Why would anyone care about Tang Ling during the joyous celebration of their victory?
Even though a few warriors beside Tang Ling heard what he said and showed sympathy for him, asking for an explanation at a time like this was a little too immature for Tang Ling to do so.
Wasn't it a daily occurrence for comrades to die on the battlefield?
Tang Ling chuckled coldly as he looked at the overwhelming cheers and the disgusting performance of Clyne and Aber.
He looked at Christina and said, "Take care of Vian."
Then, he turned around and dashed back to the Patrol Ground.
Clyne was almost at Aber's side. Beside Aber, two Purple Moon Warriors were using War Cry to advertise how brave Aber was back in the underground and how he managed to turn the tide and earn the right to negotiate with them.
Aber was smiling, but his eyes were glued to Tang Ling. Although Andrew messed things up, Tang Ling still managed to return to the Hope Barrier.
As long as he was still in Safety Sector No. 17, he would never be able to escape.
Unfortunately, he could no longer claim all the credit for this because it would be a tough fight if he wanted to keep Tang Ling here. He would have to clash fiercely with the factions that were hiding in the dark.
He would have to borrow the strength of his family and his family's alliance.
With that in mind, Aber glared at Andrew fiercely. This son of a bitch from his family who tried to steal his credit had ruined his plan.
For the sake of his plan, he even asked his mother to custom-make the tactical movement disk. He even used his mother's connections to contact an Underground general and set up a death trap for Tang Ling.
"So, Lord Aber captured their important captain and forced the Underground to stop the war, giving us a chance to negotiate." The Purple Moon Warrior's narration came to an end. His face was filled with admiration and gratitude.
Those who heard this felt a little sullen. So it wasn't a complete victory? Or was it a negotiation?
However, on second thought, the catastrophe was stopped by the grandson of the Agnes family. On top of that, Aber charged into the enemy's camp alone. Even if it was just a negotiation, it would be a decent outcome. At least, the Hope Barrier could temporarily return to peace and recover.
In this era, one could not ask for too much. Being safe was already the greatest blessing.
Therefore, the cheers became even louder.
At the same time, Clyne walked up to Aber and extended his arms, wanting to hug his grandson tightly.
The show was about to come to a successful conclusion.
However, at that very moment, an unusually discordant voice echoed in the Hope Barrier.
"I want an explanation."
Everyone became stupefied. This voice was so loud, carrying unrestrained arrogance, carrying a type of grief and anger.
But what the hell was this? Just when they were celebrating their victory and singing praises to their heroes, who was the one who jumped out to demand an explanation? Explain what?
The crowd searched for the source of the voice and noticed a young boy standing on the watchtower at the highest point of the Hope Barrier.
He couldn't be considered tall, and he was even somewhat thin. His black hair was drenched by the rain, and there were traces of his regular combat uniform being torn. There were also wounds on his body.
He looked a little disheveled, but he stood straight. In his hand was a large loudspeaker that the camp would only use when they were in close combat. His expression was calm, and he had no scruples. Beneath his feet, the commander of the observation tower was tied up into a ball, whimpering and struggling.
"Arrest him." Aber glanced at Tang Ling and uttered three simple words.
A few warriors squeezed out from the crowd and jogged towards Tang Ling.
Tang Ling showed disdain and contempt on his face as he spoke.
"So, it's just a negotiation, isn't it? What's the result of the negotiation? Let me guess. At first, it's just a temporary return to a peaceful stalemate.
But it won't last more than a few days. Because of what? Can't you think about it? The enemy's main forces have already broken through the strategic passages and gathered together. Do you think the Hope Barrier still has the strength to hold a stalemate like before?
"Think about it. The strategic passages have been lost. Since the main forces have gathered, how are the Purple Moon Warriors going to defend the strategic passages underground?
"Is this war credit? It's an ugly betrayal! I have a feeling that in the near future, the Underground race will also build their own stronghold on the other side of the Hope Barrier. They will live in harmony with the Hope Barrier and share the Universal Source Rock.
"Soon, everyone will be happy to know that the Underground race in Safety Sector No. 17 will walk up to the surface and eat and drink with everyone. How wonderful it will be to coexist with the river and crab."
The voice was harsh and the words were sad, but they sounded reasonable. The cheering crowd felt like their throats were strangled as their cheers were forcefully held in their throats.
