"In this world, which is the biggest safety city?"
"The True Capital!"
"In this world, which faction is publicly recognized as the strongest?"
"The True Capital!"
"Then, who are we?"
"The strongest reserve youths of the True Capital, the True Capital Seven!"
"So, what are we going to do this time?"
"Protect the glory of the True Capital!"
In one of the inconspicuous mansions in the noble district of the deck area, the mansions echoed in unison.
As a matter of fact, the mansions had been vacant for a few months. The servants who were in charge of cleaning the mansions could live in the mansions themselves. They would even bring their friends and family along.
It was a waste to leave the mansions alone.
That was until yesterday, when the owner of the mansions returned.
The youths, who had seemed a little childish before, returned this time. That childishness had completely disappeared and was replaced with an iron-blooded aura.
Who were they? The answer was obvious. They were the True Capital Seven.
In the beginning, when the True Capital chose the seven youths, it caused quite a stir, but as time went on, other than holding the title, the True Capital Seven did not achieve anything outstanding.
In recent years, they were not as famous as the Dark Nine Feathers and the Stardust Sixteen, who liked to cause trouble everywhere.
This time, the True Capital Seven did not do anything outstanding, which was within expectations.
For some reason, the True Capital supported the Seven and did not have the slightest intention of disbanding the group.
Were there not enough young geniuses in the True Capital? No, since the True Capital was the number one faction in the world, it had countless geniuses.
Could it be that the True Capital had to support them for the sake of their reputation?
No, the True Capital was known for its practicality. They would not even slap themselves in the face! In this cruel era, there was no place for a faction that was vain, let alone the number one faction.
Therefore, the people were confused, but they still had hope.
At some point in time, the True Capital Seven would achieve something worthy of their reputation.
What the people did not know was that their hope was right. It was because of the practicality of the True Capital that they did not want the True Capital Seven to gain fame.
The reason why they supported the True Capital Seven was because they were different from the other geniuses. They belonged to the True Capital's military and were the top prodigies among the reserve youths.
If they could grow into their full potential, they would become the seven pillars of the True Capital in the future. They would give the military generals in the True Capital a successor.
What kind of limelight did they want? They only had one goal, and that was to amaze the world in next year's War God Path Competition.
But now, the plan had changed.
The True Capital had given the order to go all out in Hell Ledge.
The True Capital's orders were never explained, and as soldiers, the True Capital Seven did not have to ask. All they had to do was carry out the orders.
Since that was the case, he might as well give it his all. After all, giving it his all meant fighting for glory.
Today, they finally put on their uniforms.
It was a solemn green uniform belonging to the True Capital Army. The decorations on the uniform were golden, representing the authority of the True Capital.
With a single glance, people would know their identities!
This was the first time they decided to reveal their identities in front of the world, because today was the stage for glory.
"Are you ready? Fight for glory?! "the first disciple of the True Capital Seven, Wu Qing, asked loudly.
"Ready." The other six answered in unison.
"Then let's go." Wu Qing led the way and left the room.
Outside the door, the sun was shining brightly, shining on the golden epaulets, which were particularly dazzling.
What kind of brilliance would the True Capital Seven shine in Hell Ledge when they got serious?
**
In front of the mirror, Ling Yu put on the silver feather decoration seriously.
As the leader of the Dark Nine Feathers and the young representative of Darkness Port, Ling Yu had a deep-rooted affection for the city.
What was Darkness Port in other people's eyes? It was a free, prosperous, and feasting city, but at the same time, it was also a sinful, dirty, and merciless city.
Was it really like that? No, even when Ling Yu was young and was just a homeless child at the bottom of the city, he did not think so.
The city actually had its own ideals hidden in its heart that no one knew about. Behind its ruthlessness, there was a soft warmth.
However, there was no need to explain it to others because Darkness Port was also tolerant and tolerant. It did not care about the comments of the outside world and could accept any kind of criticism.
It was a maverick man. It only needed to do what it wanted and become what it wanted. It didn't need to explain itself.
He was a child of Darkness Port.
Today, he would fight for the glory of the city he loved so much.
The glory was related to the future, and if he was strong, his future would be bright.
As for the reputation of the Dark Nine Feathers? Based on people's imaginations, he was a mercenary or an assassin in the underground world. Was that what a teenager of Darkness Port should be doing?
What a joke!
Ling Yu curled his lips into a cold smile, but he would not explain himself either.
