Battle Zone 9, Northern Tribe.
Ten Savage Beasts and Barbarians sat in the tribe. The atmosphere was tense.
They had launched two wars in succession just to kill the sword cultivator of the Human Clan, who was a great potential threat, and to destroy the Human Clan's battle team to completely occupy the No.9 battle zone.
But in the end, all of them ended in failure. Moreover, the losses were huge.
The human sword cultivator's threat level had increased.
"We must get rid of that human sword cultivator as soon as possible," one of the Savage Beasts and Barbarians said in a low voice.
"That's right. The human sword cultivator has great potential. If we wait a little longer, he might become a Warrior. It'll be almost impossible for us to kill him then."
"Do we have to expose that human?"
"We have to expose him as a last resort."
"I have another way. Don't expose that human for now and continue to hide." A cold light flashed across the Savage Dragon Warrior's eyes. "I've already asked for reinforcements. Let's invite a twelve-star warrior."
"Twelve-star!" All the Savage Beasts and Barbarians were shocked.
Twelfth Star was the limit of one's combat strength. It was very difficult to reach that level. Even among the Barbarian Demons, there were very few experts with Twelfth Star combat strength. Most of them were from the Royal Barbarian Dragons, and a few of them were from the Barbarian Dragon Tribe. As for the other tribes, very few of them had Twelfth Star combat strength.
A twelve-star warrior's status was definitely higher than that of the One-Star and Two-Star warriors.
"That's right. Eleven-star warriors can't deal with that human sword cultivator. We'll be stopped if we try." The Savage Dragon Warrior said, "So, let's invite a twelve-star warrior to come and send a letter of challenge to the human sword cultivator."
Send a letter of challenge to the human sword cultivator and fight to the death.
This was indeed a good idea.
If the human race didn't agree, they would start another war. The human race had already experienced the shocking number of casualties and wouldn't want to start another war.
Plus, the human race hadn't received any effective reinforcements. If they started another war, they might not be able to hold on.
Of course, even if they could defeat the human race, the Savage Beasts would suffer great losses.
Therefore, the humans were unwilling to start another war, and the same went for the Barbarians.
However, if the Human Clan was unwilling to accept the challenge, they could only start a third war and kill the Human Clan Sword Cultivator in the midst of the chaos.
However, it was undoubtedly more difficult to kill the other party in a war. After all, the situation was relatively chaotic, and there was a possibility of failure.
Sending out a letter of challenge was a direct battle to the death. Without the interference of others, the possibility of being killed was the highest.
"In order to ensure that the Life and Death Duel can succeed, we still need that human to exert some strength."
…
It had to be said that the Barbarian Tribe acted very quickly. A letter of challenge was quickly delivered to the human race and General Zhan Long.
The Nine Supremes Generals had gathered once again. As for the Frost Tide General, he had yet to return.
"What do you all think?" General Zhan Long asked after reading the letter of challenge.
"The war cannot be started again." The Azure Cloud General frowned as he spoke in a low voice.
In the two wars, the human race had lost more than 20,000 people. There were less than half of the cultivators left. Without reinforcements, the overall strength of the human race had decreased greatly. If another war broke out, it was likely that more than 10,000 people would die. It was a great loss.
Perhaps when the third war began, the Barbarians would not care about their own losses, and the human race would very likely be defeated.
Of course, the Barbarian Tribe did not specify what level of combat power they would send out in the letter of challenge. They only said that they would send out warriors.
If the Barbarian Tribe had sent out twelfth-star warriors, the situation would be different.
Twelfth-Star combat power was the top combat power. It was extremely terrifying.
This was a small trick that the Barbarians played.
In the end, they voted.
Of the Nine Supremes Generals, six expressed that they did not want to start another war. Two gave up on voting, and one said that they would fight if they wanted.
"Inform Chen Zong. We still need to ask for his opinion." General Zhan Long sighed in a low voice.
The Barbarian Tribe's letter of challenge named Chen Zong, the Human Clan Sword Cultivator.
As the person involved, Chen Zong naturally had the right to make the decision.
If Chen Zong was unwilling, none of them could force him. After all, Chen Zong was the true disciple of the Will Heavenly Palace. He was not an ordinary true disciple, but an elite true disciple. He was the fifth true disciple of Yi Xin Dao Lord. He also had a famous senior brother, who was a nightmare in the eyes of the Barbarians.
If they dared to force him, the consequences were not something they could bear.
"In three months, we will fight to the death." Chen Zong looked at the letter of challenge in his hand and narrowed his eyes.
The date of the Barbarian Tribe's letter of challenge was three months later.
The two sides of the battle were the Barbarian Tribe's warriors, who did not state their star level, and Chen Zong.
Chen Zong was thinking.
In three months, his cultivation might be able to break through to a higher level, such as the eighth transformation of the Dao Control Realm or the eighth transformation of the Divine Body Realm. After all, his Qi cultivation and body cultivation had reached the peak of the seventh transformation. He could break through with some more comprehension.
