The dog god slowly walked to a bright spot and looked at the people sitting cross-legged in the light with a smile.
The lowest level here is a ninth-rank martial artist.
The aura emanating from them was so thick it seemed to materialize, making it impossible to escape.
Compared to them, the dog god in front of them seemed to be the only abnormal person present!
There wasn't a trace of aura on the dog god!
I can't sense either Qi and blood or spiritual energy at all!
"Ziqi has gone back?"
"Then we'll be missing a mentalist here?"
"It seems... Hong Linqing from Southern Xinjiang University replaced him, right? Using a martial artist to replace him won't work next time!"
Dog God's words were gentle, though they sounded like reproach.
But to most people, it seemed harmless.
"Hahahaha, we are indeed lacking a mentalist here, but this gate has been much more peaceful lately."
"It seems that after so many years of fighting, the other side has been hurt too!" said a powerful figure sitting cross-legged on a high place.
The vines around him fell on his body, almost becoming one with him.
It seems that this person has been sitting here for more than a year!
"Yes, things have been a bit more stable lately."
"But after all these years, they're hardly a species that knows pain."
"On the contrary, we have been producing fewer and fewer ninth-tier powerhouses over the years. I think it won't be long before the ninth tier becomes extremely scarce!"
"Logically speaking, the Twelve Gates have been stable and China's resources have increased considerably over the years."
"There are definitely more than in our time, right?"
"Why are there so few ninth-tier powerhouses being born?"
"Moreover, these newly promoted individuals... from Beijiang University, Nanfu Martial Arts University, and even the Seventh Martial Artist, all of you have quite a strong aura."
"But it lacks a bit of that murderous aura!"
"Too much comfort has made you lose your sense of crisis, hasn't it?" Dog God said, enunciating each word clearly.
They also rarely had the opportunity to meet the Dog God; such an exchange would only happen once every ten or twenty years in the past.
But now that the Dog God only appears once a month, they were already mentally prepared.
But I never expected it.
Dog God's words, however, were incisive and hit the nail on the head!
Over the years, apart from the students of Jingwu School who have maintained strict graduation standards, the strong individuals trained by other schools have indeed lacked a certain killing intent!
"If I do the math, there were probably forty-one ninth-tier experts guarding the Dog Gate a hundred years ago."
There are probably more than two hundred eighth-level martial artists.
"Now there are over four hundred eighth-level martial artists, but only thirty-odd ninth-level martial artists left. This... doesn't seem right, does it?"
The dog god smiled as he looked at an old man sitting cross-legged in the corner.
This person happens to be the previous Deputy Minister of National Education!
Now that Dog God is looking at him, it's clear he's trying to shift the blame onto him and seek a resolution!
Where have all the remaining ninth-tier martial artists gone in the past century?!
Over the years, battles have become increasingly rare, yet ninth-tier martial artists haven't appeared rapidly?!
This is clearly a problem with the education system!
It's a problem with the Ministry of National Education!
The old man pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Dog God, I also raised this question during my tenure."
"I think what the Dog God said today is completely correct!"
"I think it's because we lacked the killing intent, the murderous aura, and that sense of crisis!"
"This has actually led to a decrease in the number of ninth-tier powerhouses being born in China!"
"Eighth-tier martial artists can be reached by using resources! But ninth-tier... truly requires a thoroughly enjoyable battle to have a chance to break through!"
Everyone knows this, after all, who didn't fight their way up from the eighth rank!
To reach the ninth rank, you must have a battle!
One game isn't enough, we need two!
One must have the understanding of life-or-death battles and the ability to survive against all odds to have a chance to reach the ninth level!
But...
China is finally at peace!
Who would be willing to throw these eighth-tier martial artists, who were built up with resources, into a place where they are sure to die?
It's not just about resources, it's about human lives!
These are precious lives!
Moreover, they are comrades-in-arms who accompany each other day and night and guard the passage together!
But if we don't do this, there will inevitably be fewer and fewer ninth-level martial artists!
Even ninth-tier martial artists are hard to find, let alone half-saints or even the twelve zodiac gods!
"or."
"I'll open the dog gate and let all those filthy things in. Those of you who are alive will advance, and those who are dead can simply be left alone."
"Once you've all advanced enough, I'll slap those guys to death?" Dog God smiled at the crowd.
The expressions of those present immediately changed.
The young man's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, but the words he spoke were so frightening!
Release those things and let everyone die?!
How many people would die?!
This represents nearly one-tenth of China's high-end combat power!
Is this something you can just die at will?!
The figure before me seemed not to be a guardian deity, but a true demon king!
"Dog God!"
"That's absolutely unacceptable!"
"What stands before this dog's gate now is the true foundation of our Chinese nation!"
"If our foundation is damaged, I'm afraid it will take a hundred years for China to recover its vitality!" a senior ninth-rank expert roared.
He's Dog God's senior!
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