think there's a problem, then I can leave now."

Upon hearing this, Lie Yunhu quickly said, "I don't think there's a problem. I'm just worried that they won't be able to handle it. If it causes you psychological trauma, I'm afraid you'll have a hard time making any progress in the future."

Ye Chen calmly replied, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This is just the appetizer. Psychological trauma is just a matter of having too much free time."

"I guarantee that they won't have any psychological trauma after I finish training them. I'm doing this now to find out where their limits are so I can train them more precisely later."

Upon hearing this, Lie Yunhu still felt a pang of pity as he looked at the warriors below, but since Ye Chen had already said so, he couldn't say anything more.

Time passed by, minute by minute, until the thirty-second minute.

"what!!"

With a roar, one of the soldiers finally couldn't hold on any longer, his body swayed, and he fell straight down.

As he fell to the ground, a look of relief appeared on his face, and then he passed out blissfully.

And this was like lighting a fuse; as one person fell first, others followed suit.

In just over a minute, more than two hundred people collapsed, all of them falling to the ground unconscious.

Looking at the fallen soldiers, Ye Chen sighed, "It's good to be young; you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down."

Then, in the fortieth minute, Ye Chen suddenly increased the pressure to the mid-stage of Martial Emperor.

In an instant, nearly 300 people fell down, and three minutes later, there were still 1,200 people standing.

Fifty minutes later, Ye Chen raised the pressure to the peak of the Martial Emperor realm, and in an instant, nearly half of the people collapsed.

There were still 273 people standing in the entire line. Ye Chen looked at these 273 people and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This result was better than he had expected; he had thought that by this point, it would be good if at least a hundred people were still standing.

I didn't expect there to be more than two hundred people. They truly deserve to be called the elite of the army and have every reason to be proud.

However, this also made Ye Chen even more curious about how far they could go in a fall.

In the final ten minutes, Ye Chen would suddenly increase his aura by a level every minute, instead of steadily increasing it as before, giving them time to adapt.

With five minutes remaining, Ye Chen looked at the seventy-three people still standing and said, "Now, there are three hundred seconds left until the end. If you can hold on for these three hundred seconds, each of you can drink two cans of beer."

However, the seventy-three people standing below no longer had the strength to answer Ye Chen. They all gritted their teeth and began to count down in their minds under the pressure.

Ye Chen began to increase the pressure on them every ten seconds. In the last three minutes, the number of people standing in the arena was sixty-five.

“180、179、178……120、119、118……”

Ye Chen began the countdown. There were only sixty soldiers left in the arena. They all gritted their teeth and their faces were flushed.

There are only 100 seconds left. If they can hold on, victory will be theirs, and the beer will be theirs too.

Ye Chen looked at his watch and counted down second by second. When the time came to the last ten seconds...

"what!!"

Suddenly, a warrior in the team roared, and then his aura surged, and he actually broke through at that moment.

One of them broke through from the level of a Grand Martial Master to the level of a Martial King.

However, the impact of his breakthrough caused slight psychological fluctuations in his two comrades-in-arms.

At this final juncture, any pressure can be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The two glanced at the warrior who had broken through with great resentment, then rolled their eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Chen was also somewhat surprised. Looking at the warrior who had successfully broken through to the Martial King level, a smile appeared on his lips.

Lie Yunhu hadn't expected that a single training session could have such an effect, even though that warrior was already at the peak of the Great Martial Master realm.

He is only one step away from breaking through to the Martial King realm; he can succeed as long as he finds the right opportunity.

But how many people are stuck at this crucial moment in their lives? The soldier was also incredibly excited at this moment.

"3, 2, 1."

As the countdown ended, Ye Chen abruptly withdrew his aura, leaving fifty-eight people standing in the arena.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Ye Chen clapped as he looked at the sixty people and said, "Congratulations, you will be able to enjoy two cans of beer tonight."

However, none of these soldiers were excited at this moment. They felt exhausted, as if they had been completely drained.

Except for the warrior who had just broken through to the Martial King realm, he was filled with excitement. Ye Chen looked at him and asked, "What's your name?"

The soldier immediately stood at attention, saluted, and replied, "Reporting, Instructor, my name is He Fan!"

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Very good, He Fan, you can drink three bottles of beer tonight."

Upon hearing this, He Fan's face lit up with joy, and he said, "Thank you, Instructor."

Then Ye Chen said to Lie Yunhu beside him, "Tell the cooks to postpone dinner by half an hour. They need time to recover."

As he spoke, Ye Chen waved his hand, and a stream of true essence transformed into countless threads, scattering onto the warriors on the ground.

In an instant, all the soldiers slowly woke up. Before they had fully regained consciousness, a voice rang in their ears.

"Qi gathers in the dantian, guards the original mind, circulates throughout the body, and life continues endlessly..."

As Ye Chen recited the general outline of the Battle Technique, all the warriors began to enter a state of cultivation.

In an instant, they discovered that their cultivation speed was several times faster than before.

Lie Yunhu naturally noticed this as well, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, followed by the three thousand-strong team.

Since there have been successive reports of advancements in cultivation, although they are all advancements to the Great Martial Master stage.

However, this also made Lie Yunhu look at him with new eyes, and at the same time, he was extremely glad that he had made the decision to invite Ye Chen to be his instructor.

In less than half a day, so many people have made breakthroughs. If this continues for ten days, the whole group will probably move up a level.

Ye Chen sensed the fluctuations in energy and said, "Not bad, at least my efforts weren't in vain. But since I went to so much trouble, Tiger Commander, shouldn't you give me some compensation? I don't need much, just two more bottles of wine."

Lie Yunhu seemed not to hear him, muttering to himself as he walked, "Hmm, I need to tell the cooks to stew more meat to nourish these little guys."

Ye Chen was about to speak when Lie Yunhu had already disappeared in a flash. Ye Chen was both annoyed and amused. He turned to look at the warriors who were cultivating, a look of nostalgia in his eyes.