The battle is over.
Although this group of soldiers and bandits from the Divine Elephant Army was quite strong, they still lost and were completely wiped out.
In the midst of Ye Li's fierce battle with his sword, only twenty breaths later, more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground.
Ye Li did not immediately sheathe his sword, but instead quietly looked at the corpse on the ground.
In his vision, the black mist that had been swirling around them gradually dissipated with the deaths of the soldiers and bandits.
"■..."
Like wisps of smoke, the black and blood-red hues gradually faded, gathering in mid-air to form a white, humanoid shape.
The humanoid figure bowed to Ye Li, seemingly in gratitude for his actions.
At the same time, Ye Li also felt a throbbing in his heart. The power he had experienced in the past seemed to have increased a bit more.
"I think I understand now. Perhaps my power can really do something for this damned world?"
His father once said that with Ye Li's talent, he might just become a great hero, a peerless figure, as depicted in novels and stories.
"You were born to study, and you're sure to become a high-ranking official who will be remembered in history."
"Our Ye family will have brought honor to our ancestors by then, and we'll give you a separate page in the family genealogy."
Looking at the sword in his hand now, he felt that perhaps his father was right about some of what he said.
He is talented not only in academics, but also in other areas.
Perhaps, if there really is a mission given to him by God, then the sword in his hand and the calls of those people are the direction he is heading.
"So, I'm still very curious about the place my father has mentioned countless times: the capital city."
If I have the chance... no, in this day and age, I definitely want to go to the capital and see for myself.
However, it's not necessary to get in through an exam; perhaps there are better ways?
Thinking of this, Ye Li flicked his right hand, shaking off the bloodstains still on the sword.
Looking back at his fellow villagers, they still seemed to be staring in disbelief.
It seems that my performance was too exaggerated, and they didn't realize it?
"Everyone..."
"Ah, it's over? So fast. Xiao Li, where did you learn your swordsmanship from? We had no idea."
"Self-taught skills are nothing more than casually practiced techniques, not worth mentioning."
Ye Li was telling the truth, because he really was holding a sword in his hand, gesturing wildly, and figuring out how to use it.
And that's how I got to where I am now.
But to other people, these words have a different meaning.
"Self-taught, impressive, truly impressive..."
Uncle Li, who had just wanted to stand out, now understands what the difference between people really means.
Look at myself, I almost got punched to death by a soldier or bandit.
Look at Ye Li, he also sent all ten or so people underground by himself.
"Goodness, if I had that ability, I could easily become a centurion in the army."
"You should just give up. You know you don't have Xiao Li's skills, right?"
As they chatted and laughed, the tense atmosphere eased considerably.
Although Ye Li's performance this time could be described as "outstanding," the villagers were not too afraid.
They all came from the same village, and they watched Ye Li grow up little by little.
I was surprised and curious about his strength, but not afraid.
There was only one person who didn't participate in the chat: the village chief, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time.
He stared at the corpse on the ground, his eyes glazed over, and finally coughed twice to signal everyone to stop.
"Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps we are celebrating too soon. The appearance of these people is bad news."
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