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.

city’s arena could not compare to a duel in Jianglin. This was a battlefield with genuine weapons and spilled blood – for those who’ve lived a good life, sometimes they

behind Xiao Zheng excited the crowd to

Mortal Realm and the unity of spirit and intent, then after his departure, the understanding of

power could be immense. Fortunately, after the arena’s examination, they had found out which peakers

were their recognitions of those with true strength. This kind of crude

Thousand-Swords Fighter but a few Hundred-Swords Fighters had accepted countless challenges within just a month. Many people wanted to make their

of the Mortal Realm who didn’t participate in the arena but also the hundred or so Nine-Swords Fighters launched bold challenges toward the four Hundred-Swords Fighters. The reason was simple. They

let’s have a fight and see if they really deserve their

other became the heart of last month’s liveliest event in Xiling. As for those

with Xu Laoying, their performances in the arena were all more or less the same, which might produce a strange feeling that anyone else could have done the same. Only when they actually fought martial artists

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

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

Yong, and “Soul Breaking Blade” Peng

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

master in red clothing and red hair with an angry expression standing

Xiao Zheng to meet Mi Bai. They had wanted to meet the great artist who could produce such paintings. But when they arrived at Fengqing Alley, all they

have the audacity to do this. In all of Xiling, aside from Michu, no one else would even think about it. This action had enraged him completely, which was why he had appeared

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