"This is a betrayal in the name of war. Do you know that? Do you want to know who the betrayer is?
Are you going to arrest me now? Are you shameless?
Look at the wounds on my body. I'm a warrior who just returned from the underground battle. Is this how a warrior should be treated? "
Several warriors who were close to the observation tower were confused. Arrest him? Even though they did not know whether Tang Ling was spouting nonsense or not, he was indeed a New Moon Warrior who just returned from the underground.
The warriors looked at Aber while Aber was shocked. What Tang Ling said was correct. The deal that he made with the Underground race was almost the same as what he had promised!
Should they arrest him now? His words were directed at the Agnes family, and as long as one was not an idiot, one would understand what he was hinting at.
If they arrested him regardless of the consequences, everything that the Agnes family had put on would be ruined. How guilty would they look?
Aber was struggling to make a decision. Beside him, Clyne looked at his grandson with a gaze of reproach and ridicule.
He said softly, "Are you still going to hide it?"
At the same time, complicated feelings rose in everyone's heart. Although it was hard to tell right from wrong, what was the result of the war? It seemed like what the young man said was true.
The two Purple Moon Warriors avoided the important details. They did not mention that the enemy had retreated or that Sector R had been occupied. They did not mention how many enemies had been killed. If that was the case, the future that the young man mentioned would come true.
The people started to panic. They were all warriors who understood war. If the outcome was true, it was not the time to celebrate. They had to gather all their forces and go underground for a tough battle.
They had to at least wipe out most of the enemies in Sector R and reclaim the strategic routes.
However, no one dared to say it out loud.
Where was the castellan? Where was the president, vice president, and lifetime councilman of the Supreme Council?
Instead, the Agnes family led the entire Purple Moon Warriors out of nowhere.
As long as one was not a complete idiot, one would understand what the big picture meant.
Panic started to spread in everyone's heart, but leaving Safety Sector No. 17? What kind of joke was this? What life taught many people was that as long as they could survive, they could continue to live.
"So, is it that hard to give an explanation? Do you really have to force us to such an ugly state? "Tang Ling stood in the rain and raised his leg to step on the edge of the observation deck.
"Crazy." Yang Kong was speechless. That was the only word that echoed in his heart.
"Crazy." A few people also had the same thought in their hearts.
What kind of explanation was so important? Tang Ling did not even plan to leave a path of retreat for himself. He put everything that he could not put on the table on the table, and in the end, he would not stop until he was dead.
The Agnes family could be shameless at any time, but Tang Ling did not care.
All he needed was a chance, a chance to send Vian off and let her rest in peace.
He also needed a chance to lie low and collect the so-called kindness. He needed a chance to kill.
"What explanation do you need?" After spilling the truth to Clyne in a hurry, Aber had to suppress his disgust and step forward.
Compared to Aber, Clyne was a sly old fox. He did not care about the farce that Tang Ling put on because he thought Aber was too young.
However, he had received an important piece of news that he had to deal with right away. He told Aber, "Delay."
Delay what? Aber did not understand. Shouldn't he use the advantage that the Agnes family still had to accuse Tang Ling of spouting nonsense and then arrest him and be done with it?
However, Aber dared not disobey Clyne's order. He could no longer hide the fact that he wanted to take all the credit for himself, and he did not succeed. He still had to rely on his family.
The delay was within Tang Ling's expectation, so he looked at Aber with a disdainful gaze.
"What explanation? You bastard, don't you know? Is the only thing you've learned after living for more than 20 years is to play the fool?
Do you see that? My partner, my comrade-in-arms, such a beautiful girl, she died under the conspiracy of a beast, although this beast's conspiracy may have been foiled by another beast … But, she's dead. "
So, do you understand what I'm asking for? "Tang Ling wiped the rain off his face and stood at the edge of the observation tower.
"What are you blabbering about? I sympathize with your comrade's death, but war is cruel. However, war was cruel. Every day, there were soldiers who died on the battlefield. The Hope Barrier needs order. If you suspect your comrade died in a conspiracy, there will be a military court in Safety Sector No. 17.
Otherwise, if everyone causes a ruckus because of their doubts, the Hope Barrier will become a joke.
I think you need to calm down. Your comrade needs to be buried. Take him away. "Aber took a deep breath and turned a deaf ear to the people calling him a bastard.
He used a perfect reason to reject Tang Ling.
