Chapter 718: The Oppression of a Sixteenth-Rank Grand Master (Part 2) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
As Shen Tang uttered those words, an invisible wind seemed to gather beneath her feet, gently yet powerfully lifting her up.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Tang felt as if she were about to break free from the shackles of gravity, and her heavy body, which had imprisoned her soul, became as light as a goose feather. She had a premonition that with a single thought, she could soar through the heavens and reach the sky, but she resisted the temptation.
because--
The rate at which martial energy is being consumed in the Danfu is abnormal.
Just think, the next line of the phrase "The roc rises with the wind in a single day" is "Soaring straight up ninety thousand miles." If she could actually use that, she'd either die on the spot or cosplay as Chang'e flying to the moon. Thinking about this, she broke out in a cold sweat, relieved for the first time that her mouth wasn't as quick as her brain! But, she was also extremely unwilling to watch the newcomer show off.
It's illegal to show off in front of her!
Even if it were Gong Xichou, he would still get slapped twice by her, let alone a stranger? So Shen Tang changed the subject—
"Soaring straight up thirty meters!"
Hehehe, she can't fly 90,000 miles high, so she can just fly 30 meters instead. Surely that won't endanger her life?
"Calm down! Calm down!"
The Dragon Slayer Alliance wasn't all pushovers; they quickly regained their composure in the face of the enemy's surprise attack.
"Anyone who disobeys military orders will be executed without mercy!"
In critical moments, the only option is to make an example of someone.
Barely managing to quell the riot, they knew they might not die at the enemy's hands, but further folly would surely lead to their own demise. They chose to die sooner rather than later. The true key to restoring morale and freeing the soldiers from fear and cowardice lay in the power of the literati's words. Boosting morale and achieving mental clarity finally brought the chaos to an end, and the soldiers regrouped into battle formation. In an instant, clouds of morale rose and gathered, soon enveloping the entire camp.
Looking at the enemy standing high in the sky, the previous fear and panic vanished, leaving only a burning fighting spirit!
"Get your alliance leader out here!"
The newcomer sported the most fashionable full beard among military generals, with handsome features and an aura of righteousness protecting him. However, his eyes were sinister, subtly revealing a cruel nature. He stood atop a large sword, arms crossed, looking down upon the masses like a god.
His tone was calm, yet carried an arrogant air of absolute power, as if these people beneath his feet were simply his servants. After speaking, he made no move. On the other hand, a valiant warrior from the Allied forces, enraged, leaped into the air like a cannonball, a spear materializing in his hand as he charged at the attacker. The attacker merely snorted dismissively, pinching the spear between two fingers.
This single move made it difficult for the attack to advance any further.
"You are the leader of the alliance?"
He kicked the general's mask.
The opponent fired at an even faster speed towards the ground.
"If that's not the case, why come here to invite humiliation?"
Before the general landed, a colleague tried to catch him, but unexpectedly, the colleague was also pulled backward by the immense force, leaving a trail of dust seven or eight meters long before finally stopping. The general who was kicked coughed up blood, and his mask shattered with a crack.
His face was covered in bright red blood.
If it weren't for the armor and mask that helped him buy a split second to react, his head would have been smashed by that kick!
The newcomer said impatiently, "Show your alliance leader out here!"
"What brings you to see me, sir?"
Huang Lie, wearing a winter cloak, lifted the curtain of the main tent and stepped out. Underneath the cloak was the same yellowed sleeping robe he had washed. He walked forward calmly and steadily, his back straight, each step firm and powerful, his demeanor resolute and unyielding, showing no fear on his face.
On the contrary, Huang Lie's soldiers panicked.
They all gathered around to protect Huang Lie.
The newcomer chuckled, looked Huang Lie up and down with disdain, and said contemptuously, "Although you don't look particularly special, the fact that you had the guts to come out and face your death instead of cowering under the covers makes you barely a man. Now, where is that villain who destroyed my incarnation that day?"
He casually announced Huang Lie's death, to which Huang Lie calmly replied, "How could you, scoundrel, know that it would be you who takes my life today, and not these loyal generals by my side? Who lives and who dies is not up to you!"
The newcomer gave another disdainful snort, ignoring Huang Lie: "Bring out all those traitors from that day, so we can save ourselves the trouble of arresting them one by one!"
The "traitors" he was referring to were naturally Shen Tang, Shao Chong, and Chu Jie, who killed his avatar in four moves, especially Chu Jie who appeared like a divine soldier at the end! His main purpose in coming here today was to take Chu Jie's head back as a late-night snack.
He put on a strong front, but some people didn't buy it.
This person was naturally Wei Shou, who knew his background.
