The Sacred Martial Hall was as quiet as usual, but every department was not so quiet today. First, the head of the intelligence department, Dragon King Ba Baiying, a powerful martial artist who rarely made a move, suddenly made a move and turned the outside of the intelligence department into ruins.
Although there was no battle at the headquarters of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall, as the disciple of the Auspicious Goddess Jennifer, the silent young genius, Solomon, had been sitting quietly outside the door for more than twenty hours. Suddenly, he mysteriously left, making many people puzzled.
The Department of Strategy belonged to a special department outside the six departments of the Sacred Martial Hall. The personnel here belonged to a special department that would appear wherever needed.
The Department of Strategy did not have the strange architectural style of the other departments. It was very ordinary, just like its function.
A fierce battle had just taken place in the open space of this ordinary building not long ago. The violent fight had severely damaged the surrounding environment. The impact of the tyrannical saber Qi made the engineering team responsible for repairing the environment not dare to come and repair it immediately.
The open space with a diameter of thousands of meters was full of huge cuts that were more than ten meters long. Fist-sized stones could be seen everywhere. Almost no square meter of the ground was completed. There were countless potholes with a width of more than ten meters and a depth of one or two meters.
If this was not the Sacred Martial Hall, it would be easy to suspect that this place had just been bombarded by a fierce group of artillery by the military!
The pungent smell of gunpowder was emitted from the potholes or gravel from time to time.
The battle had been over for some time. According to the normal procedure, the engineering team had already come to repair and restore this place to its original state in the shortest time possible.
However, the engineering team, which had always appeared on time, didn't seem to have appeared in time. Only the personnel of the Department of Strategy knew that the engineering team had actually come once. This was after the engineering team repaired and there was another fierce battle.
Not only that, the engineering team also appeared for the second time, but they did not dare to approach this destroyed battlefield. All this was because of one person.
Sky Splitter, Brooks!
On the ravaged and damaged ground, Brooks held a serrated saber in his hand. This was a saber that could cut iron like mud, but now it was covered with battle scars and serrated teeth.
The handsome Brooks of the past was gone. His chestnut-colored long hair, which used to be tied high at the back of his head, was now scattered around his cheeks, fluttering when the wind blew.
Brooks' physique was still as sturdy as before. His martial attire had long been tattered, and his body was covered with scorching scars and wounds from sharp blades.
Seventy-five of them, big and small! The personnel of the Department of Strategy carefully counted the wounds on the young man's body with a long-distance video camera.
Brooks held the saber in his hand and took a Horse Bow and Arrow Stance. The saber was slowly sheathed at his waist, as if he was going to use the Sword-Drawing Technique at any time. His entire person looked like he was going to draw the saber and attack at any time. His ferocious battle intent enveloped the entire huge battlefield. Even mosquitoes would choose to detour and fly away when they came near. One could instinctively feel that as long as any aura entered this battlefield, it would be attacked by a shocking saber.
In fact, that was indeed the case! Anyone who dared to step into this battlefield would be attacked immediately! The moment the engineering team returned to the battlefield for the second time, they saw a dazzling blade light that they would never forget in their lives.
That strike at dawn was far more brilliant than the sunrise! None of the martial artists of the Department of Strategy would ever forget that strike. Brutal, resolute, and unstoppable! Even the sky would be split open by that strike!
If it wasn't for the head of the Department of Strategy, Yaksha King, who dragged the person out of the battlefield and took that shocking strike outside the battlefield, the engineering team would have suffered a helpless loss in an instant.
Once they entered the battlefield, they would attack with the saber! Once they left the battlefield, they would be safe!
The martial artists of the Department of Strategy would never forget that after Brooks received a call during special training, he threw his phone into the trash can and sat in front of the door of the Department of Strategy as if he was waiting for something.
In the end, he waited for a martial artist in the middle of the night. According to the recollections of the personnel on duty, the conversation between both parties was very simple.
"Uncle, if you are interested in serving the family, then I won't stop you. But I hope that you won't stop my decision either. "
"Brooks, you've already gone down the wrong path. I'm here on behalf of the family to order you to obey the family's decision."
"Uncle, if the family orders me to kill Qilin, I won't hesitate to take my saber to the Qilin Mountain and kill Song Wendong. If the family doesn't like the President and requests me to kill him, then I'll definitely rush into the Presidential Palace and bring the President's head home. But! This is the only thing I can't do. "
"You? Why? Don't tell me you're doing it for a friend … "
"Yes, you're right, it's because of a friend."
"Silly."
"I'm happy to."
"The interests of the family are paramount. Since you're so stubborn, I have to help you end your journey to the Sacred Martial Hall in advance."