A few warriors finally received the order and dashed up to the observation tower.
Tang Ling did not care at all. When the warriors charged at him, he quickly launched a few kicks and kicked them off the watchtower.
"Are you provoking Safety Sector No. 17?" Aber raised a brow.
"No, I just think my position is too low! Let me ask you something. If you, Aber, die in a conspiracy today, will the honorable Clyne be sentenced by the military court? "
Clyne did not reply. All he did was glare at Tang Ling coldly before he continued to speak into the communication device.
"That's right. Let's talk about all the Purple Moon Warriors here. If your comrade died in a conspiracy, will you not answer right away? Will you wait for the so-called military court? Based on what I know, it's not like that, right? Don't the Purple Moon Warriors have a special right called the duel right? They can point it at the enemy. "
"That's right. Even the level 1 nobles have this right, let alone the Purple Moon Warriors, don't they?
I, Tang Ling, am the one with a low position, am I right? "
No one said a word. Even Aber was stunned. What did Tang Ling mean by saying that out of the blue? Was he complaining about his status? How should he respond?
The members of the Fierce Dragon Squad stood in the rain. Some of them started to treat Amir on the spot. Although it was hopeless, it was barely enough to keep him alive.
Vian's body was lying in the middle of the group.
The scene made them look desolate, helpless, and sorrowful.
However, they only looked at Tang Ling. How was Tang Ling going to seek justice for Vian?
"So!" Tang Ling tore his battle uniform off. There were a dozen wounds of different sizes on his body, making him look very glaring.
"I, Tang Ling, have decided to fight for an identity for myself.
Who am I? I'm the weakest, the weakest New Moon Warrior in the First Reserved Camp.
"I hereby announce that I will officially challenge all the New Moon Warriors of the First Reserved Camp to the ranking!"
I'll fight until the end. Is the title of the champion noble enough? If not, I'll continue to challenge the Purple Moon Warriors! You must give me the duel right!
The right to challenge is sacred. Who dares to reject it? " Tang Ling drew the longsword from his back and pointed it at where the First Reserved Camp was standing.
"You're a lunatic!" Yang Kong's expression changed. Tang Ling was strong enough to challenge the entire First Reserved Camp? What was he trying to do? How could he explain this to Vian?
"You little lunatic! Hahaha … "On a hill not far away from the battlefield ruins, Su Yao was holding his communication device. He could not help but laugh when he heard the voices coming from it.
The man beside him tried to snatch the device away. "Old Su, why don't you f * cking listen to it?"
"Lunatic." At the top of the Hope Barrier, a few of the people who had been preparing for some kind of challenge had the same thought in their minds. However, the strange sense of familiarity made them feel very close.
Aber furrowed his brows. What the f * ck is going on? Isn't the chief trying to stall for time? Tang Ling's challenge is very cooperative.
Let this idiot fool around. It'll be best if he gets beaten to death. Andrew might be a bastard, but Aber knew how strong he was, let alone Andrew's dog, Hank.
No one could stop him if he was digging his own grave.
Andrew's face paled a little. Hank stood beside him and held Andrew's hand tightly.
"He won't succeed."
"I hope so." Andrew's heart was actually gloomy after he came out from the underground. He was not Aber. He had nothing to back him up. All he knew was success and failure.
Success was heaven.
Failure was hell, and he was already in hell, so nothing else mattered.
Wasn't life like this? A single thought was heaven and a single thought was hell.
In the end, the uncontrollable jealousy, injustice, and greed pushed him to hell.
**
The right to challenge was indeed sacred.
At least in the Purple Moon Battle Squad, every reserved camp encouraged challenges. In order to encourage the challenge, it was given a sacred meaning.
Therefore, the challenger would be protected until his challenge was completed.
All that was left was to accept the challenge or not.
However, the challenge was in front of everyone's eyes, and the traditional and deep-rooted belief of the First Reserved Camp was honor!
If they lost their honor, they would lose everything, including their future, reputation, training, and even resources.
It would be worse than death.
Of course, there were also those who could reject the challenge and be understood. They were just the members of the Fierce Dragon Squad.
Tang Ling jumped down from the watchtower.
He slowly walked to the center of the crowd.
A simple ring made of a dozen iron boxes was quickly placed in the center.
The crowd moved away to make space for the ring.
