Li Guanyi seed thoughtful, roughly understanding the principle of this thing.
He then exhaled a breath, steadied his mind, and said, "However, seniors, you’ve returned just in ti. Jiang Su’s army is about to arrive, and with your return, we can join forces to deal with Jiang Su."
Old Siming awkwardly scratched his head, his gaze shifting to the old Mystic Turtle.
The old Mystic Turtle’s eyes widened: "..."
Great anger: "What are you going to do?! What are you going to do?!"
"Old trickster, are you going to use as a shield again?"
Old Siming laughed dryly: "Hahaha, old brother, what are you talking about!"
"Am I that kind of person?"
The Whale Hunter snorted coldly, saying:
"Fight Jiang Su?"
"Can’t be done."
The Whale Hunter, arrogant yet unreserved, said, "Do you think that Zhang Ziyong, who was never a match for Jiang Su, can rely on this chanical man with only half his strength to fight against a military god at his peak and in anger?"
"You could throw Zhang Ziyong over there."
"Let that full-strength Qingpao Changsheng stand in front of the military god’s hundred-thousand-strong army, and see if Zhang Ziyong wouldn’t open your skull to take a look?"
"On the battlefield, Zhang Ziyong would also be skewered by the military god, then trampled into paste by the iron cavalry!"
"As for ..."
The Whale Hunter sneered a few tis, though he didn’t bring up the grievance he and Military God Jiang Su had in Central State City the previous year, when the military god wanted Shaking Light to marry Jiang Gao as a concubine, and the Whale Hunter mocked him for it.
The two had a fight with each other.
After that battle.
The Whale Hunter’s eyes were bruised for several days.
The Whale Hunter spoke succinctly: "A Jiang Su leading tens of thousands, no matter who in the Martial Arts Legend, none can be a match—Taoist Sect, your Grandpa, even I cannot stop Jiang Su in this state."
"Just like Jiang Su one-on-one cannot be a match for your Grandpa."
"Just like Jiang Su cannot break through my prepared formation."
"I can leave, Jiang Su can’t keep , but if you want to fight to the death with Jiang Su, I will definitely die, that’s a certainty."
Pausing for a mont, the Whale Hunter pointed at General Xue over there:
"And this chanical man, Zhang Ziyong’s half arm."
The Whale Hunter, arrogant yet not of a foolish and incompetent sort, having said this, the General Xue didn’t show the slightest annoyance, but with a click, the machinery on his face changed expressions, turning into a smiling visage, saying:
"Hahaha, indeed it is so."
"Even at my peak, I never reached the level of the Martial Arts Legend, much less now, as only a shadow of myself, relying on the remnants of power from this Longevity Guest?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, the armor of this era, forging techniques, chanical crossbows, archery skills, chanical techniques, have greatly advanced compared to my ti, and there are so many more kinds of troop coordination, I’m considered an outdated relic."
Li Guanyi said: "After all, it is a chaotic world of three hundred years."
General Xue laughed: "Indeed it is."
The enhancent of military armant, the iteration of chanical crossbows and devices.
From the side, one can see this three-hundred-year chaotic era surging——
General Xue raised his arm, clenched his fist, with the Mo School’s thods, the Whale Hunter’s formation, Zhang Ziyong’s vitality, Old Siming’s Fate-controlling Yin-Yang Techniques, feeling the power within, saying:
"I can sense that the vitality in Zhang Ziyong’s arm can likely only sustain a bit more than two battles, if truly going against the peak of the Martial Arts Legend, this arm won’t hold out."
Pausing for a mont, General Xue laughed and said:
"At least, this arm will give out sooner than I would myself."
The Whale Hunter said: "That is already the limit, aside from him, there’s no other power that can support you to go on such activities."
General Xue laughed heartily:
"Having this opportunity, it’s already exhilarating beyond asure."
The Whale Hunter, Old Siming, and General Xue returned.
But it only added three strong forces, perhaps even just two, to Li Guanyi’s side. Old Siming, skilled in many techniques, yet in such vast Military Formation battlefields, has no place to display them.
In terms of overall strength, in the obvious comparison, Jiang Su holds an absolute advantage.
On the battlefield, Jiang Su is the strongest.
The so-called upright and overwhelming sovereign presence.
General Xue smiled: "Anyway, as soone already dead, to be able to confront the contemporary First Divine General once more, to charge across the battlefield, what an exhilarating thing it is."
"At worst, you and I together can fight fiercely on the battlefield."
"However many troops we can hold back counts how many, concerning the grand sche, it will always be more effective than you alone."
"Moreover, with Fifth Brother watching over, you could fight at ease, no matter how dire the situation, in a non-desperate struggle, Fifth Brother is more than enough to lead you away from the battlefield and Jiang Su’s army edge, letting you survive."
The Whale Hunter snorted coldly but did not refute.
Li Guanyi was silent, then smiled:
"If I wanted to survive, I would have left here long ago."
Not to ntion that the Taoist Sect had once entrusted Mr. Wang Tong before his death, to co to this battlefield, even Li Guanyi himself, with the Eighth Layer Heaven, famous generals of the world, riding a Qilin, wielding the Divine Weapon, where in the world could he not go?
If he lacked ambition, he could randomly find a tranquil mountain or river to retire to, who would bother such a powerful martial warrior?
But his heart was simply not at peace.
When sothing is not at peace, it seeks to speak out, and so it is with people.
Li Guanyi could feel the surging montum of the military god starting to close in, and though everything before him was powerful, it was not enough to directly confront the military god Jiang Su.
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