When the two countries faced off, one side rejoiced while the other side was enraged.
Compared to the cheers of the Fallen Star Country, the Dong Fu Army was furious.
In the martial arts world, the strong were respected and the army respected the strong even more. This meant that the stronger one was, the safer one would be while the more dangerous the enemy would be.
Shi Jingxiang was almost invincible among the Level 7 Martial Dao Masters. He was a warrior of the East Fu Army. Yesterday, he had killed five Martial Dao Masters of the Falling Stars Army. Today, he killed another one. He was highly respected by the soldiers of the East Fu Nation.
Now, Shi Jingxiang was killed in front of Ye Xing, and his head was raised in Ye Xing's hand. This was Shi Jingxiang's usual action after defeating his opponents. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Dong Fu Nation naturally took it as a great humiliation and were enraged.
"Bastard!"
In the Dong Fu Army, a martial artist in his forties was furious. He shouted, "How dare he kill my Dong Fu Army's warrior! Which warrior is willing to take his head? "
Beside him was a large flag with the words "Dong Fu" on the right and "Liuchuan" on the left. This was the Liuchuan Army of the Dong Fu Country.
This person was called Liuchuan Ji and he was the Commander of the Liuchuan Army.
The Falling Star Kingdom and the East Fu Kingdom had teams of ten, a hundred, a company, a thousand, an army, and fifty thousand.
The position of a general not only required military merit but also great strength. The minimum requirement to be a Captain was a Level 9 Martial Dao Master and the Commander was a Half-Step Martial Sage.
Shi Jingxiang was the centurion of the Liuchuan Corps. He was the famous centurion. His strength was comparable to an eighth-stage Martial Ancestor. If he had accumulated enough battle merits and there was an opening for a chiliarch during a war, he could definitely become a chiliarch with his cultivation at the seventh-stage Martial Path.
Even the Centurion had died at the hands of Ye Xing. The rest of the Centurions naturally did not dare to make a sound. If they went up, wouldn't they be courting death?
As for the eighth level Martial Scholar, although he was full of confidence in dealing with Ye Xing, there were rules for one-on-one battles between two armies. That was, seventh level against seventh level, and eighth level against eighth level. They had to fight at the same level.
If it was an eighth stage Martial Scholar, it would be against the rules. Then, the other party could choose not to fight and directly return to the city. If it was a ninth stage Martial Scholar, then it would be a mess. How could they fight?
Faced with Rukawa Ji's words, the Rukawa Army was silent, only the sound of angry breathing could be heard.
Rukawa Ji's expression was gloomy. He was furious that no one in the Rukawa Corps dared to step up. However, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the strength of the young man was indeed strong. He had seriously injured Shi Jingxiang with one punch. There was no martial dao master in the Rukawa Corps who could defeat him.
Not to mention the Liuchuan Corps, even the Purple River, Dongyan, and West Wind Corps did not have a martial dao master who could defeat Sho Ishii. Otherwise, how could Sho Ishii kill the five centurions of the Falling Stars Corps in succession?
It was not that the centurions of the Falling Stars Kingdom were weak, but that Sho Ishii was too strong.
In front of the two armies, Ye Xing held Shi Jingxiang's head high. Seeing that no one from the other side continued to fight, he immediately reacted. Shi Jingxiang should be the strongest martial dao master of the other side. With Shi Jingxiang dead, the other side's martial dao master naturally did not dare to fight.
Thinking of this, Ye Xing laughed and said, "The Dongfu Nation is so big, with two hundred thousand troops, and there is no martial dao master who dares to fight with me? Hahahaha … When did the Dongfu Dogs become cowards? "
Shi Jingxiang had previously ridiculed the Falling Stars Kingdom for being cowards, and now Ye Xing returned the words.
"Dongfu Dogs, cowards!"
"Dongfu Dogs, cowards!"
…
In Dongshan City, the people of the Falling Stars Kingdom broke out into thunderous cheers, and their morale was high.
The army had the advantage in numbers, and the higher the morale of the soldiers, the stronger the morale of the entire army.
One person's morale was limited, but when the morale of thousands of people gathered together, it was quite terrifying.
An army with high morale would have its combat power increased by at least half, and when morale was low, its combat power would be greatly reduced.
A person's combat power increased by half might not be a big deal, but if an army's combat power increased by half, it was absolutely terrifying.
This meant that an army of one hundred and fifty thousand people would have the combat power of two hundred thousand people.
Compared to the morale of the people of the Falling Stars Kingdom, the morale of the Dongfu Nation's army was much weaker. When they lost, the anger in their hearts was very strong, but anger was not morale.
In front of the two armies, Ye Xing laughed and threw Shi Jingxiang's head in the direction of the Dongfu Nation's army, and said,
"Cowards of the Dongfu Nation, I know that your Martial Dao Masters don't dare to come up, so why don't you send your Martial Dao Grandmasters? Hahahaha … It's not that I look down on you, but you are so timid and cowardly. Today, I will challenge any of your Eighth Level Grandmasters, and let you Dongfu Dogs experience my dog-slaughtering skills!"
When Ye Xing said this, the soldiers of the Dongfu Nation were so angry that they were about to vomit blood. He was looking down on the people of the Dongfu Nation.
Even the soldiers of the Falling Stars Kingdom were shocked by Ye Xing's words.
Although there was only a one-word difference between Martial Dao Master and Martial Dao Grandmaster, there was a huge gap in strength between the two, and it was difficult to cross.
Shi Jingxiang's strength was almost invincible among the Martial Dao Masters, but he could only compete with an Eighth Level Grandmaster. After a long battle, he would definitely be defeated.