Once he broke through to the eighth transformation and eighth transformation, Chen Zong believed that his battle strength would reach an even higher level if he used the supreme technique of the Spiritual Martial Arts when his Qi Disciple and Body Disciple were at the same level.
Of course, Chen Zong was not sure if he could reach the twelve-star level, because there was a big gap between the twelve-star level and the eleven-star level.
However, the strong defensive power of the Sword Realm of Great Cycle might be able to resist the attack of the twelve-star level.
Then, he would accept this battle.
Warriors had nothing to fear.
Chen Zong agreed, which was a good thing for the Nine Supremes Generals. If Chen Zong refused, they would not know what to do. Since they could not force him, they could only persuade Chen Zong.
"We'll jointly apply that if Chen Zong wins the life-and-death battle three months later, we'll reward him with 30,000 battle merits," General Zhan Long said in a low voice, with a hint of excitement.
The highest reward authority for the generals in the light war zone was 10,000 battle merits, and it had to be approved by the majority of the generals.
As for the reward of more than 10,000 battle merits, it had to be approved by the higher-ups. It was not easy. Stronger experts had to come and check the situation and make a judgment based on the situation.
Three months was more than enough time.
…
"Chen Zong, the fifth true disciple of the Heart Palace of the Heart Palace …"
"It's his junior fellow apprentice."
"I wonder how he compares to him."
The middle-aged man in a black robe seemed to be shuttling through the void. He leaped into the sky at an amazing speed and directly entered the Allo Star Zone, flying in the direction of the ninth war zone.
His speed was extremely fast, comparable to the full speed of a high-class void airship.
It did not take long for Hei Guang to enter the Allo Star Zone. Even though the void in the Allo Star Zone was chaotic and unsuitable for shuttling, it could not stop Hei Guang from slowing down his speed.
There were hundreds of war zones in the Allo Star Zone. There was a gap between each war zone. Some of the gaps were larger, while others were smaller.
The ninth war zone was not located in the depths of the Allo Star Zone, nor was it located in the center of the zone. It was located in the outskirts.
The light war zones were usually located in the outskirts. The medium war zones were located in the depths. As for the heavy war zones, they were located in the deepest parts.
With Hei Guang's astonishing speed, it was not difficult to reach the ninth war zone after entering the Allo Star Zone.
Soon, he entered the ninth war zone and went straight to the fortress.
In the meeting hall of the Battle Fortress, there were a total of ten figures. Nine of them were the nine Great Generals of the Battle Fortress, and one of them was a middle-aged man in a black robe. His aura was restrained, but he would inadvertently give off strands of indescribable power, as if he was constantly suppressing the surroundings.
Even General Zhan Long was respectful in front of the middle-aged man in a black robe. It seemed like he did not even dare to breathe loudly.
They were also extremely shocked. They had never thought that the application of 30,000 battle merits would make such a great figure personally come.
"Where's Chen Zong?" the middle-aged man in a black robe asked directly.
"Chen Zong is in seclusion, doing his best to increase his battle prowess," General Zhan Long replied respectfully.
"Alright, tell me about the situation in this war zone," the middle-aged man in a black robe said casually.
General Zhan Long immediately explained everything in detail. The middle-aged man in a black robe only listened without saying anything.
"Everything is as usual." After he said that, the middle-aged man in a black robe disappeared in a flash. His purpose in coming here was not to contribute to the ninth war zone.
The upper limit of the battle prowess in a light war zone was the Yuan Underworld level. Furthermore, it would not exceed the three-star level.
This seemed to be an unspoken rule between the Human Race and the Barbarian Race. It was something that was not openly stated.
However, if one side violated the rule, the other side would retaliate and cause chaos, causing unpredictable consequences and losses. Neither the Human Race nor the Barbarian Race was willing to bear such uncontrollable consequences and losses.
Rules that were not considered rules had to be obeyed. They could not bear the consequences of breaking them.
In the north of the northern district of the No. 9 theater of operations, there was a blazing black-red light that was like a comet breaking through the sky. It was filled with an incomparably violent and indomitable momentum. It ignored all the obstruction of the meteorites and directly smashed them into powder.
There were actually two figures within the black-red light. Both of them were Barbarian Race.
The one in front was from the Barbarian Flood Dragon Race, while the one behind looked somewhat similar to the Barbarian Flood Dragon Race. However, he had two horns on his forehead and an indescribable nobility emanated from his entire body. This was something that the Barbarian Flood Dragon Race could not compare to.
The Barbarian Flood Dragon Race!
This was the Barbarian Flood Dragon Race, the royal clan of the Barbarian Race. His eyes flickered with a golden light and an indescribable coldness.
This kind of fragmentary gold had an innate nobility, as if it was a high and mighty king. In front of it, one could not help but feel inferior.
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