Ping'an County, a county originally located in the hinterland of Shaoyang County, has now become the frontline of the conflict between the Dali Dynasty and the wild people.
The city walls are high, soldiers are constantly coming and going, and from time to time there are traces of immortal cultivators, and the dark clouds of war quietly envelope this place.
"Everyone, Mr. Wu is a rough man, so I would like to express my welcome to you all with drinks."
In the newly renovated General's Mansion, a banquet is going on.
Looking at the strong man sitting on the main seat, with a strong back and a big beard, raising a wine glass, more than ten people present looked at each other and raised the wine glasses in front of them, including Zhang Chunyi.
After some arrangements, he finally brought his people to Ping'an County.
"To the general."
Although everyone had their own thoughts, everyone still gave this strong man enough face, because he was one of the generals of Shaoyang County and the real person in charge of Ping'an County. His name was Wu Wanyong, and he had the cultivation of Qipou.
Very powerful.
At the banquet, everyone was smiling. You praised me, and I praised you. We got along very happily, and nothing bad happened.
But on the second day, this situation changed.
On the school field, as a wild boar demon was swept off the field, the soldiers watching in the audience cheered loudly, while the faces of the people who had just arrived for reinforcements were gloomy.
Their origins are very complicated, including members of sects, families, and casual cultivators, but compared to the army, they are all outsiders.
In order to have better cooperation in the future, the military invited them to participate in an exchange competition, and everyone did not refuse, because they knew that this was a test of their strength by the military.
Then the military general Shang Hongcheng took action. He controlled a black bear demon with 430 years of cultivation and picked off several people in succession, beating them so hard that they couldn't hold their heads up.
But this is normal. Except for a few of the more than ten people present, the rest are from the counties of Pingyang and Gaoyang. Their cultivation level is generally around the level of Suo San Po and Suo Si Po.
He will not be the opponent of this lock-five-spirited general.
"Is anyone else coming?"
Shang Hongcheng, who had his arms folded and was short in stature, was in sharp contrast to the bear demon next to him, spoke. His eyes swept across the crowd with undisguised contempt, and finally landed on an old man and a young man.
The old man is a casual cultivator, his surname is Yu and his given name is Yuan Chang. He has a five- soul cultivation level. He is thin and has white hair. His eyebrows are showing signs of age. His face is always calm. Even if he clearly notices the contempt in Shang Hongcheng's eyes, he has no trace of it.
Any changes.
The young man next to him looks to be only in his twenties, handsome, dressed in white, holding a folding fan, somewhat like a young man from an aristocratic family. His name is Sun Shijia, born in the Sun family in Pingyang, and is also a Suo Wu Po.
cultivation level.
Compared with Yu Yuanchang's calmness, after noticing Shang Hongcheng's contempt, his pure face showed a trace of gloom.
"I'll do it."
A pure white one-eyed wolf demon appeared beside him. With a wave of his sleeves, Sun Shijia stepped onto the ring.
Under the ring, Zhang Chunyi watched this scene quietly with a cold eye.
At the same time, on a tall building not far away, a burly figure stood there, silently watching the battle on the ring.
"General, should you let General Shang keep his hand? After all, Sun Shijia is from the Sun family in Pingyang. He has good talent. He has achieved his current level of cultivation in his thirties, and may be expected to take charge of the Sun family in the future."
Looking at the white wolf who was being beaten by the black bear demon in the ring, a middle-aged man dressed as a counselor spoke up from a high building.
After hearing this, Wu Wanyong's expression did not change, and he still watched the competition on the ring with great interest.
"No matter where they come from, most of these people are the best in the world, and they have a certain arrogance in them. I asked Shang Hongcheng to take action to get rid of this arrogance in them. Otherwise, how can they use it smoothly in the future?"
"As for the Sun family, hey, they have relied on the Guanlan Sect in recent years and have developed well, but in the end it is just superficial skills and a paper tiger. They are still far behind in terms of the truth."
"Although this Sun Shijia seems to have good talent, I'm afraid his potential is limited. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Sun family to send him here. As for being in charge of the Sun family in the future, it is just a joke."
As a general in the army who is in charge of one side and entrusted with important tasks, Wu Wanyong has a meticulous mind that is incompatible with his appearance.