"What's with the airs you're putting on so late at night? You expect everyone to look up to you. You have little talent, but you've mastered the art of pretentious posturing." As the voice faded, a large group of pink figures came into view, and everyone recognized them.
"Wei Yuanyuan, humph, and you traitorous general too!"
Today, I'll just twist Wei Shou's head back in as well!
Wei Shou merely grinned, conjuring a giant pink axe which he slung over his shoulder. He said nonchalantly, "What do you mean by 'traitor'? That's a rather harsh way to put it. It's clearly a transaction between cash and money, so don't try to drag loyalty into it. When have I ever been loyal to Zheng Qiao? Was he even loyal to a person? I was loyal to the money he gave me! Earning a living these days isn't shameful!"
His voice was so loud that everyone who heard it was speechless.
How could Wei Shou say such shameless things with such confidence? Wasn't he worried about what his new master, Shen Tang, would think?
The newcomer cracked his neck, the bones making a teeth-grinding sound. He sneered, "Since the other three are still cowering, I'll take your two heads first, just to warm you up. Huang Lie, Wei Shou, you're going to die!"
The energy of heaven and earth surged, and a boundless martial aura emanated from within, radiating a faint light reminiscent of a deity's descent. The crimson greatsword beneath his feet merged into a ball of martial energy, churning like boiling water. He raised his right hand, drawing four fingers across his face, and his mask instantly appeared, the cold metal reflecting his suddenly scarlet eyes. Gazing into his eyes, one could almost see a burning inferno of hell.
"How disgusting are you?!"
A pink beam of light shot up from the ground and into the sky. It was Wei Shou who, without saying a word, charged forward carrying a giant axe.
For martial artists of their caliber, a brief period of airborne flight is not difficult, and Wei Shou can do it too. When the mood strikes, he'll even take Rui Ji for a moonlit stroll in the sky. Whenever this happens, she'll frantically cling to him, his warm, fragrant body and soft skin captivating her heart.
Wei Shou always used it as a way to please his wife; would he ever use it in actual combat? A martial artist's ability to stay airborne is achieved by expending martial energy. The higher the altitude, the more martial energy is consumed, and the more difficult it is to control, making their combat mobility far inferior to that on the ground.
High-altitude combat means fighting while simultaneously expending energy and mana to maintain airtime. It's one thing in a match where you're easily defeated, but in a high-level match, being distracted and not focused? Ha! Whether your mind wanders or not is another matter, but your body will certainly be separated from your body.
Furthermore, the altitude isn't high enough to be easily reached by ordinary arrows, let alone skilled archers or martial artists. Standing there would just make them sitting ducks. Aside from someone with a screw loose, or someone trying to show off, who would do that? Do they really think they're some kind of god descended from heaven?
A brave and valiant warrior, reigns supreme on land!
A real man should fight to the death on the ground!
Wei Shou knew he was no match for his former colleague, but he couldn't stand the man's arrogant attitude. He grabbed his giant axe, ready to swat the man down like a fly! Seeing Wei Shou make the first move, the former colleague shouted, "Coming to die? Perfect!"
He ducked and charged forward, meeting Wei Shou's axe head-on.
bite--
Two streams of martial energy, one crimson and one pink, exploded in mid-air.
The former overwhelmed the latter with its forceful momentum.
"General Wei, we're here to help you!" The martial artists below weren't just standing by and watching; some of the more confident ones responded to Wei Shou. Their martial energy could unleash a massive sword dozens of meters long, easily reaching their target.
Those skilled in archery used the enemy as live targets, not necessarily to injure them, but to draw fire and relieve some of the pressure on Wei Shou. The black-clad warrior looked at Huang Lie, his deep, silent eyes seemingly seeking his permission.
Huang Lie raised his hand to adjust his cloak, then lowered his eyes.
"Let's wait and see; it's not the right time to make a move yet." One's trump card should be reserved for the most crucial moment to unleash its full potential. Killing the tyrant Zheng Qiao and completing his revenge is only one of his goals. He's not the only one with this ambition.
"Yes!" The black-clad warrior understood immediately, retracting his step, a hint of regret lingering in the depths of his eyes.
"Wei Shou, prepare to die!"
"I won't!"
Knowing full well the difference between a 16th-rank Grand Master and a 15th-rank Junior Master, he still stubbornly confronted the enemy head-on. This wasn't bravery, it was utter stupidity, the kind of death that would be pointless. To Wei Shou's surprise, several [Five Virtues of a General] descended upon him simultaneously.
Unfortunately, this kind of amplification effect cannot be stacked.
Wei Shou could only enjoy the strongest one of them.
Hmm, the literary style is quite familiar.
Wei Shou grinned, inexplicably pleased.
