Chapter 637: Pacifying Sibao County (Thirty-Nine) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
This scene evokes different feelings in different people.
Shen Tang was both curious and annoyed.
What's intriguing is how Gong Xichou managed to feed his Martial Spirit Totem to be so robust. If it were to charge into an army of thousands, wouldn't it cause chaos and carnage wherever it went? Even more amazing is that it even changed breed.
Whose python has both horns and claws?
Its tail even has long whiskers?
What's annoying is—
Why should she look up at Gong Xichou?
What gives Gong Xichou the right to look down on her?
But the two sides watching the battle had a different feeling.
Xun Zhen thought he was seeing things and rubbed his eyes in a flustered manner. Before he could see clearly, he heard his eldest son say, "Father, you're not mistaken. This is Gongxi Chou's martial spirit totem. When I first saw it... I was also very shocked."
Of course, he was fortunate enough to witness that Gongxi Chou wasn't forced into this situation by force. It was simply because Gongxi needed a mode of transportation and disliked the bumpy ride of warhorses, so Gongxi Chou generously gave up the Martial Gallant Totem for his sister to ride. According to Gongxi, the Martial Gallant Totem was fast and stable, with fresh air above and a superb view, and it even created a "road" along the way.
"Is he really a fifteenth-rank minor superior?"
Xun Zhen confirmed with Xun Ding again.
Xun Ding knew what his father was shocked about and retorted, "Even if he were a sixteenth-rank Grand Master, he couldn't possess such a large-scale Martial Courage Totem... No, let alone a sixteenth-rank Grand Master, even a seventeenth-rank General of the Four Chariots would find it difficult to achieve..."
He boldly guessed that one would need to reach the level of a 19th-rank Marquis or a 20th-rank Marquis, but martial artists who reached this level were all renowned figures throughout the world. They rarely made a move, and details of their battles were scarce.
One thing is certain: the widely circulated saying "One man can hold off ten thousand" truly refers to the fact that he single-handedly fought off an invading army of millions with just one person, one valiant totem, and one formidable pass. The valiant totem was so massive that it was equivalent to half the size of the pass!
"Gong Xi Chou looks so young, it's impossible that he has reached the level of a 20th-rank Marquis at such a young age, right?"
Liao Jia felt a chill run down his spine for his lord. No matter how skilled his lord was, facing such an opponent, his chances of survival were slim.
"no."
Xun Dingneng was certain of this.
Liao Jia asked him, "How do you know?"
"Because Alai inquired about it out of curiosity."
"Ah Lai?"
Who is this person?
“Alai is Gongxi Chou’s sister. With Gongxi Chou’s foul temper, he wouldn’t lie to his family, let alone anyone else. A 20th-rank Marquis is more reassuring to his relatives than a 15th-rank Junior Marquis. In fact, Gongxi Chou himself admitted that the changes in his Martial Spirit Totem were related to the gods they worshipped, saying that he was protected by the gods… I really didn’t know that praying to the gods could have such an effect…”
The change in Gong Xichou's martial spirit totem occurred shortly after Yang Yingneng began cultivating it. From then on, Gong Xichou changed his habit of burning incense to worship ancestors and gods only on the first and fifteenth of each lunar month, and started doing so once a day. He also prepared the freshest offerings for festivals and holidays, showing great piety.
Which god do you worship?
Even a novel set in a market town couldn't write such a wild plot.
"I don't know their names, but the statue is enshrined in their clan's territory." Xun Ding heard about this and had also prayed to them out of curiosity, but probably because he wasn't very devout, it didn't have much effect. "It is said that the high priest must pray to the gods every day. If the gods receive the believers' prayers and are pleased, they will send down divine protection to the Gongxi clan. Now, the Gongxi clan only has Gongxi Chou and A Lai who can't cultivate. I guess it all falls on him... Alas, that's the advantage of having only one seedling in a thousand acres of land—it grows strong."
All the nutrition is concentrated in Gong Xichou alone.
It seems plausible that the Warrior's Totem would mutate.
Unnoticed by anyone, Gu Chi, who had been quiet all along, seemed lost in thought. He knew the story of the Gongxi clan, but he didn't know the relationship between "gods" and "sacred objects".
