Chapter 496: Ten Thousand Banners Slay Yama (Part 11) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Watching Chu Jie's departing figure, the Ten Crows general was naturally unwilling to let him go. He gave chase again but was easily blocked by Zhao Feng's attack. His expression changed drastically, and his body was forced back several feet uncontrollably. He wanted to grind his teeth in anger.
"Who are you, you little thief? State your name!"
Zhao Feng grinned, his eyes fierce and sharp: "You little brat, do you even deserve to know your father's name?"
This is the second time he has referred to himself as "the old man".
The humiliation is about as powerful as insulting someone's ancestors for eighteen generations, with their mother as the radius and their household registration book as the center.
That military officer from Shiwu held a high position within Shiwu.
How could I bear this humiliation?
He cursed a vulgar phrase.
Without further ado, he raised his hand and struck directly at Zhao Feng's face. His movements were incredibly fast and agile, leaving afterimages that were difficult to follow with the naked eye. Seeing this, Zhao Feng also became serious. With a clang, he firmly caught the blow aimed at his head!
Despite being relentlessly exploited by the capitalist Chen Tang for the past two years, Zhao Feng's martial arts skills did not decline. In fact, due to his mental growth and further understanding of martial arts, his overall strength leaped to a higher level. Combined with his martial artist's intent, his power doubled!
They are more sensitive to martial energy and the energy of heaven and earth.
As long as the enemy remains in this world, the energy of heaven and earth will tell him his location and movements, making him easy to deal with. Ignoring whether the Ten Crows general would suffer a critical hit, he arrogantly closed his eyes in front of the enemy's ferocious expression.
"You—" the Ten Crows general roared in fury, "Prepare to die!"
The attacks were more intense than a torrential downpour.
The swung air blades intertwined to form an invisible net.
But he didn't expect Zhao Feng to be able to calmly take the hit, and if there was really no time, he could easily avoid it by moving around.
He poured out his energy, panting heavily, but failed to ignite any enthusiasm in the other party; their expression remained calm and unmoved. Even with his eyes closed, the Ten Crows warrior could still sense the contempt Zhao Feng was trying to convey—a martial arts expert? Is that all? So useless, yet he dares to challenge a general?
The ten generals gritted their teeth.
On the city wall, Chu Jie frowned deeply.
Chu Yao said, "You're lucky to be alive."
Given Chu Jie's current state of exhaustion, the Ten Crows general below the city might actually be able to drag Chu Jie down until he self-destructs and dies.
Chu Jie secretly adjusted his breathing to recover his condition. With the help of Chief Clerk Yu and Chu Yao, his depleted dantian was replenished, and he quickly recovered to 80% of its previous level. He smiled and said, "Indeed, he was lucky. In the past, Shi Wu was unassuming and only made a move when he was about to kill someone. Judging from Dayi's condition, he should be only one step away from breaking through... What a fierce general."
Chu Yao nodded: "Indeed."
Zhao Feng was originally a 12th-rank Left Rank martial artist; the next breakthrough would be a 13th-rank Middle Rank martial artist. It should be understood that due to limitations in talent, age, and various resources, the strength of a martial artist becomes increasingly difficult to advance as they progress; it is quite normal for their cultivation level to be stuck for several or even more than a decade.
The Battle of Xiaocheng took place a few years after Zhao Feng's promotion.
Only a little over two years have passed, and he's about to break through again... This speed would make many young martial artists envious. The key is that Zhao Feng has also grasped the essence of martial arts, meaning he'll face almost no obstacles in his cultivation over the next few years, and his strength will inevitably soar.
Chu Yao said, "...It's just a pity..."
Chu Jie then asked, "Why is it a pity?"
Chu Yao: "It's a pity that his lord is not my lord."
Even the greatest favors must eventually be repaid.
Zhao Fengchi will return to Wu Xian's side sooner or later. He has already done more than just help with reclaiming wasteland, building bridges, repairing roads, constructing kang beds, and moving bricks. He has also selflessly led troops to help guard the pass. What he has given has already exceeded the life-saving grace that Shen Tang owed him. After this battle, it is time for him to leave.
It's fine if Wu Xian continues to have a "deep friendship" with his lord, but if he were to draw his sword one day, Zhao Feng would become his enemy.
Therefore, it's a pity.