You have to understand, Chu Yao is no human being. He only cares about himself and not his colleagues. When I briefly joined forces with him back then, he only cared about himself and I had to beg him repeatedly before he would reluctantly give me an amplification spell. Now, I don't need to beg him at all; Chu Yao gave it to me.
Hehehe, this bastard has grown up over the years.
Little did they know that Chu Yao's intervention was entirely out of consideration for Rui Ji.
"Don't worry, elder sister. Yuanyuan may seem honest and kind on the surface, but he's cunning when it comes to fighting. He won't act recklessly without being absolutely certain." Wei Shou and Ruiji were in the same camp. How could she sleep soundly if Wei Shou went into battle?
Ruiji was just an ordinary person with poor eyesight. She could only barely make out a pinkish hue high in the distance by the moonlight, and couldn't see anything more clearly. In the past, she had always been protected by Wei Shou in the rear, and had never seen his bravery in battle, let alone his disheveled state when he was injured. If Wei Shou was injured, he would simply clean up the bloodstains before seeing Ruiji if the injury was not serious, but if the injury was serious, he would hide away to recuperate and would not see Ruiji, claiming that he did not want to tarnish the majestic image of him as a towering and upright man in her heart.
Ruiji smiled calmly: "Yes, I know."
This was the first time I'd seen Wei Shou so serious.
It was as if she were getting to know this man she had spent half her life with for the first time.
Chu Yao advised Rui Ji to return to her tent and hide to avoid being accidentally hurt, but Rui Ji had her own ideas. She said, "It's alright. It's rare to see Yuan Yuan like this. If we miss this opportunity, we don't know if there will be another chance. Yu Ge'er, go about your business."
Chu Yao had no choice but to order his personal guards to protect Rui Ji.
He remained calm until he saw his lord rush out.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the newcomer's strength is only at the sixteenth-rank Grand Master level. This is the main base of the Dragon Slaying Bureau's allied forces. Once the soldiers' morale is fully rallied and the battle formation is complete, the enemy will be doomed if they get caught in the formation! Chu Yao knew the newcomer's purpose: to make a brief appearance, show off their power, and severely demoralize the allied forces.
A real fight?
It won't work.
At the very least, it's impossible for a real fight to break out.
Coincidentally, the enemy's target was the central army camp, and their leader was Huang Lie. Chu Yao naturally didn't want to miss this opportunity to stand aside and observe what cards Huang Lie had up his sleeve. He didn't believe that Huang Lie only had the Heavy Shield Warriors as his trump card; with that alone, he couldn't possibly have won over so many brave warriors to fight for him.
Chu Yao had previously tested Yun Ce.
Yun Ce seemed completely unaware of this, though it's possible he discovered he was being tested and deliberately concealed it.
But after seeing his lord rush out, he...
Calm my ass! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Chu Yao was stunned for a moment before realizing that his lord had gone out to graze again. Forgetting about standing by and watching, he ran while shouting, "My lord? Come back! Danger!"
Wei Shou dared to charge forward because he was tough and resilient; his martial armor's defensive capabilities surpassed those of martial artists of the same level, and he naturally followed a defensive-offensive strategy. His lord, however, was different; facing an opponent a level above him would put him at a significant disadvantage.
Shen Tang didn't hear his voice.
I really didn't hear it.
When Wei Shou saw Shen Tang, his heart almost stopped. This man was a generous lord, a provider of food and clothing. If something happened to him, not only would his brothers have no one to pay their salaries, but Chu Liangliang would also strangle him.
"Ha, another one coming to die."
Shen Tang pursed her lips tightly, and without saying a word, raised her hand and drew back the longbow, which was as tall as a person. In an instant, it was a full moon. The longbow was made of an exquisite silver dragon. The moment the bowstring was drawn by its owner, countless dragon scales turned into fine silver droplets, and with Shen Tang's action of drawing the bow, they were instantly drawn into the shape of a narrow, short arrow.
Buzz—
With a release of his fingers, a rain of arrows streaked across the sky like shooting stars.
They all shot towards the target.
"A mere trick, what can it do to me?" He scoffed disdainfully, completely disregarding Shen Tang's attack. Tonight's objective: first kill Wei Shou, then behead Shen Tang, and finally take Huang Lie's head to claim credit with the king. "—All of you, retreat!"
His voice was like thunder, and the sound waves spread in all directions.
He collided head-on with all the attacks that were being launched against him.
Boom boom boom boom—
Countless explosions rang out in rapid succession.
It was as if a thunderclap had struck the heavens, making one's ears go numb.
Brilliant lights burst forth one after another, beautiful yet dangerous.
Shen Tang muttered curses under his breath.
Damn it, he got away with it again!
Wouldn't it be reasonable not to sentence him to life imprisonment?
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