The Dark Nine Feathers were only slightly better than the True Capital Seven, and due to various reasons, they had to show off once or twice.
Otherwise, according to the commander, if the enemy doesn't move, we won't move.
However low-key the True Capital Seven was, the Dark Nine Feathers would be as low-key. In the past, the Dark Nine Feathers' goal was only to amaze the world in the War God Path.
Then, they would reveal their identity. The Dark Nine Feathers never roamed the underground world. They were also warriors on the surface.
Looking out the window at the blue sea, Ling Yu tightened his grip on the windowsill. He would fight for the glory on that day.
At least, he could not lose to the True Capital Seven!
Darkness Port was also a powerful safety city and a powerful faction.
It was at that moment that someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." Ling Yu's voice involuntarily carried a tinge of seriousness.
"Boss, it's time for us to move out." It was one of the Dark Nine Feathers.
"Okay, let's move out." Ling Yu looked up abruptly. The sun that had risen from the sea was glaring as if it was the future.
**
"Bro, you have to be careful." Ro Xin was holding a unique hidden weapon in her hand as she reminded her brother in a clear voice.
There were only two of them in the training room, so it was a little spacious.
Ro Li's upper body was bare, revealing his toned muscles. His body was tense as he waited.
The only difference was that he had a black bandage over his face.
After the reminder, Ro Xin suddenly moved swiftly, but Ro Li did not move at all.
All he did was adjust his body's direction. Amid the messy footsteps that Ro Xin purposely created, he was always able to find the best angle to defend himself and face the enemy.
Upon a closer look, one would notice that his arms, body, and legs were all doing the slightest adjustments. Every single adjustment was ingenious and was comparable to Tang Ling's Precise Instinct.
However, who would have thought that this clumsy guy was actually adjusting his body based on his feelings? His talent was unusually powerful.
Ro Xin's eyes showed a sense of gratification, but she did not slow down. She even quietly activated the strange hidden weapon in her hand.
With the activation of the hidden weapon, hundreds of silver needles shot out from the hidden weapon, accompanied by a large cloud of green mist.
No matter how spacious the training room was, Ro Li could not find a safe spot under Ro Xin's hidden weapon.
Ro Li moved. His body exploded with extreme speed, surpassing the speed when he first arrived in Darkness Port.
First, he dodged the silver needles.
Then, he tilted his body and dodged another wave of silver needles. Without a doubt, his reflexes were greatly enhanced, including his body's coordination.
Once his talent was activated, Ro Li's genius nature was on full display.
In the end, he dodged the silver needles and the huge cloud of green mist. When there was still a little bit of green mist lingering, he tapped his waist and a black stick floated into the air.
In the end, Ro Li gave up on the move and helplessly allowed the green mist to taint his body.
"Sigh, Sis, I'm so stupid." Ro Li sat down dejectedly and removed the black cloth in front of his eyes.
Ro Xin walked over with a smile and leaned against Ro Li. "Bro, my teacher gave me this hidden weapon. He said it's the strongest hidden weapon among the hidden weapons, and you dodged it 95% of the time. How are you stupid? "
As she spoke, Ro Xin wiped the green mist off Ro Li's shoulder with a gratified gaze.
Ro Li did not say anything. He was still not satisfied.
Ro Xin knew what her brother was thinking, so she held his arm and said in a gentle tone, "Bro, if you had used the puppet at the last moment, you would have been able to block it. Why did you change your mind? "
Indeed, Ro Li had the talent of controlling puppets. It was the inheritance he got from the Ninth Ruins, and after a few days, especially after his talent was developed, his puppet-controlling skills had become even better.
People only knew that Ro Li had a special talent similar to Precise Instinct, but no one had ever seen this trump card of his.
"I can't use it. What the puppet can block isn't my own skill. "Ro Li was a little stubborn.
"Aren't you stupid? It's your skill to use the puppet. "Ro Xin helplessly pinched her brother.
"Hehe, but you worked so hard to modify the puppet for me, and it consumes energy to use it. I'm afraid of wasting it … "Ro Li caressed his sister's hair. He was telling the truth.
Ro Xin was moved. She inherited the knowledge of puppet making from the Ninth Ruins, but lately, she had been focusing on her medical skills.
Despite that, she was surprised to realize that the puppet making skill that she had to spare some time to learn was progressing smoothly. It turned out that she did have a little talent in this field.
Unfortunately, she was too engrossed in her medical skills. If she had spent more time on puppet making, she might have been able to provide her brother with a stronger puppet.
