Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Six: Morale

“Elder Tang speaks truly.” Tang Bin smiled and nodded, seemingly in agreement with Tang Gaomin’s words.

For them, only martial artists nurtured by their own clan could be trusted. Whether it was wandering martial artists gathered from outside or captive battle slaves, all needed to pass strict tests to gain their trust, which Gong Zheng evidently hadn’ t reached.

Seeing that the two of them had reached an agreement, Tang Zhi didn’t wish to express more opinions and suggested: “Let’s continue discussing our evacuation plan.”

“Hold on, Clan Leader.” But sometimes you might not want to talk, yet couldn’t prevent others from showing interest. Sensing Tang Zhi’s tone, Tang Gaomin’s interest was piqued: “What’s your take on this matter? If it were you, would you treat Gong Zheng or replace him?”

Faced with their curiosity, Tang Zhi gave a wry smile, but still easily answered: “In ordinary circumstances, I would also agree with the Sixth Elder’s actions.” “And now?”

“War is imminent, and morale is paramount. If thirty million can buy a soldier to fight with their life, Tang Luo has done very well.”

At Tang Zhi’s words, both of them startled. Tang Gaomin thought about the proud and invigorated warriors he just saw in the medical clinic and seemed thoughtful.

August 1st, Jianglin.

As the biggest spectacle of the year, the duelling invitation between Xiao Zheng and Michu over a painting had already been listed by the people of Xiling as an event not to be missed. On this day, virtually all of the town’s young masters brought their families to the mountains around Jianglin. Even though a big battle had recently turned the valley into an abyss, it did not dampen their enthusiasm. Jianglin’s trees were filled with people, everyone craning their necks to get a good view of an exciting event.

blood – for those who’ve lived a good life, sometimes they wish for some excitement.

sight of the three formidable fighters standing behind Xiao

summit of the Mortal Realm and the unity of spirit and intent, then after his departure, the understanding of martial arts by the people of Xiling had

be immense. Fortunately, after the arena’s examination, they had found out which peakers of the Mortal Realm

true strength. This kind of crude ranking system may be rough, but it stands up well

Fighter but a few Hundred-Swords Fighters had accepted countless challenges within

launched bold challenges toward the four

really deserve their titles that are supposedly

unity of spirit and intent, challenging each other became the heart of last month’s liveliest event in Xiling. As for those crudely divided Hundred-Swords Fighters, none of them disappointed. They all swiftly defeated their challengers in two or three

the arena were all more or less the same, which might produce a strange feeling

struggled helplessly on the stage had such exquisite skills that were mind-blowing. For a

Fighters and the Hundred- Swords Fighters. And what excited the spectators even more was that they could see three of these pursued fighters all

Bashan, Xiahou Yong, and “Soul Breaking Blade” Peng

the four Hundred-Swords Fighters in Xiling, three had come to support Xiao Zheng. The spectators had initially thought that the duel between Xiao Zheng and Michu would be a one-sided crush. But now, it seemed, not only was there a chance for a fair fight,

master in red clothing and red hair with an angry

could produce such paintings. But when they arrived at Fengqing Alley, all they saw was

no one else would even think about it. This action had enraged him completely, which was

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