Behind all this, Lin Pingan’s contribution is indispensable.

The strange skills he had once released were like the first ray of sunshine at dawn.

It illuminated the way forward for the Great Xia martial arts world, and raised the overall strength of the entire civilization's martial artists to the sixth-grade quasi-grandmaster level.

This is not just a leap in numbers, but also the crystallization of the sweat and wisdom of countless people, and a powerful demonstration of the martial arts heritage of Daxia.

In this garrison city, every warrior has been baptized by the martial arts, and their cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level.

Each of them is qualified to be called a strong man.

Nowadays, many Daxia warriors have firm and sharp eyes and agile and decisive movements.

Facing the oncoming army of strange beasts, he brandished his weapons and unleashed powerful moves, slaughtering these once-feared beasts as easily as cutting tofu with a knife.

Every move he made revealed his powerful strength and immense confidence.

Every slash and every punch was delivered with the force of thunder and lightning, neutralizing the attack of the strange beast into nothingness.

In just a moment, the beasts that were originally full of vigor and ferocious became

Under the fierce attack of the powerful men of Da Xia, the corpses have piled up into small hills.

The fierce light that once flickered in the huge beast's eyes has been extinguished, leaving only the empty and terrifying head as a witness to this tragic battle.

On the battlefield, the bright red blood soaked the land, mixed with broken scales and feathers, forming a shocking picture.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which seemed to be condensed into substance and rushed straight into the sky, making people want to vomit.

However, this pungent smell did not make the warriors of Da Xia retreat in the slightest. Instead, it made them more determined to protect their homeland.

At this moment, the eighth-grade grandmasters and ninth-grade strongmen who represented the strongest fighting force of Daxia were still standing in the air like mountains proudly standing in the clouds.

These figures appear solemn and majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun.

However, they are not pretending to be superior and unwilling to join the battlefield.

It is because their battle has not really arrived yet, and the more powerful beast generals, beast kings and even beast emperors are still hiding in the darkness in the distance, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Even though I watched countless compatriots die before my eyes, the pain in my heart was like a knife cutting through it.

But in order to gain that tiny chance of victory, the strong men of Da Xia chose to be tenacious and forbearing.

At this moment, he held the magic weapon tightly in his hand and stared into the distance with his sharp eyes.

Let the grief and helplessness in your heart turn into endless power, accumulating silently, waiting for the moment of explosion.

Just like them, the warriors fighting below also understood it.

Only by conserving strength can we deal a fatal blow to the enemy at the critical moment and defend the dignity and peace of Daxia.

Fortunately, Da Xia's average strength is high enough for these quasi-grandmaster warriors at the peak of the sixth rank.

Low- to mid-level monsters pose no threat at all and are merely routine consumption on the eve of a real war.

High in the sky, Lin Ping'an stood on top of the clouds, his deep eyes like a sea of ​​stars, staring indifferently at the battlefield in the distance.

The figure stood firm in the wind, his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he had merged into one with the world.

There was not a trace of nervousness or anxiety in his eyes, only extraordinary calmness and composure.

At this moment, Lin Pingan also did not participate in this fierce battle.

Instead, choose to be a bystander and wait for the development of the situation.

For Daxia, this battle is not only a life-and-death contest, but also a test of will and strength, a baptism of blood and fire.

From the beginning to the end, he never positioned himself as a nanny who guards civilization and takes care of everything.

Unless facing a life-and-death crisis, or the matter concerns Lin Ping'an's vital interests.

Otherwise, he would not easily intervene in battles that should have been faced and resolved by Daxia itself.

In his view, true strength does not come from external protection, but from inner tenacity and tempering.

A civilization that has not been tempered by war is like a flower in a greenhouse; beautiful but unable to withstand the attacks of wind and rain.

Excessive pampering and protection will only make civilization fragile and eventually lead to its destruction in the real test of time.

On the contrary, only by going through the baptism of blood and fire can an indestructible and powerful core be forged.

"Born in adversity, die in comfort."

This is an unchanging truth since ancient times.

What's more, Lin Ping'an once released many martial arts with astonishing effects, which lit up the future of Daxia martial arts like bright stars.

It also helped them overcome several disasters in succession, cleared up many hidden dangers, and gained a lot of precious time for them to practice and improve themselves.

However, under such conditions, the warriors of Da Xia would still be unable to withstand the impact of the strange beasts.

It only shows that they lack firm determination and perseverance, and are truly hopeless.

They are a bunch of useless people who will retreat in the face of life and death test.

This kind of cognition, though cruel, is realistic, just like the weeds growing in a nursery. If they are not trimmed and cleaned in time, they will affect the growth of truly valuable plants.

Just like carefully tending a nursery, those "weed" warriors who cannot withstand the hardships and cannot grow must also undergo rigorous screening and elimination.

Only in this way can their failures be transformed into fertilizer, nourishing more tenacious, brave and diligent outstanding warriors.

Only in this way can the martial arts world of Daxia be full of vitality, give birth to more powerful forces, and grow more robustly in the baptism of wind and rain.

They fell only because they had not practiced enough and their strength was not strong enough.

When embarking on the path of martial arts, death will always follow you like a shadow.

at the same time.

Behind the herd of strange beasts, a group of strange beasts with terrifying aura were quietly waiting for orders from above.

For them, when to fight is never up to them.

To the Beast Kings and Beast Gods of the Dragon Clan, the strong ones of other races are nothing but cannon fodder and consumables.

Of course, low- and mid-level monsters are cannon fodder among cannon fodders, and we won’t feel sorry no matter how many of them die.

As long as the blood level suppression effect still exists, it is easy to gather countless people in the depths of the mountain and sea world.

To them, even if these garbage can only consume a tiny bit of the enemy's energy and strength, it is still a huge gain.

In the sky, countless flying beasts of various shapes and ferocious appearances, like monsters breaking out from the abyss of hell, rushed madly towards the ground with a breath of destruction.

At this moment, a large number of seventh-grade grandmaster-level Daxia warriors stepped forward and joined the battle.