However, a talented person should not feel pity and despair! Ro Xin stood up and said energetically, "Bro, I'm not afraid! We'll make a lot of money in the future, and our dreams will come true. "
"Mm-hmm." Ro Li was encouraged, so he nodded heavily. He believed every word that his sister said, but he prayed that Tang Ling would not be one of her wishes.
It would never come true, would it?
Besides, his sister was also very powerful. She was good at using poison. If it was a proper fight, he might not even be a match for her.
His sister was also talented in martial arts.
Before they came to Darkness Port, they had secretly tested her and found out that she had a six-star genetic chain bloodline. No matter where she went, her bloodline would be outstanding.
Although she could not be compared to the real geniuses, with her medical skills and talent, she would surpass them.
His sister was the most dazzling, but why Tang Ling … Ro Li scratched his head in frustration.
It was then that Gu Dao's lazy voice sounded, "Hey, you two, aren't you going to have breakfast?"
Ro Li and Ro Xin then remembered that it was time for breakfast since they had to open for business later.
They went down to the dining room, but Gu Dao was nowhere to be seen. Instead, the table was filled with dishes, including the dishes that Gu Dao usually ate alone.
Everyone knew that Gu Dao's dishes were of the highest quality. If it was not the best in terms of taste, it would have to be the best vicious beast meat.
What day is this? Ro Xin felt strange, but she realized that her master had left a note on the table.
"It's the 28th of April. You two, do your best!"
Is today the day that we secretly agreed on? Ro Li and Ro Xin's eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit when they read the note.
**
Darkness Port.
The castle building in the center of the deck area was the center of power in Darkness Port. As the most commercialized city, it was also the tallest commercial building in Darkness Port.
Only the true nobles could afford the businesses that could enter this castle. Commoners did not even know that there was a commercial building in the castle.
Tang Long was currently in the best training room in the castle.
At this time, his entire body was covered with what looked like electrodes, and there were high-tech instruments all around him.
Tang Long was only wearing a pair of underwear, exposing his slender and muscular body as sweat dripped down his face.
He had not reached his limit yet, so his basic abilities could still be squeezed out and improved.
Tang Long took a glass bottle from Draconic Twelve, who was standing outside the door, and drank the liquid in one gulp.
What was that liquid? It was a top-notch stamina recovery potion. After drinking it and resting for half an hour, one's body would recover to its peak condition.
Of course, it was only the body. His spirit was not that easy to recover.
Even so, a small bottle of the potion cost a fortune. Tang Long had been training crazily in the past few days, and this was how he spent the potion.
He knew that in this port, all the young geniuses were trying their best to improve themselves. Some of them even went out to sea or joined the mercenary group.
However, Tang Long could not do that. He was the most important young genius in the Stardust Council, so he was not that free.
However, with the top-notch resources, the improvement he received was stronger than 99% of the people.
He stood at the first place, but it was just a title that people talked about. He had yet to receive any real proof, just like the prestigious War God Path Competition in the True Capital.
Even so, as long as he was able to climb to the first place, he had no intention of falling back down.
Tang Long leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, trying his best to recover his spirit.
Half an hour later, Tang Long stood up abruptly. He did not want to waste even a second, so he shouted, "Let's begin!"
Right after he shouted, the small training room that was surrounded by super-advanced machines suddenly fired different things from different angles.
There were bullets, hammers, lasers, and so on. Some of them had to be dodged and some could be countered with brute force.
This was a test of one's judgment. Since it was the best training room, it was natural for him to improve all aspects, including his battle consciousness!
Even the toughest training room had to be included in the training! After all, it cost 1,000 Black Sea coins per hour, so it was not a waste of money.
Tang Long moved quickly. His body left a series of afterimages in the small training room. The electrode-like wires connected to his body were only illusions. They did not affect Tang Long's movements at all.
However, when Tang Long moved, all sorts of data were being updated and analyzed on the big screen. At the same time, it was beneficial for the next training plan.
Shadows appeared.
Fists, kicks, cold weapons, and even firearms were thrown at Tang Long.
The shadows grew denser and denser. One, two, three …
Tang Long's body was covered in red dots, which meant that he was injured, but the more he fought, the fiercer he got and he persisted.
"Wow, is our boss this fierce?" The youngest Draconic Sixteen exclaimed when he saw Tang Long's figure in the training room.
