The sharp energy condensed on the blade, and in an instant, the broken sword gave people a completely different feeling.
It feels like it can cut through any hard object.
The Martial Saint's full-strength attack, coupled with the broken sword blessed by the strong wind, cuts horizontally!
laugh!
The little zombie leader in front of him was actually cut directly in half at the waist, with the cuts being complete and even.
"So strong! He actually cut a fifth-level zombie in half! That's a fifth-level zombie with a hard attribute!"
Yang Daili exclaimed, is this the true strength of the general? He is much stronger than any general he has seen!
"I'm afraid the boss is ranked first among the generals." Yang Daili said excitedly.
As long as their boss is strong, they are protected and they are very happy.
Zhang Liang sneered and corrected him, "Haven't you noticed yet? The boss's epaulettes have been changed."
After he reminded them, Yang and Dai Li noticed that the badge on Yang Chen's shoulder was a different color.
"Golden epaulettes... Martial Saint epaulettes!"
"When did the boss become a Martial Saint? That's not right. Didn't we hear that he was just a newly verified warrior? How could he be certified as a Martial Saint in just one day?"
The two girls were very confused, but more excited. Martial Saint, that's a Martial Saint, and there are only ten of them in the entire alliance.
Now, the alliance has eleven Martial Saints.
As a veteran under the command of the Martial Saint, he will definitely be promoted and trained to become a general in the future. This is a rare opportunity!
The three of them were very excited and looking forward to it.
Zhang Liang laughed and said, "I guess the boss didn't use his fists to verify it the first time. He must have the strength of a Martial Saint. He has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger all this time."
This statement immediately convinced the two girls.
"Alright, let's not let the boss look down on us. The level five zombie boss has been dealt with. The next minions below level three are all left for us to hone. We can't let him down!"
As Zhang Liang spoke, he ran out first, brandishing the sword in his hand.
He uses a knife just like Yang Chen, and the main ability he learned is "Sword Light Slash", which is stronger than Yang Chen's "Wind Whistling Slash".
With just a few strokes, he could easily cut down a level three zombie.
Yang Dailan drew his bow and shot arrows. The arrows were like homing missiles, and they always hit the target. The zombies fell to the ground one by one with their heads pierced through.
Yang Dailan, holding two daggers, was agile. She leaned back and dodged the horizontal slash of the zombie's arm. She twisted her waist and cut the zombie's abdomen with the dagger in her hand.
It took a total of fifteen minutes for the few people to kill all the zombies present.
The corpses on the ground quickly dissipated, leaving behind a pile of crystal cores and various materials.
"Yang Dailan, you're responsible for picking up the crystal cores. Yang Daili, you're responsible for picking up the materials. Zhang Liang, look for the scrolls."
The tasks were simply arranged, and Yang Chen watched from the side with a cub-like look. After having his own team, it was indeed much easier.
"Boss, there are 500 crystal cores in total."
"Boss, I found 10 pieces of red copper, 60 pieces of black iron, 35 pieces of bright silver, 15 pieces of animal skins... and a bottle of hemostatic spray."
"Boss, I found an unidentified scroll, nothing else."
Zhang Liang walked towards Yang Chen and handed the unidentified scroll to him.
There are many types of scrolls, including skill scrolls, material synthesis scrolls, recipe scrolls, etc.
"Very good, not a loss at all."
I was about to go deeper into the forest to look for more hunting targets.
From behind the jungle in the direction they were heading, a group of more than twenty people came out.
The leading general was burly, with a full beard on his face, gloomy eyes and a rather wretched look.
The moment his eyes met the other person's, Yang Chen suddenly felt a sense of disgust for some reason, as if the two of them had a grudge in their previous life.
"Chen Mengxue..."
Yang Chen was surprised to find Chen Mengxue among the generals' team.
The latter lowered his head in embarrassment.
Yang Chen had invited her to join his manor before, but in the end she was a step too late and was beaten to it by someone else. This could not be blamed on Chen Mengxue.
"Do you know each other?" asked the burly general with a sinister smile.
"He is the twin brother of my former comrade-in-arms." Chen Mengxue answered truthfully.
"Oh, is that so? Then we are all friends. How do you address friends?" The burly general asked Yang Chen casually.
"Yang Chen, I am a Martial Saint." Yang Chen straightened his chest and revealed his identity at the same time.
The golden epaulettes gleamed brightly. When the other general's eyes fell on Yang Chen's epaulettes, he was stunned.
"Strange! There are about a hundred generals in the territory, and I've never heard of your name. Are you saying that you were directly certified as a general from a warrior?"
A mocking expression appeared on the opponent's general's face. He immediately thought that Yang Chen's epaulettes were fake.
He really hates fake martial saints like this, and would even teach one a lesson if he saw one.
"Where did this warrior come from? How dare you bully me like a tiger?" His voice suddenly turned cold. "Do you think I've never seen the world?"
Yang Chen: “…”
I always feel like he is asking for a slap in the face and is walking into the gun barrel.
"What do you mean?" Yang Chen asked back.
"I've never heard of your name, and you say you're a Martial Saint? There are a total of ten Martial Saints in the territory, and none of them is called Yang Chen!"
Chen Mengxue also looked at Yang Chen's golden epaulettes, and her heart tightened.
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