Yang Wu stared blankly at the damage he had caused. His face was full of shock.
It was true that his strength was comparable to that of a General Realm cultivator, but he could at most blast out fifty to sixty feet of profound energy. Shockingly, the traces of profound energy in his body had already doubled, surpassing his original attack range. Moreover, much of the profound energy in his body had also been sucked away. At the same time, a wisp of the will of death had entered his body, and it began to erase his life force. At the same time, it also stimulated his Divine Court and imbued it with the mark of death.
What was left on this Stele of Combat Skills was not a combat skill, but a wisp of the Will of Death comprehended by the War King of Death. This Will of Death was different from the Essence of Transcendence. The former was superior to the latter because it was a kind of Martial Will.
Among the 3,000 Martial Daos, there was the Way of Death, the Way of Longevity, the Way of Fire, the Way of Metal, and the Way of Earth Escape … Each Way represented a different Way of Martial Arts. But no matter which Way it was, they would all return to the same place. They all pursued the extreme of Martial Arts.
Among the 3,000 Great Ways, the Way of Death was ranked very high. Once a person completely comprehended it, his combat strength would be extraordinary. However, if he could not comprehend it, he would die quickly.
Right now, the Will of Death in Yang Wu's body was beginning to erase his vitality. If he couldn't completely comprehend the Way of Death or force the wisp of Will of Death out of his body before the Will of Death obliterated his vitality, he would definitely die young.
In this regard, he had the same experience as Xu Xiaoqiang.
Most people here did not know. They all thought that this was a combat skill left by the War King of Death, and they did not know how terrifying the Way of Death was.
Before this wisp of Will of Death caused too much damage to Yang Wu, the Supreme Nine Mysteries Formula was activated. The Thousand Holes in the Peach Core Dantian produced a great suction force and swallowed this wisp of Will of Death, so that it could not cause too much damage to Yang Wu.
When this wisp of Will of Death was swallowed, Yang Wu could feel the Will of Death more clearly in his Divine Court. Unfortunately, this was only a wisp of Will of Death, and he did not have a deep understanding of it. It could even be said that he only scratched the surface. Otherwise, he would be able to completely absorb the Way of Death.
Of course, Yang Wu was not aware of the changes in his body. He only felt that his body was much more comfortable, that was all.
Battle Dragon Battalion's Hong Yilong, Battle Tiger Battalion's Jiang Gangqiang, Heavy Armour Battalion's Nan Runan, Infantry Battalion's Ge Changzheng, and several other Deputy Commanders of the various Battalions surrounded Yang Wu, who was still in a daze. They looked at him like he was a stunning beauty and wished they could immediately carry him home.
Yang Wu came back to his senses and looked at the commanders who had already surrounded him. He wrapped his arms around his chest and said weakly, "Sirs, what do you want to do? I won't obey you even if you beat me to death."
"This brat belongs to whoever snatches him away!" No one knew who was the first to shout, but several deputy commanders immediately rushed towards Yang Wu to capture him.
"Brat, come to my Battling Dragon Camp!"
"He belongs to my War Tiger Battalion!"
"My Heavy Armor Battalion is short of manpower!"
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The several Deputy Commanders were all high level Generals and each of them had extraordinary strength. They simultaneously attacked as fast as lightning. Some grabbed Yang Wu's shoulders, while others grabbed Yang Wu's waist, abdomen, and even his thighs. They wanted to take him away as soon as possible.
Fortunately, these people knew their limits and did not use their Internal Force to pull him away. Otherwise, Yang Wu would have been torn into pieces.
Apart from that, they were also attacking each other, forcing others to let go of their weapons.
The surrounding people were completely dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that these high and mighty Deputy Commanders would actually fight here just to fight over a genius?
When Xu Xiaoqiang saw this scene, the little bit of dissatisfaction in his heart instantly turned into a thick sense of jealousy. He thought unwillingly in his heart, "Eldest Miss likes him, and now even these commanders are fighting to recruit him. Isn't he just a little stronger than me? Could it be that my talent is inferior to a low level prison slave like him? Humph, one day I will let everyone know that you are all blind! "
Xu Xiaoqiang did not stay here any longer and quietly left alone.
Shou Hou had been paying attention to Yang Wu, but when Xu Xiaoqiang left, the corner of his eye twitched. He turned his head and saw Xu Xiaoqiang's departing figure. An inexplicable feeling rose in his heart, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Yang Wu was extremely depressed. He was being pulled by these Deputy Commanders, and the power of their attacks constantly streaked in front of him, making him tremble in fear.
Although his combat strength was not bad, in front of so many high level Generals, it was still not enough.
Fortunately, they all knew their limits and did not hurt Yang Wu in the slightest.
Yang Wu did not want to sit and wait for death. Just as he was thinking of a way to break away from these people, a voice came from not far away, "What's so lively about? Tell me."
This voice was extremely loud and resounded in the ears of the Deputy Commanders. It was like a sudden clap of thunder, causing them to stop what they were doing.