Beside him, Draconic One, who had always been serious, chuckled softly. "This isn't Young Master Long's limit! He hasn't even used a single trump card. His basic abilities might be at the limit of nine bulls and two tigers, but his nerves and reflexes can still be improved. He can push himself to the limit. Young Master Long is pursuing perfection. "
Draconic One always wanted to take care of his younger siblings, so he explained everything to the youngest Draconic Sixteen.
Tang Long was pushing himself to the limit! As long as he could still improve, he would not let go of even the slightest bit.
He wanted to use his strongest accumulation to welcome the moment of his transformation.
What about Tang Ling? Reality was cruel. Maybe because Tang Ling had been through too many life and death battles, he was facing his limits.
Therefore, Tang Ling's reflexes and nerves were very strong. Even if Tang Long pushed himself to the limit, he might only be on par with Tang Ling.
No one knew whether it was because of the Perfect Genetic Chain or not. However, no one dared to deny what Tang Ling had endured.
Huff! Following Tang Long's heavy panting, a red dot appeared where his heart was.
A beep sounded in the training room, signifying that Tang Long was dead. The training had officially ended.
Tang Long fell to the ground. He did not even want to move a single finger. He had tried his best.
According to the normal procedure, he would have to use all his trump cards one by one to hammer himself and challenge the limits of his combat power.
However, he could not do it today because it was the 28th of April.
"5 minutes and 36 seconds." The super-advanced machine reported the time that Tang Long had lasted in the training room.
Tang Long smiled when he heard the time.
He had lasted two more seconds than the last time! This was the kind of effect he wanted. He wanted to improve and become stronger every time he went through it.
"Young Master Long." Draconic Twelve entered the training room and helped Tang Long up. He also poured a bottle of recovery potion into Tang Long's mouth.
Two minutes after he drank the potion, Tang Long finally had the strength to stand up. His sweat was like a waterfall and his hair was stuck to his scalp.
"Wait for me. I'll go wash up." Tang Long had to pay attention to his image because he was the representative of the Stardust Council.
15 minutes later, Tang Long appeared in front of everyone.
There was nothing grand about it. It was just a white uniform. He loved white because there was nothing extra in the pure white, so there would not be any extra emotions or pain, right?
However, any simple white uniform on Tang Long gave off a noble and solemn feeling.
Today was the 28th of April. Even though Tang Long did not care about it, the Stardust Sixteen had to get the honor they deserved on this day.
Therefore, in order to match their leader and to show their solemnity, the Stardust Sixteen wore white uniforms.
Unfortunately, Draconic Seven was not there.
Tang Long glanced over everyone and anger burned in his heart. Tang Ling!
"Let's go." Tang Long hid his anger well and said softly.
Everyone followed Tang Long out of the castle in an orderly fashion.
"Twelve, are you going to join at the last minute?" Tang Long suddenly asked in the car.
"Is it against the rules?" Draconic Twelve replied with a question before he lowered his head and said, "I also want to fight for the honor with everyone."
"It's not against the rules. You are also one of the Stardust Sixteen, and I have the right to get a slot to let others join." Tang Ling closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the car to rest his mind.
He did not know that this was the start of the storm, and he had no reason to know about it either.
Draconic Twelve lowered his head and curled his lips into a strange smile, but under the shadow of his top hat, no one saw it.
This was the only secret, and very few people knew about it. What would happen if it were to explode? Even those so-called big shots would not be able to stop it, would they?
Tang Ling and Tang Long would not stop until one of them was dead, and only Tang Ling would die.
Oh right, there was still the mission. If Tang Ling was dead, snatching his body would be a troublesome matter. Hopefully, the so-called chairman would help out a little.
**
Dvesha Moha.
Tang Ling and Han Xing were sprawled on the ground. They did not even have the strength to move a finger.
Today, both Tang Ling and Han Xing were penniless again. To be precise, they were declared bankrupt last night.
They could not afford to waste the last night. Even the poor had their own ways and it was the most efficient way.
The two of them sparred with each other!
It was not just limited to sword techniques. In short, they had to give it their all in a real battle. In one night, they fought 27 times, which meant that Han Xing was beaten up 27 times by Tang Ling.
But in the end, both of them had no more stamina left. After all, extreme battles consumed a lot of stamina, and twenty-seven times was simply heaven-defying.
Han Xing was sprawled on the ground, looking at Tang Ling's figure lying on the ground. His eyes showed a sense of admiration.
"Not bad. As expected of my brother. From now on, he will have the strength to fight 27 times. "
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