Special War God

Xia Zhongnan was indeed exhausted.

In this battle, in terms of hard power, Hao Nanda was actually superior to him.

Even though he had joined the Chiyan Army for many years, Xia Zhongnan did not spend much time practicing spearmanship. Too many things distracted him, and he could not devote himself to spearmanship practice like Gu Xiuzhan concentrated on studying swordsmanship.

He had done his best to win this battle.

As he often said, in combat, cultivation and courage are certainly the foundation, but how to use strategy is more critical.

It was with his superior wisdom that he managed to win this round, but it also consumed all his energy and strength. When he managed to return to the front of the Blazing Army, his steps were heavy and his body was shaky.

Liu Dabazi, Zhao Delin, Zuoqiu Juemin, Duan Ganbao, and all the soldiers of the Blazing Flame Army saw that he was exhausted and wanted to step forward to support him. However, the fastest one was Xu Qian, who ran to Xia Zhongnan at a speed faster than everyone else, used her shoulders, which were thinner than a man's, to steady his body, and led him through the Blazing Flame Army formation, heading straight towards Feiyuejian, completely losing her previous temper.

Xia Zhongnan hurriedly said, "Stop, where are you going? A large-scale confrontation is about to happen, how can I leave?"

Xu Qian responded: "You are already in this state, why are you still worrying about others?"

Xia Zhongnan explained: "I am just temporarily exhausted. I will recover after a short rest."

Xu Qian said firmly: "Even if you want to rest, you have to wait until Feiyuejian. It's too dangerous here. I won't allow you to stay here."

Xia Zhongnan tried to persuade him: "Don't you want to watch the battle? There is a big battle about to happen, how can you miss it?"

Xu Qian said firmly, "How can the war be more important than your safety? Just save your energy and stop talking."

It turned out that Xu Qian was a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage. Xia Zhongnan naturally couldn't persuade her at this time, so he could only let her lead him to Feiyue Gorge. However, Xia Zhongnan finally persuaded her to stop at the entrance of Feiyue Gorge, where the terrain was higher and she could overlook the entire battlefield ahead...

Seeing Xia Zhongnan being led to the secret realm in the rear for training, Liu Dabaizi and others no longer paid too much attention to him, because they understood that the warm-up competition in front of them was only the prelude, and the real highlight was yet to be staged.

Kou Zhanyong proposed a duel between cultivators in the Spiritual Qi Realm. Although the Bai Kingdom had lost two and tied one, his face was ashen and his heart was as silent as the abyss.

It was clear that his disciples were more advanced, but now they were at a near one-sided disadvantage, which made him feel uneasy. More considerations emerged in his mind.

In terms of power comparison, they had an army of 80,000 monks, plus more than 200,000 reinforcements from the nearby Xiyuan land; and what about the enemy? Apart from the 10,000 Blazing Flame Army in front of them, at most there were 20,000 Tongjiang and Xiangshui coalition monks in Feiyue Gorge, and there was no more help from them within a thousand miles.

More importantly, there was a powerful man in the Return to Void Realm in his own camp, who was like a magic needle that stabilized the situation. However, even so, he could not find any reason to feel uneasy. Perhaps it was the powerful combat power shown by the Blazing Army that disturbed his mind.

According to the prior agreement, both sides had to send out 5,000 monks for a head-on clash. Kou Zhanyong was not affected by the fact that Liu Dabazi was mobilizing 5,000 monks to charge, but watched the situation quietly and tried to figure out his opponent's intentions.

The five thousand monks on the opposite side were all holding spears. This scene reminded him of Xia Zhongnan who had fought in the previous battle and also used a spear. Could it be that all these people in front of him were elites trained by Xia Zhongnan?

If they all have half of Xia Zhongnan's strength, then the upcoming 5,000-to-5,000 battle will probably bring another painful defeat to the Bai country. It's no wonder that the other side proposed such a fighting method, trying to erode their own strength step by step.

However, Kou Zhanyong snorted coldly and said firmly: "I don't believe in evil! In the face of absolute strength, what waves can your petty tricks make?" He finally waved his hand, and the five thousand monks who had been ready to go formally lined up, ready to implement the established plan and rush into the enemy formation. At the same time, he also issued a secret order: once the five thousand monks went into battle, the follow-up troops would immediately and continuously attack the battlefield, and must swallow up all the forces of this Blazing Army in one fell swoop.

Even though this was just a team of 10,000 people, it had already aroused Kou Zhanyong's deep vigilance.

In the Chiyan Army camp, they were also preparing for the upcoming confrontation. After taking a Condensing Yuan Pill, Xia Zhongnan's vitality was slightly restored, but he did not immediately return to the square formation. Instead, he turned into a spectator and sat on a high place with Xu Qian, overlooking the entire battlefield leisurely.

The busy person at this time was Lu Mingyuan, who carefully arranged the remaining 5,000 monks into several teams and selected the leaders of each team to be elite disciples that he had personally selected and carefully trained for a long time. At this moment, he was still explaining the details of the battle to them one by one.

In the past year, especially in recent times, not only Xia Zhongnan was busy with training and teaching, but many talents like Lu Mingyuan also made arduous efforts, which enabled the Chiyan Army to display such amazing combat effectiveness and win a series of brilliant records.

The five thousand monks of the Chiyang Army had already set up a charging formation. Liu Dabazi stared at the opposite side anxiously, fearing that any unexpected events would occur. It was not until the other side sent out five thousand monks to fight as promised that his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Looking at his own five thousand monks, he couldn't help but feel conflicted. Although he had firm faith in them, he knew that once he went out to fight, many monks would not be able to return. In a life-and-death battle on the battlefield, it was difficult to destroy the enemy while keeping oneself intact. After all, this was a battle of cultivation, and the competition was about who would suffer the most losses. There was no possibility that one side would be defeated while the other would win.

Finally, the 5,000 soldiers of the Bai Kingdom were also lined up. At the command of their respective commanders, the two major camps shouted in unison and rushed towards the enemy opposite.

As expected, just as Kou Zhanyong had expected, from the moment of contact, the monks on his side fell one after another. Their strength was indeed unable to withstand the offensive of the monks on the opposite side who were holding magic weapons.

Kou Zhanyong's expression became more and more serious, and even revealed a hint of coldness. More than half of his 5,000 cultivators were killed or wounded, while the losses of the Chiyang Army on the other side were less than one-tenth. This shocked him. This army was too terrifying. Even though he was a cultivator in the Return to Void Realm, he was afraid when facing the Chiyang Army.

Such a powerful army should never exist in the world.

He could no longer wait, and before the outcome was decided, he decisively waved his hand, and another five thousand monks from his own formation rushed into the battlefield ahead.

Kou Zhanyong was the first to break the previous agreement.

The scene of the central showdown became more and more tragic. The monks were all blood-thirsty. Batch after batch of practitioners fell. The center of the battlefield was already scarlet, with blood splattered everywhere until it turned into a river.