Tang Ling calmly jumped into the ring. He turned around to his friends from the Fierce Dragon Squad and said softly, "Please put Vian behind me. Let her watch."
As he spoke, Tang Ling stabbed his longsword into the ground behind him and said, "With this as the boundary, no one can get close to Vian. This time, I'll be in front of her forever. "
Yu hugged Vian quietly and carefully placed her behind Tang Ling.
Tang Ling looked at Vian's pale face with a faint smile on her face. He said in the softest tone, "Watch. I'll offer you my sacrifice."
Tang Ling turned around and shouted, "Let's begin. You're the second last."
Andy stood below the ring. "I surrender."
"Third last."
"I surrender." Christina choked on her tears.
"Fourth."
No one answered. Tang Ling's heart ached, but he dared not turn around. He mocked himself softly, "I'm sorry. She's sacrificed herself."
"Fifth last."
A senior who was in the same cave as Tang Ling walked into the ring nervously.
"I'm sad, but for the honor of a New Moon Warrior, I won't hold back," said the senior before he bowed at Tang Ling and dashed over.
Tang Ling did not look up. He even allowed the rain to blur his vision.
Shuaa! Tang Ling launched his kick. It was just a kick, but it was so fast that many elite warriors could not even catch it. His kick left afterimages in its wake.
Bang! The senior's thigh was mercilessly swept by the tip of Tang Ling's kick. His sprinting body lost its balance and fell out of the ring.
How is he so strong?! Tang Ling is this strong?!
At least 50 people in the First Reserved Camp were astonished! Normal people could not understand, Warriors could not understand, and even Elite Warriors could not understand!
However, if the New Moon Warriors of the First Reserved Camp and the Purple Moon Warriors in the crowd did not understand, it would be a joke!
Tang Ling's kick speed was comparable to the best of the best in the First Reserved Camp! It had to be coupled with an extremely fast reflex to launch a kick at the most suitable spot.
Yes, and strength!
Tang Ling … Is he the last?!
Tang Ling's expression did not change at all despite the many shocked gazes. "Sixth last."
Another senior went up the ring.
He did not waste any time. He would be an idiot if he could not see Tang Ling's strength. It would be foolish of him to say that he had given it his all.
He bowed and dashed towards Tang Ling.
One punch. One punch and he was sent out of the ring without any hesitation. The strength of the punch was just enough to send him out of the ring.
"Thank you," the senior said softly. The senior said softly. He saw that Tang Ling had held back his punch at the last moment. Otherwise, the punch would have easily cracked his bones.
"Seventh from the bottom!" Tang Ling shouted.
"I surrender," Orston answered loudly.
"Eighth last." No one answered.
A pained and mocking smile appeared on Tang Ling's face as he turned around and looked behind him.
Amir's wound was temporarily bandaged, but with his identity, he would never be able to get the high-grade cell repair potion.
If … if there was no betrayal, if … if we were still friends … Amir's heart ached. He actually believed in the 'what ifs'. Tang Ling had given it his all and even created a miracle for him to get the potion.
However, there were no 'what ifs' in life.
Just like now, Vian was lying behind Tang Ling. Even till death, he did not get close to her, but who was the one at fault? Amir seemed to have figured it out, but it was too late.
"I … Cough … I surrender," Amir said with a strenuous effort.
"Hmm. Remember to hold on. That is, if you are still a man. "Tang Ling turned around.
His heart was aching to the point that he could not breathe, but any mistake would have to be punished. He could not be softhearted anymore. Who would be softhearted for Vian?
"Ninth last."
The last senior from the same cave walked up the ring.
It was still one punch.
"Tenth last."
"I surrender," Yu said softly.
Within a minute, Tang Ling had jumped out of the last place and challenged nine people. He had created an impressive result even though six of them had given up in the process.
However, he had still defeated the other three with two punches and a kick!
Was it funny? No, it was not because he had not defeated some random chicken or dog. He had defeated the elites of the First Reserved Camp!
Tang Ling? Is he that strong? The same thought popped up in everyone's mind. How strong were the two punches from him? Or could it be calculated with the strength of a bull? What was his speed? Was it his limit? Was his reflexes so good that he was so quick? What were his abilities? Did he show them?
Many people had complicated thoughts, and they could not help but think of one thing — Tang Ling had a secret.
Tang Ling stood in the rain expressionlessly. "Next!"
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