A majestic middle-aged man in heavy armor appeared. He was wearing a cloak and had his hands behind his back. He looked majestic and awe-inspiring.
Beside him were two guards with cold expressions. The aura that emanated from their bodies was not inferior to any of the Deputy Commanders present. In fact, it was even more powerful.
"Greetings, General Sima!" Everyone knelt down and cried out in surprise.
Sima Natu was the infantry battalion's general, and was one of the Deputy Commanders of the entire army. In terms of combat strength, he was not the most outstanding, but in terms of military achievements, he was not inferior to anyone. He had been at the border for a full thirty years, climbing step by step from a small soldier to his current position of Deputy Commander. It was not easy, and his prestige in the army was not to be underestimated.
"Get up, tell me what you guys are doing here." Sima Natu smiled amiably.
As the Deputy Commander of the infantry battalion, Ge Changzheng rushed out and said, "General, this little brother has comprehended seven battle skills from the battle skill tablets in less than four hours. This subordinate feels that his talent is outstanding and is suitable for our infantry battalion, so I want to pull him into our infantry battalion. Now that the General is here, I would like to be bold and ask the General to bestow the position of Lieutenant to this little brother, to show our sincerity and let him join our infantry battalion."
This time, the expressions of the other Deputy Commanders did not look good. They also wished that their General was here, otherwise they would not be able to compete with the infantry battalion.
"Oh, there's such a genius?" Sima Natu said in surprise. Then his gaze locked onto Yang Wu and asked, "You really comprehended seven battle skills from the battle skill tablets?"
Yang Wu nodded lightly and said, "Yes, General!"
"Are you sure? If you lie to this General, you will be beheaded. "Sima Natu asked seriously again.
Yang Wu said seriously, "Yang Wu does not dare lie to General."
"Very good, from now on you are a member of our infantry battalion. Come with me!" Sima Natu said with a faint smile.
His words were spoken calmly, but his tone was filled with a commanding tone that left no room for refusal.
The other Deputy Commanders did not dare to make a sound. It could be said that a higher rank could suppress people to death. They only hoped that this youth would stand firm and choose them.
Yang Wu bowed to Sima Natu and said, "Many thanks for General's praise, but I am only a prison slave soldier and was just sent to the death legion. I'm afraid I cannot follow Sir."
Yang Wu's words left some leeway. If Sima Natu could solve the problem of his death legion, as well as the problem of his military status, perhaps he could really consider joining the infantry battalion.
It was not that Yang Wu was afraid of death, but to be able to stand at a better starting point, it would be greatly beneficial for him to revive the Yang family.
"This is a small problem, Commander Ge can solve it for you." Sima Natu said calmly.
Normal prison slave soldiers only needed to atone for their crimes and their original crimes would not be a problem.
Right at this moment, a cold voice rang out, "Commander Ge really can't solve this problem."
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw a cold-looking general slowly walking over from not far away. He was the cold-faced adjutant of the Death Legion.
"Oh, your death legion is not willing to let him go?" Sima Natu looked at the cold-faced adjutant and asked.
"It's not that we are not willing, but that we cannot!" The cold-faced adjutant faced Sima Natu, who was one rank higher than him, and still had a cold expression as he replied.
"Since the cold-faced adjutant says that we cannot, then my infantry battalion will not force it. What a pity!" Sima Natu glanced at Yang Wu and then left with his people, not saying another word.
Ge Changzheng had a pained expression as he unwillingly chased after them. He did not understand how this cold-faced adjutant could scare their general away.
The other commanders knew that the cold-faced adjutant was not easy to talk to, so they were embarrassed to say anything. After glancing at Yang Wu, they returned to their battalion headquarters to find a way to figure out Yang Wu's origins, and then let the higher-ups decide whether to snatch him or not.
The cold-faced adjutant looked at the calm Yang Wu and asked, "You are not disappointed?"
"There is nothing to be disappointed about." Yang Wu shook his head and said.
"That's good." The cold-faced adjutant nodded and replied. After pausing for a moment, he added, "The higher-ups ordered that you have to cut off five hundred heads to get rid of your prison slave status. You are on your own."
The cold-faced adjutant's voice was not loud, but the people around could hear it clearly. Their expressions instantly changed.
Initially, they wanted to stutter to Yang Wu later, but the cold-faced adjutant's words were too frightening.
Everyone knew that as long as a prison slave killed 100 barbarians, they would be able to get rid of their prison slave status and leave the military camp at any time. Now that the number had increased by five times, it was obvious that they were trying to get Yang Wu killed.
"Looks like the person this kid offended has a terrifying background. What a pity."
"I still wanted to get acquainted with this kid. When he becomes a major general or a future commander in the future, I'll be able to gain some face. Looks like I can save that effort now."
"He is a genius who has comprehended seven Combat Skill Steles. As long as he is properly groomed, his future will be limitless. What a pity!"
"Since he is so talented, what's the big deal about killing 500 barbarians? Who knows, he might even become the next King of Death. I still think highly of him, but it's better to stay away from him for now."
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