SSS-Rank Talent at the Start: Who Dares Face My Sword?

High-martial world + No female lead + Leveling up.

Starting with an SSS-rank talent and a mysterious sword spirit teacher, Jiang Wuyuan can only ask: How can I lose?

Years later.

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Chapter 125 Go Get the Revenge

Jiang Wuyuan was not surprised by this situation.

This is the situation he wanted to see.

He ran back; wasn't that just right?

They went back to cause trouble for others, and just then they ran into the Third Princess who was hiding in the back.

After discussing it for a while, Cheng Ruohai sent a message to Sethmond.

The battle for Victor City has ended. I will lead my troops to Satar City to await further instructions.

Sethmond didn't think too much about it.

His situation wasn't good, and more reinforcements would increase his chances of winning, so he readily agreed.

Okay, thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant General Cheng.

Cheng Ruohai didn't reply to the message; instead, he immediately began arranging the mobilization of the Dragon Kingdom's army.

The soldiers packed their things quickly and efficiently, and were ready to go in less than an hour.

Victor City is not far from Sata City, so this time we flew directly there without any other means of transportation.

Jiang Wuyuan followed not far from Liu Can and the others, flying together across the sky.

"You scared me to death, junior! Just before we left the city, I almost got hit on the head by a piece of bread that an old man threw at me." Liu Can said with lingering fear, "You didn't hear it, the bread grazed my face and fell back down, making a loud thud on the ground."

Jiang Wuyuan's lips twitched.

"That's their way of thanking you." Ye Wenxian glanced at the unromantic man.

Liu Can clutched his heart with a pained expression: "But is it really necessary to thank me with 'hidden weapons'?"

"With your strength, you shouldn't die from being hit by a piece of bread," Fago analyzed rationally.

You Huo chuckled to himself.

Even while flying in the air, Han Zhaoqing's expression and movements were extremely lazy, as if he was about to fall asleep at any moment, and he did not participate in the conversation with the others at all.

"Tch, why don't you try getting hit once?" Liu Can scoffed.

Without saying a word, Fa Ge tossed him a ripe, bright red fruit.

This was something that the enthusiastic crowd blocking the city gate had just thrown up, but he couldn't dodge it in time and instinctively reached out to catch it.

Since he caught it, throwing it back would seem deliberate, so he kept it in his palm.

Liu Can reached out, pinched the fruit, and took a bite: "Ouch—it's so sour!"

"It'll make you sick of the sourness." You Huo said with a look of disgust.