A quarter of an hour finally passed. Of the seventy Demon Palace Warriors, fewer than ten were still standing. The rest had been beaten to the ground by the thirty warriors of the strongest battle team and were wailing in agony.
Many of them didn't even fight back. They were knocked down with a single punch from one of the warriors and didn't get back up.
When it was over, Lin Yun glanced at the seventy men lying on the ground and shouted. At the sound of his voice, the men on the ground all struggled to their feet.
In the end, Lin Yun only selected thirty out of the seventy men. He didn't want the other forty. Just as Lin Yun had said, the warriors needed for the strongest battle team had to be the absolute strongest in the Demon Palace.
In Lin Yun's view, those forty men simply weren't qualified to join the strongest battle team.
With the thirty men selected, Lin Yun didn't need to worry about the rest. The Grand Commander would naturally give them their Spirit Soldiers.