Such a talented person is someone else's prize.
Chu Jie, understanding Chu Yao's unspoken words, said, "I've heard that Wu Xian has six elite generals under his command, the weakest of whom is a tenth-rank Left Vice Minister. To be able to gather so many talented people to serve him and risk their lives, he must have extraordinary abilities. Lord Shen must be under a lot of pressure."
Don't let his childhood friend's gentle and harmless appearance fool you. Now that he's older, he's gained a touch of elder's kindness, which has softened his youthful sharpness. But how well does Chu Jie know him?
With a mere raise of an eyebrow and a slight twitch of his backside, Chu Yao knew exactly what the other man was up to. Chu Wuhui, this scholar with a refined heart, was even more decisive and ruthless in his attacks than a martial artist. In terms of sharpness and intimidation, no one possessed a more intense killing intent than Chu Yao.
It was the same when I was young, and it's the same now that I'm older.
The years have not diminished his ambition.
It's just hidden even deeper.
That Mr. Shen...
Being targeted by him is somewhat unlucky.
If the setting weren't so inappropriate, Chu Jie would have liked to have a snack—because Zhao Feng was completely dominating that Ten Crows general, and the outcome was already decided off the field, with no suspense whatsoever—he said, "Shen Jun's strengths and weaknesses are very clear; he's too young."
Youth means unlimited potential, but it also means a shallow foundation. A mere reputation is insufficient to attract scholars and warriors. Starting from scratch is never easy. With a single sentence from Zheng Qiao, Shen Tang was forced to relocate from He Yin County, which he had painstakingly built up over two years, giving away his hard-earned achievements and being relegated to the desolate and barren Long Wu County.
Ignoring the faint chill emanating from Chu Yao, Chu Jie laughed and said, "The Wu family of Tianhai has a distinguished lineage for generations. They have no shortage of family background, reputation, prestige, and resources. Shen Jun seems to have no other advantages besides his youth and the Imperial Seal."
It's normal that we can't attract talents like Zhao Feng.
Not only Chu Jie knew this, but Shen Tang was also very clear about it.
Even the bravest martial artists need to make a living.
We can't keep generating electricity for love every day.
Chu Yao stared coldly at his former childhood friend.
The messenger informed him: "Now that this battle is over, it's time for you to make a decision."
Shen Tang's students were severely unbalanced in their studies.
While any scholar could easily shoulder a heavy responsibility, the number of martial artists with the courage to provide military support was pitifully small.
Even with their talent, Lü Jue and Bai Su wouldn't be able to succeed; they started too late and need time to grow. Even if they were to forcefully activate their martial luck, they wouldn't reach the level of commanding an army in a short time. The only two who might be worth considering are Gongshu Wu and Xianyu Jian…
But compared to Zhao Feng, who is about to break through...
It's still not comparable.
No matter how capable your lord is, he can't be sent off every time.
Chu Jie raised an eyebrow, defiantly saying, "How can you be so sure your lord will return? Thirty thousand Wushou heads, not one can be missing!"
Chu Yao retorted without backing down: "The fact that I'm still alive and talking to you proves it, doesn't it? You just wait and see..."
He not only wanted the more than 20,000 elite troops under his former childhood friend, but also wanted to recruit Chu Jie to serve him, so that his lord would at least have a high-ranking martial artist to carry the weight of the army. As for the old grudges, that was his private matter, and he was confident he could handle Chu Jie.
Chu Jie had been suppressed by him since childhood and could never turn the tables.
The same is true today.
Chu Jie snorted: "Fine, we'll talk about it later."
The implication is that it has been considered.
but--
He scoffed, "Let's get this straight: Shen Jun has to provide the soldiers with their regular pay. We soldiers are fighting for a meal. To put it bluntly, money talks, and if you have nothing, you're a mortal enemy. Can he afford to pay us?"
As they were talking, Zhao Feng, who was below the city, leaped into the air, gathering power in his four-sided bronze mace with beast claws. He swung the blade, which was several dozen feet long, and smashed it down on the head of the Ten Crows general. With one blow, he knocked the general off his horse. He then closed in and struck the helmet again, causing the head beneath the helmet to split open like a watermelon, oozing bright red juice.
ヾ(ω`)o
I took the day off yesterday and didn't update.
I'm sorry (。＿。)
(End of this chapter)
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