Although Ye Xing easily defeated Shi Jingxiang, and his strength was stronger than an Eighth Level Grandmaster, he challenged all the Martial Dao Grandmasters in the Dongfu Nation's army. The other side would definitely send Eighth Level Grandmasters, or even Eighth Level Grandmasters, so how could he have any hope of winning? It was simply courting death!
The soldiers of the Falling Stars Kingdom and the mercenaries did not know about Ye Xing's performance in the advanced class assessment of Mount Zishan Academy, but the teachers and students of Mount Zishan Academy knew. They were not worried about Ye Xing at all, and they were all excited.
"Dog-Slaughtering!"
"Dog-Slaughtering!"
"Senior Brother Ye, Dog-Slaughtering!"
…
The hot-blooded students of Mount Zishan Academy immediately shouted loudly, and finally they shouted in unison, "Dog-Slaughtering!"
The soldiers of the Falling Stars Kingdom and the mercenaries were also affected and shouted in unison.
How could they not want to dog-slaughtering? It was just that they did not have the strength.
Although they still had doubts about Ye Xing's strength, at this moment, Ye Xing said such a thing, so they naturally could not underestimate Ye Xing's power.
"Bastard!"
"Kill him!"
"He's courting death!"
…
The soldiers of the Dongfu Nation roared in anger, and their anger soared to the sky.
In the Liuchuan Army, a late Eighth Level Chiliarch immediately rushed out and asked Liuchuan Ji for instructions, "Army Commander, let me, Liuchuan Wei, kill him!"
Liuchuan Wei was in his early thirties, and he was a direct descendant of the Liuchuan Family. He was one generation younger than Liuchuan Ji, and was Liuchuan Ji's nephew.
However, in the army, they had to follow the army's rules. Only when they returned to the family could they call each other uncle and nephew.
Liuchuan Ji nodded and waved at Ye Xing, and shouted, "Kill him! Use his pig's head as a urinal! "
"Yes!"
Liuchuan Wei responded, turned around and strode towards Ye Xing.
Ye Xing looked at the fast approaching Liuchuan Wei, and his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a dangerous aura.
If Ye Xing used a bow and arrow, he could easily kill a late Eighth Level Grandmaster, but Ye Xing did not intend to use a bow and arrow. If he suddenly showed too much strength, which Martial Dao Grandmaster of the Dongfu Nation would dare to come forward to die?
Every person killed was a merit, especially those with high cultivation. Since Ye Xing was going to fight, he naturally wanted to kill as many people as possible.
"Little thief, tell me your name, I, Liuchuan Wei, am here to kill you!" Liuchuan Wei shouted when he was still a kilometer away from Ye Xing.
"Ye Xing of the Luoxing Nation, I am here to kill all the Eighth Level Martial Dao Grandmasters of the Dongfu Nation!" Ye Xing replied from afar, and his momentum was mighty.
"Wahahaha, Luoxing Pig, die!"
Liuchuan Wei looked angry, and he was so angry that he shouted. Soon, he rushed to a hundred feet away from Ye Xing, and slashed down with the two-finger-wide saber in his hand.
"Cross Slash!"
It was clearly a slash, but two crisscrossing saber qi appeared and slashed towards Ye Xing.
Ye Xing was wearing a pair of silver metal gloves, which was Shi Jingxiang's weapon, and became Ye Xing's spoils of war.
Roaring Tiger Fist!
Ye Xing punched out, and the sound of a tiger's roar shook the nine heavens.
Ye Xing's Silver Body Technique had reached the large success stage. His body was tough and powerful, almost invulnerable to swords and spears. Furthermore, he was wearing a high-grade metal glove. Even if his opponent's weapon was a top-grade weapon, Ye Xing could still fight it head-on. Moreover, his opponent's long saber was only a high-grade weapon.
Bang!
Ye Xing's figure turned into a giant tiger in Liuchuan Wei's eyes, and the cross saber qi was instantly shattered by Ye Xing's punch.
Whoosh!
Ye Xing's figure rushed straight forward, as fast as lightning. The power of this punch did not change, and it directly blasted on Liuchuan Wei's narrow saber.
Liuchuan Wei was shocked, and his eyes revealed a look of horror. This was the first time he had encountered an opponent with such superb martial arts attainments that he had fallen into an illusion.
However, this illusion was incomparably realistic, and it made him feel fear. His aura collapsed, and his strength was greatly reduced. Not to mention that he could not use eleven or twelve percent of his strength, he could not even use ninety or one hundred percent of his normal strength. How could he block Ye Xing's unparalleled punch?
Clang!
In the explosion, Liuchuan Wei's narrow saber was directly blasted open. The saber shook violently, and Liuchuan Wei's palm was ruptured. Blood flowed, and the weapon almost flew out of his hand.
His body was shaken by the terrifying power transmitted through the saber and arm, and he was forced to retreat.
Ye Xing's aura was like a rainbow, and he punched again. Like a fierce tiger, he rushed towards Liuchuan Wei, his iron fist like a mountain.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
After three more explosions, the narrow saber in Liuchuan Wei's hand was almost turned into scrap metal, and Ye Xing sent it flying.
"Die!"
Ye Xing let out a loud roar and threw out a fifth punch.
Liuchuan Wei had no more weapons to block, and could only use his fists to defend. With a crack, the bones in his arm were broken inch by inch, and he was sent flying with blood spurting out of his mouth.
Ye Xing moved like a meteor, and took a saber from his waist.
Whoosh!
A cold light flashed, and Liuchuan Wei was still retreating when his head flew. Ye Xing grabbed it and raised it up, shouting, "Killing a grandmaster of the East Fu Nation is as easy as killing a dog!"
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