Duanmu Taichu thought that when he came back stronger, he would definitely scare the others, but he didn't expect that these people had become so strong one by one.
This has somewhat hit his self-confidence.
Of course, it is not true to say that Duanmu Taichu is really weaker than them.
In fact, after hard training, his strength has far surpassed those of his companions.
But the problem is that Duanmu Taichu always thought that he was a gifted genius and that it was normal for him to make rapid progress.
His death did not expect that others would also make such rapid progress, so it was a bit of a blow.
But what Duanmu Taichu didn't know was that his strength was improved through real efforts, while Huo Ci and the others' strength was forcibly improved by using strengthening potions, so they could not be compared.
With the members of the Tianshu team resolutely joining the battle, the pressure on Mo Laishi and the other three was immediately greatly relieved.
Despite this, the situation remains grim.
After all, the number of people on both sides is extremely disparate. There are only 26 people facing nearly 6,000 enemies, and all of these opponents are top masters of the eighth level or above.
In this situation, even with the injection of new forces, it still seems powerless to turn the tide.
At this moment, Wei Zhongtian looked at the War God Guards who were standing ready behind him and shouted, "Let's join the battle too."
As soon as the words fell, the eighty-eight War God Guards responded in unison: "Yes!"
Then, they prepared to pounce towards the front of the battlefield.
But at this critical moment, a loud shout suddenly exploded from behind the defense line like thunder: "The Tang family of Shu is coming to help!"
Wei Zhongtian was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a group of about eighty people rushing towards him like lightning.
This group of people were wearing the same green training clothes. They walked with vigorous steps and great momentum, like a surging torrent that was unstoppable.
"The Tang family from Shu? Why are they here?" Wei Zhongtian widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment.
He had naturally heard of the Tang family in Shu. That was another family that defended the country, just as famous as the Dugu family!
For a long time, the Tang family has lived in seclusion, silently guarding the country's dragon veins and rarely getting involved in disputes in the martial arts world.
However, at this moment, they actually stepped forward to support this life-and-death battle, which was truly unexpected.
Before Wei Zhongtian's shock subsided, another even more shocking scene came into view.
Behind the Tang family, a large group of densely packed figures appeared, rushing towards this side like a tide.
Among the crowd, there was a monk wearing a cassock, holding a Zen staff, with a solemn appearance;
There are Taoist priests in flowing robes, carrying long swords, with an air of immortality;
There is a gentleman holding a folding fan, wearing a long gown, and looking elegant;
There are also warriors wearing various types of standard training uniforms, some carrying broadswords, some holding spears, all of them are heroic and imposing.
"The Anyang Nalan family is here to help!"
"The Baodao Song family is here to help!"
"North and South Shaolin are here to help!"
"Luzhou Taishan Sect is here to help!"
"Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Sect is here to help!"
"Qufu Confucian Sect is here to help!"
“…”
Loud shouts rose one after another, resounding through the sky.
Every shout was like the beating of a war drum, stirring people's hearts.
It formed a concentrated and lingering force that kept circling over the battlefield.
"you……"
Even Wei Zhongtian, who was known for his ruthlessness and had experienced countless life-and-death battles, felt an indescribable wave of emotion in his heart when he witnessed this shocking scene, and his eyes turned slightly red.
He really didn't expect that those families or sects had always lived in seclusion in a corner, oblivious to worldly affairs, and seemed to be isolated from the world.
When the country was facing a critical moment of foreign invasion, they stood up without hesitation and united as one to resist the foreign enemies.
If we fight, we will survive, and sacrifice will depend on me; if the country suffers, the mountains and rivers will be safe.
At this moment, they used their actions to interpret what the true national spirit of the Chinese people is!
This spiritual power is like a blazing fire, instantly igniting the hottest emotions deep in everyone's heart.
Not only did Wei Zhongtian's eyes become moist and red, but every soldier present was also deeply touched at this moment, and their eyes began to become red.
Some of them could not contain their surging emotions, tears welled up in their eyes and rolled down their cheeks.
Morais, who was on the battlefield, naturally noticed this moving scene. He was extremely excited and his chest was heaving violently.
Because he has always believed that no matter when and where, as long as the country is in danger, there will always be brave and fearless people who will stand up without hesitation to protect this ancient and sacred land.
Isn’t that the case right now?
Just as Morais was moved by the selfless dedication of these predecessors, suddenly, a shout like thunder came into his ears, shaking him violently.
"The Yundu Mo family is here to help!"
Morais subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small team of only four people rushing towards him like an arrow.
Although they were few in number, they were still very powerful, and wherever they passed, there was a whistling sound of strong wind.
One of the beautiful girls knew an old man with white hair, Mo Laishi. Wasn’t he his sister Mo Wange and third uncle Mo Congshan?
However, in addition to these, there were two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, who caught Morais' attention.
Although he had never seen these two people before, an indescribable sense of familiarity arose spontaneously, as if there was an invisible bond that connected them closely.
This feeling became stronger and stronger, and Morais knew that it was a blood connection.
A bold guess came to his mind, making his nose sore.
Dad! Mom!
Two names that had not appeared in the past twenty years were whispered softly from Morais' mouth.
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