"Sis, are you alright!"
Zhou Qiang asked.
He looked relaxed, as if the danger before him wasn’t concerning him at all.
It’s understandable, given that there’s a retreat path, with two Genetic Bloodline Martial Artists stationed, and his own strength reaching the Bone Realm, what does Zhou Qiang have to fear.
"I’m fine, you ca just in ti, you must protect compartnt number three well."
Zhou Xiaotong’s face lit up with joy.
Three family Genetic Bloodline Martial Artists, along with Xuan Yue, went into the abyss to slay the Catfish Demon King and have not yet returned. She couldn’t just sit and wait for death; she had to move her muscles outside the defensive line.
"Sis, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Qiang blocked her and asked.
"Everyone is fighting, I can’t just stand here and watch."
Zhou Xiaotong explained.
"Sister, you are of noble stature, not comparable to these people. We will just watch here. As long as compartnt number three is fine, base seven won’t be endangered, and if compartnt number three has issues, base seven would be flat as well."
Zhou Qiang said arrogantly.
"What nonsense are you talking about, if the defensive line gets breached, compartnt number three will be in trouble too."
Zhou Xiaotong reminded.
Zhou Qiang grew up in luxury, with an arrogant and indifferent nature, always looking down on commoner children, a trait she had education him on many tis, but unfortunately, he never changed.
"As long as I’m here, compartnt number three won’t have any issues, you can rest assured!"
Zhou Qiang wouldn’t let Zhou Xiaotong leave.
Instead, he signaled the two Genetic Bloodline Martial Artists behind him, letting them go ahead to stretch their muscles, helping Captain Liu and others relieve the pressure.
"Whoosh!"
The two were already poised to strike, launching themselves forward, each leap around 130 ters. As bloodline martial artists, this distance was a bit lacking, but as Genetic Bloodline Martial Artists, this performance was quite decent.
"Boom!"
One wielding dual axes, the other a two-ter long sword, like two humanoid killing machines, wherever they passed, all the Catfish Demons were either smashed into pieces by the giant axes or split in two by the long sword.
Even though they weren’t orthodox Bloodline Martial Artists, since they were related by bloodline, as lacking as they were, they weren’t sothing average Dharma Martial Artists could compare to.
With their large-scale attacks and trendous montum, the sound of bloodline flowing was like a torrential river, attracting considerable attention ahead.
Many Martial Dao students watching them slaughter the Catfish Demon Kings effortlessly were shaken, couldn’t help but follow in their footsteps to join the slaughter.
"Look, this is the martial artists cultivated by our family. If the Seven Great Star Systems Alliance could make everyone like this, there would be no survival crisis or resource issues. I really can’t understand why getting a plot of land for building a factory at the Outer Ring City is so difficult for the Zhou family."
Watching his two Bloodline Martial Artists slaughter the Catfish Demon Kings into a bloody pulp at the front line, Zhou Qiang couldn’t help but sigh.
"The Outer Ring City is a place for human survival, not the Great Radiation Zone; our factory can’t possibly be there."
Zhou Xiaotong reminded.
"People living in the Outer Ring City, how can they count as human, they are all waste of resources and survival subsidies. I think they should all be sent to the front lines, perhaps it could effectively alleviate humanity’s plight."
Zhou Qiang said indifferently.
"Shut up, I’ve told you countless tis, you are a direct lineage of the Zhou family, you must be cautious in your speech and actions, do not let slip of the tongue affect the group’s developnt and the family’s future. How many tis do I have to say it before you listen?"
Zhou Xiaotong scolded angrily.
"Sis, I was wrong, don’t be mad, right, where is old Mu and the others?"
Zhou Qiang quickly changed the subject.
"They and the captain of a Hidden Kill team went to the abyss to slay the Catfish Demon King, it’s been over twenty minutes, and they haven’t returned yet."
Checking the ti, Zhou Xiaotong seed a bit worried.
"Went to slay the Catfish Demon King?"
Zhou Qiang seed surprised, then said angrily, "Don’t they know, the most important task is to guard compartnt number three?"
"Their action is precisely to ensure the safety of compartnt number three."
Zhou Xiaotong replied.
"Then let’s hope they achieve a great victory, and nothing goes wrong."
Zhou Qiang smiled.
"You really should change your attitude, look towards the southeast, and you will understand."
Zhou Xiaotong said helplessly.
Zhou Qiang was puzzled, turned to look towards the southeast, imdiately shocked, feeling incredulous and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Who is he?"
He saw Ling Feng in the southeast, unexpectedly pushing the front line forward by over a hundred ters, holding a silver spear alone, making it impossible for the Catfish Demon horde to advance.
The pile of Catfish Demon corpses in front of him kept growing, raising like a small mountain.
"His na is Ling Feng, a Martial Dao student from South City, senior year!"
Zhou Xiaotong said.
"How can it be?"
Zhou Qiang thought Zhou Xiaotong was deceiving him.
"He’s not just a senior year Martial Dao student but also one you look down upon the most, an Outer Ring City Martial Dao student; he is the most outstanding Martial Dao student of this year’s senior class in South City and will represent South City at the provincial exam."
Zhou Xiaotong said with admiration.
From the surrounding people’s praises and exclamations, Zhou Xiaotong learned about Ling Feng’s feats.
As a direct descendant, pampered since childhood, she herself was only at the Muscle Realm Martial Artist level, while Ling Feng, still so young, had combat power and skills that far surpassed her, Zhou Xiaotong was already convinced wholeheartedly.
"An Outer Ring City Martial Dao student, worthy of participating in the provincial exam."
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