Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 341 Conflict (Part 6)

"What was the result?" one disciple asked anxiously, unable to contain himself.

"Nine out of ten times I'd lose," Xiao Zhong admitted frankly. "This was only because my brother-in-law was using his trump card, and we were just sparring. If it were a real life-or-death struggle, I would be far from being his match. So, as one of the four major armies, the Flying Wing Army's combat strength is definitely not inferior."

As for the demons in Pingzhou, who were able to hold their own against the Flying Wing Army in the midst of fierce fighting... you can imagine just how strong they really are.

The battlefield is perilous; fellow disciples, do not be careless. Don't speak such boastful words and underestimate those so-called weak demons.

Yunzhou has been peaceful for a long time, without any war. Not to mention demons, even powerful monsters rarely venture there.

This leads many people to believe that demons and monsters are similar, simply weak alien races.

As soon as Xiao Zhong finished speaking, the entire fifth floor of Tianxiang Tower erupted in an uproar.

A thin man with a mustache stood up, quite indignant: "What do you mean by that, Senior Brother Xiao? Are you just boosting the morale of others while diminishing our own? Just as you said, even if the demon race is strong, can they be stronger than the Yuanmiao Sect?"

I have consulted numerous historical records, and this demonic calamity is not the first time it has occurred in Pingzhou. Decades ago, my Yunzhou also experienced an invasion by alien demons, which unleashed a demonic calamity.

But what was the result? It still ended with the full force of our martial arts suppressing it. I once went to the Yunzhou Prefecture army camp and had a one-on-one duel. The experts of the same rank were no match for me at all.

Therefore, in my opinion, although this military unit is disciplined and marches skillfully, its overall strength is... far too weak. If it were us martial artists, we could easily suppress the demonic calamity in Pingzhou.”

“Junior Brother Duan, as you said, you were in the military camp, openly and fairly engaging in a one-on-one duel.” Xiao Zhong shook his head. “Military people from the military are not good at fighting alone… Many grains of sand make a tower, many ants make an army… The strength of an army lies in teamwork.”

You are unaware that several dozen days ago, a heretical master from another race attempted to cross the border into Yunzhou. However, the Yunzhou military commander, leading five hundred soldiers, easily killed this master.

Of course, I cannot say exactly who it is, but if you do not believe me, you are welcome to seek out connections within the government forces and inquire about this matter.

"Grandmaster?" The man with the mustache slammed his hand on the table, his eyes flashing with a hint of malice. "How is this possible? Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

A grandmaster has reached the pinnacle of skill; with the enhancement of true energy, taking the head of a general from a million-strong army is as easy as taking something out of a bag. How could he possibly be chased and killed by a mere five hundred men?

"Yes, let's not even talk about whether we can beat them. Just look at those grandmasters. They can release their true energy, cross rivers on thin air, and travel ten thousand miles a day. If such a master is determined to run away, I'm afraid no one can catch up with them..." "That's right. If we can't beat them, can't we at least outrun them?" a disciple chimed in.

“A hundred men linked together, a thousand men in formation,” Xiao Zhong explained. “As long as the number of soldiers reaches a certain level, the battle formation they form can greatly suppress forces other than military aura within its blood aura suppression range.”

Even grandmasters, when overwhelmed by the sheer force of elite battle formations, are like moths caught in a sticky spiderweb, with nowhere to escape…

Battle formation?

Military spirit?!

Suppressing Qi and Blood?!

Han Yi felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that in this world where martial arts were highly valued, the strength and foundation of a dynasty must be incredibly vast.

But unexpectedly, even the most ordinary army could produce a battle formation capable of suppressing a grandmaster...

Before he could think further, Xiao Zhong was still speaking at length.

"Battle formations are one reason. Besides, you don't really think there's a lack of skilled warriors in the army, do you?"

At this point, he sneered: "My elder brother is a general in the government army. He once took me to the camp to observe. Although he was restricted by military regulations and could not reveal many things, based on my observations..."

In our Yunzhou Prefecture army, every soldier must at least undergo the Blood Refining stage. To become an officer, one must be a Martial Master.

The army has a vast number of livestock farms, all of which are of the highest quality. In addition, the various resources allocated by the imperial court each year are enough to supply thousands of martial arts masters. If you do the math, the number of martial arts masters in the army is terrifying.

Moreover, unlike members of martial arts sects or gangs, soldiers don't worry about making money; they only need to focus on rigorous training. Under these circumstances, even if the military's martial arts masters are slightly weaker individually, their sheer numbers ensure they won't be at a disadvantage.

"Even so..." The man with the mustache slumped down, "Senior Brother Xiao, you've just achieved mastery of your true skills, don't you even have high hopes for your future...?"

"Alright, alright." Zhong Han, who was sitting at the first table, stood up and tried to persuade them, "Whether they are military martial artists or martial artists from our sect, they just have their own strengths."

Military strategists are the backbone of large-scale battles, skilled at killing enemies on the battlefield. However, if their numbers are reduced, morale will drop and combat effectiveness will decline sharply.

In addition, the military training is extremely arduous, and these people often have hidden injuries.

Our martial arts masters are different. Although we are outnumbered by the military, our individual strength is outstanding. We are flexible and adaptable, and can act according to circumstances. We are much more adaptable to different situations.

Regardless, the army and our sect complement each other; there is no conflict between us. If a foreign invasion were to occur, we must unite and fight together against the enemy.

Senior Sister Zhong Han has a good reputation, and her words were so well-chosen that they managed to calm the two people who were arguing down.

"Senior Sister." Han Yi bowed to her from afar, but she did not respond, seemingly a little absent-minded.

Han Yi didn't pay any attention and casually found an empty seat to sit down.

“That’s true…” Xiao Zhong muttered a few words, “You all know what happened in Yizhou. Two major sects colluded with a foreign country, plotting something sinister. When they were discovered, they were crushed by the army with lightning speed…”

His words left everyone speechless.

It was an old story, and Han Yi knew a little about it. The two major powers in Yizhou, the Kaiyang Sword Sect and the Ziqing Palace, had their leaders collude with each other, conspiring with enemy countries to seek personal gain.

After the incident was exposed, the Yizhou army slaughtered them overnight, leaving not a trace of life.

This matter quickly spread throughout the land. After all, the Kaiyang Sword Sect and the Ziqing Palace were not small forces; each had several grandmasters in charge, making them far stronger than Jingtian Manor. "Everyone is here to relax and have fun today, so let's not talk about these things."

Then, a handsome man dressed in a brocade robe, with long hair flowing down his shoulders, walked over with a wine cup in his hand and said with a smile, "Everyone, please eat and drink well today. If there is any inadequacy in our hospitality, then it is my fault."

This person is the protagonist of this banquet, Fang Chengqi of the Fang family. He possesses a mutated fire ape bloodline and has experienced a bloodline reversal phenomenon. His physique is well-suited for cultivating the Cold Yin Nine Curves Palm, and he broke through three levels of true skill in three months.

Seeing the protagonist approach, Han Yi picked up his wine glass and gestured with his hand.