After hearing this, the counselor was convinced and felt a little ashamed. After all, his vision of things was much narrower than that of the general, and he could only make up for small things.
Bang, the arena shook, and as the black bear demon's palm fell with a dark yellow light, the white wolf let out a howl, and was directly sent flying out, falling to the ground, and did not get up for a long time.
"Not bad, do you want to come again?"
Looking at Sun Shijia, little Shang Hongcheng showed a hint of recognition on his face, but to Sun Shijia, this hint of recognition was simply a naked insult.
Hearing this, Sun Shijia felt like calling out another one of his monsters, but in the end he held back, because the frontal combat power of this monster was even weaker than that of the white wolf, and it was not a black bear monster at all in a duel.
Opponent.
Without saying a word and with a gloomy face, Sun Shijia walked off the ring.
Seeing such a scene, the contempt in Shang Hongcheng's eyes became more intense.
"Tsk, are you all at this level?"
Looking across the crowd, Shang Hongcheng spoke again.
Everyone felt uncomfortable when they came into contact with his gaze, and finally their eyes fell on the veteran Yu Yuanchang.
Sun Shijia has been defeated, and the only one among them who can possibly defeat Shang Hongcheng is the old Taoist Yu Yuanchang, but Yu Yuanchang is still indifferent to this, as if he doesn't feel the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, Zhang Chunyi spoke.
"I'll do it."
Zhang Chunyi’s voice was not loud, but it attracted everyone’s attention at this moment.
After hearing this, Shang Hongcheng instinctively felt a sense of contempt in his heart when he looked at Zhang Chunyi, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, fair skin, feminine temperament, and immature appearance, as he was another pretty boy who looked down on him. p>
"Don't beat me to death."
Looking at Bai Yuan, who was summoned by Zhang Chunyi and jumped onto the ring with a big jump, Shang Hongcheng spoke.
Hearing this, a flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes, he let out a deep roar, his body was boiling with demon energy, and the black bear demon ran towards the white ape.
Rumbling, the ground shook, people stood up, and with the strong wind, the nearly four-meter-tall black bear demon slapped the white ape hard.
To this, the white ape showed no reaction and still stood there quietly, as if he was frightened.
Seeing such a scene, Black Bear's eyes flashed with disdain, but Shang Hongcheng's heart jumped suddenly.
"No, General Xiong, be careful."
The spirit in his heart was touched and his thoughts stirred up. Shang Hongcheng wanted to remind the black bear demon, but by this time it was already too late.
Buzz, the air buzzed, and his expression was stiff. A look of disbelief appeared on the black bear demon's face, because in his eyes, the vulnerable white-haired monkey actually blocked its long-prepared attack with one finger.
, you must know that when this blow falls, not to mention the flesh and blood, even the green steel rock will be broken into pieces.
"Is this the power you are proud of?"
As he spoke, Liu Er's mouth formed a ferocious smile, revealing his white teeth.
"It's so pitifully weak."
Qi and blood surged, and Liu Er casually punched out with a simple straight punch without even using any strength.
Bang, huge force was added to the body, the bones groaned under the weight, the belly was sunken, and the body was arched backward. As Liu Er's punch fell, the black bear demon, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, flew up like a rag bag. p>
Boom, the ground shook. Looking at the bear demon who flew out of the ring and made a big hole on the ground, with blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and who still didn't get up, the whole hall was silent.
At this moment, they looked at Zhang Chunyi with disbelief and awe that they had not seen before.
Seeing such a result, Zhang Chunyi was not surprised. The current Liu Er can even kill monsters with a cultivation level of 500 years, let alone a bear monster with a cultivation level of only 400 years.
Zhang Chunyi understood that the reason why the military arranged today's event was, firstly, to get a feel for their strength, and secondly, to give them a warning to facilitate future deployment.
Under such circumstances, Zhang Chunyi no longer chose to hide his power and bide his time. He also wanted to establish his authority. If the military could do it, so could he. In a place like the military, especially on the battlefield, only strong strength can win recognition and awe.
With his current methods, except for those cultivators who have formed a divine womb, he does not need to be afraid of ordinary Suo Qi Soul cultivators. Proper display of strength will make it easier to act later and avoid many unnecessary troubles.
Turning his head and looking at the tall building not far away, Zhang Chunyi caught a deep look.