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.

arena could not compare to a duel in Jianglin. This was a battlefield with genuine weapons and spilled blood –

three formidable fighters standing behind Xiao Zheng excited

Xiling, people only knew the difference between the summit of the Mortal Realm and the unity of spirit and intent, then after his departure, the understanding of martial arts

the Mortal Realm, the difference in combat power could be immense. Fortunately, after the arena’s examination, they had found out

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

challenged a Thousand-Swords Fighter but a few Hundred-Swords Fighters had accepted

also the hundred or so Nine-Swords Fighters launched bold challenges toward the

have a fight and see if they really deserve their titles that are supposedly ten times better

peak of the Mortal Realm, with the 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.

Thousand-Swords, Hundred-Swords or Nine-Swords Fighters, during their matches 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

on the stage had such exquisite skills that were

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

Yong, and “Soul Breaking Blade”

Hundred-Swords Fighters in Xiling, three had come to support Xiao Zheng. The spectators had initially thought that the duel between Xiao Zheng and

angry expression standing side by

all they saw

need to guess who could have the audacity to do this. In all of Xiling, aside from Michu, no one else would even

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