He caught a glimpse of Jiang Sheng's knuckles, which were white to the point of being bluish, as he gripped the reins.
He gently comforted him, "Our lord will not lose."
Jiang Sheng had no time to pay attention.
Although her lord promised that if she were defeated, she would gladly offer her life to fulfill his scholarly path, he was unwilling to do so.
Gu Chi was still able to smile at this moment: "I am not blindly confident. Xian Deng must believe in the lord we follow."
Perhaps God really has come to earth.
Qiu Cheng's emotions were much more complicated.
Jealousy, shock, doubt, ecstasy...
Seeing this scene, Qiu Cheng felt even more fortunate. He had felt a little pain when he hired Gong Xi Chou at a high price, but now he realized that it was a great deal. Xiaocheng could definitely be defended, and they could even annihilate Shen Tang and his elite troops here!
The only pity is that such a person cannot be used by him; he can only exchange money for a short-term trial card of the other party.
“Mama, why don’t you also summon your Martial Spirit Totem?” Gong Xichou was in no hurry to make a move. The outcome was already decided, and he was willing to give his confidant a dignified ending. “I’ll give you time to prepare.”
Shen Tang: "..."
Impressed by Gong Xi Chou's truly sophisticated display of arrogance, Shen Tang sighed and said helplessly, "If I had a Martial Courage Totem, wouldn't I be showing it off to you right away? What are you saying? I haven't spent lavishly or extravagantly, is it because I don't want to?"
Gong Xi Chou is really not lovable.
She would poke wherever it hurt.
“It’s clearly a matter of circumstances, but since you’re now determined to defend Xiaocheng alone with your Martial Spirit Totem—” Shen Tang suddenly smiled, revealing a carefree youthful spirit, a confident radiance of certain victory. He caught a delicate little wine flask thrown from the motorcycle, bit off the seal with his back teeth, drank it all in one gulp, wiped the wine from his lips with the back of his hand, and his tone suddenly changed, “Then—I will lead my troops and break through!”
"Scattered like stars!"
A strong wind arose, and yellow sand filled the sky.
"All generals, heed my command!"
With the sky as the ceiling and the earth as the framework,
One after another, giants rose from the ground, exactly one thousand in number. Their bodies were formed from condensed literary energy, their armor from concentrated martial energy; Shen Tang was the sole commander. She raised her hand, sword in hand, pointing it at Gong Xi Chou.
"Kill him!"
At the command, the giant legion moved out of the way.
Hiss—
The giant, a scholarly figure charging at the forefront, dragged an exaggeratedly heavy sword, leaving a long furrow in the ground. He pushed off the ground, leaped high, and swung the sword in a wide arc towards Gong Xichou. The latter didn't move; instead, a strange, giant python's tail swept across his feet, easily slapping the giant in two. Before the severed body even hit the ground, the scholarly energy coalesced and reassembled the giant, restoring it to its original state.
And this was not the only one with a heavy sword.
There are ninety-nine more like that.
roar--
The Martial Spirit Totem and Gongxi Chou were of one mind; the coiled python body unfurled, unleashing a strange and piercing roar. The sonic boom transformed into a terrifying, invisible domain, shattering any nearby enemy, flesh and bone, into dust.
Although Gong Xi Chou restrained himself and didn't unleash his power recklessly, a hurricane still swept through the area beyond its full force. Jiang Sheng and his men, anticipating the danger, had already ordered their armies to erect barriers to defend themselves. Even so, the soldiers at the forefront were still blown around and thrown into disarray. At Xiaocheng's city walls, despite the automatically rising barriers acting as a buffer, many defenders were still blown into the air and then crashed to the ground with a thud.
Gong Xiqiu asked Shen Tang in disappointment, "Is that all?"
With just this much, Mama's end might be undignified.
Shen Tang only gave one response.
"A sharp sword rang in his hand, and with one strike, the corpse stiffened."
A hundred heavy swords, arrayed in all directions.
Sword energy intertwined to form a net that stretched across the sky and earth.
_(:з」∠)_
A sharp sword rang in his hand, and with a single strike, the corpse stiffened. —Cao Zhi
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(End of this chapter)
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