"Is that so? Uncle, I have a very bad habit. I don't think you've forgotten it, right? I'll definitely do what I've decided on. I dare to throw the family's phone into the trash, so why would I be afraid of your threat? You have to be prepared to be chopped if you make a move on me. "
The short conversation was a battle between fifteen-star martial dao masters. It was always a battle between masters that could quickly determine the winner. The two sides fought for a full hour. This was a battle that was truly evenly matched.
In the end, Brooks broke two ribs and took a heavy punch to his lower abdomen. He heavily injured his uncle and sent him out of the battlefield. Then, he used the badge to inform the medical team to send his uncle to the hospital.
The medical system of the Sacred Martial Hall was very advanced. It could even be said to be one of the most advanced medical systems in the world today. In a place where a group of martial artists gathered, fierce battles were inevitable every two or three days. Naturally, there would be more injuries.
Brooks didn't need to worry about his uncle dying or being seriously injured. If he wanted to kill his uncle, his lower abdomen wouldn't have taken that heavy punch.
The engineering team had just repaired the battlefield that had been destroyed into ruins. Many places had not really been solidified yet, but someone stepped into the battle circle.
"Uncle, my uncle was here just now."
"I know that you're injured now. Giving up resistance and going back with me is the wisest choice for you."
"Again? My answer is very simple. From the standpoint of the family, you've placed your bet on the wrong person this time. Qin Fen is worthy of your bet. If the family has to bet on the Zuo Family, then I know it's time to bet with the family. I'll bet on my friend. "
"Why? Just because he's one of the youngest martial dao masters? "
"No, no, no, because he's my friend. Because I've promised him to go back to the military headquarters with him. "
"Promised? When? Did he call you? "
"Does he still need to call me? The moment he got the test from the military headquarters, he must come to me. Otherwise, I'll chop him and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks. Then, I'll chop Zuo Lin to death with him. Uncle, you don't understand young people. We don't need to contact each other by phone. "
It was another short conversation. Brooks fought two fifteen-star martial dao master battles in a very short period of time, just like Qin Fen did in Hallasan.
As a result, Brooks' uncle was seriously injured and hospitalized. There were a total of three people from the Brooks family in the Sacred Martial Hall. Two of them were hospitalized and the last one was Brooks himself.
After the second battle, Brooks made one last move. He took the bow and arrow horse stance and put the saber on his waist, maintaining the combat state of the Sword-Drawing Technique.
Very handsome posture! This was Yaksha King's evaluation.
Doing this when he was unconscious was a very stupid move! This was also Yaksha King's evaluation.
Controlling the body with willpower and waiting without knowing if there would be any results, should he say that he had confidence? Or was it extremely stupid? This was Yaksha King's evaluation.
Yaksha King couldn't understand why his disciple, whose IQ and martial arts talent were super strong when he first met him, would do such a stupid thing and wait without knowing if there would be any results.
Even if he was in a coma, his battle intent still dominated the body, not letting anyone move him. His sword intent covered the entire battlefield.
The combat ability of a person in a coma surpassed that of a sober state! Yaksha King sat in the office with great interest, waiting with Brooks for the possible arrival of the guest.
Yaksha King had seen Qin Fen before. He had seen all of Qin Fen's information from the projector. He also admitted that this was a young martial artist with great martial dao ability. However, he still couldn't figure out why Brooks would do such a thing.
Yaksha King was different from the other heads of department. When he saw Brooks' situation, he immediately thought of the others who came with Brooks. Therefore, he immediately sent someone to inquire.
As a result, the news shocked him greatly! Little Dragon King, Yang Lie, the young man at the peak of the fourteen-star level, actually entered the third-level Zhu Rong system to court death. The reason was that he wanted to enter the fifteen-star level before Qin Fen arrived.
As for the silent Solomon, he stepped on his family's mobile phone and waited outside the gate of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall headquarters like Brooks.
The sword intent that covered the entire battlefield … suddenly disappeared!
Brooks, who had been maintaining his fighting posture for many hours, fell forward with his body.
In the distance, a figure rushed over at high speed and grabbed Brooks before he fell to the ground.
Brooks was still in a coma. He lay quietly on Qin Fen's back. The saber in his hand, which had never relaxed, hit the ground at this moment, making a crisp sound of metal.
Yaksha King raised his slender sword-like eyebrows. His star-like eyes flickered with a little surprise. Is this a coincidence? Or did Brooks instinctively feel that the person he was waiting for had arrived?
On the broken battlefield, three men and one woman walked side by side in silence. Brooks continued to lie on Qin Fen's back, still in a coma. At this moment, there was not even a trace of battle intent in his body. His whole person was really relaxed.
"It's really an interesting team." Yaksha King got up and stood in front of the window, overlooking the five people on the broken battlefield. "I'm looking forward to how a team like yours will perform in the future."
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