315: Chapter 315 The Impending Defeat

The next day.

At the horizon, a huge golden leaf shuttled through the clouds like a beam of light.

This was Shen Xingchen's newly acquired skyship, "One Leaf Cold Vessel". It was originally a thumb-sized golden leaf in hand, but when transformed into a true skyship, it was as large as a courtyard.

Wang Xian sat in the center of the skyship and sighed, "I didn't expect that returning to Snowfield Dragon City this time would allow me to hitch a ride on the Young Marshal's private skyship."

The other soldiers nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Although the skyships equipped by Snowfield Dragon City were larger in scale, in terms of craftsmanship, they were far inferior to private skyships.

The skyship beneath their feet was entirely golden, carved with scale-like patterns, looking like a piece of art.

Shen Xingchen looked at Wang Xian. "I've taught you for nearly a month, after all. Don't embarrass me when you return to Snowfield Dragon City. Kill plenty of Demons and become a celebrity in the army."

"Thank you for your guidance, Young Marshal."

"Thank you for cultivating us, Young Marshal."

"Young Marshal, you're so strong. It's a pity I'm not a woman, or I'd definitely have your babies."

Not only Wang Xian, but the other soldiers also responded one after another, even throwing in some crude words.

Shen Xingchen's face darkened. "The one talking about having my babies, are you trying to repay kindness with enmity? Say one more word, and I'll throw you off the skyship!"

That person shrank his neck, pretending to be shy.

The other soldiers burst out laughing.

After spending these days together, they had learned the Young Marshal's temperament; a harmless joke like this was fine, and at most, he would just verbally scold them.

However, in their hearts, they admired this young commander more and more.

Just in this month of guidance alone, the martial realms of all twelve of them had reached a new level, and each person's understanding of martial skills had improved by at least two tiers.

One soldier asked curiously, "Young Marshal, what realm are you actually at right now?"

No one believed the Tier 5 Level 5 hidden under Shen Xingchen's Breath-Concealing Technique. If nothing else, back on the battlefield, the Young Marshal was already a Tier 6 martial artist.

Before Shen Xingchen could respond, another soldier scolded, "Xiao Han, stop asking. The Young Marshal's realm is classified information, not something we can pry into."

The soldier Xiao Han scratched his head awkwardly. "I was just asking casually. It's not like there's anyone else here."

Shen Xingchen gave a simple smile and said nothing more.

Because his progress was too fast, many people couldn't tell his true realm at all. He might have been at Tier 8 yesterday, and reached the peak of Tier 9 the very next day.

It was fine to maintain some mystery; at least they wouldn't have to be repeatedly "shocked".

Wang Xian looked at the changing landscape below the skyship. "We'll arrive at Yumo City in about half an hour."

...

The Northern Realm, Snowfield Dragon City.

Today, inside and outside the city walls, a confrontation between black and white had formed.

The elite officers of Snowfield Dragon City lined up along the city wall, looking at the dense horde of Demons in the distance.

A total of twelve Demon Generals stood there, including Cangming, whose body was covered in twisted faces; Kongyue, a female Demon with a head of snake hair and an exquisite figure; and a prince-level male of the Sun-Moon God-Demon Clan...

Of course, the main characters this time were not these Demon Generals, but several young figures shielded behind them. They were the Royal Class of major races, every single one of them at the peak of Tier 9, and some had even placed half a foot into the Xiang Realm.

In the central area between the two confronting armies, a human male was battling a Royal Class Tuitian Demon Snake.

The human was a member of the [Spell Mark] Squad, a genuine peak Tier 9 figure named Tian Sheng.

As a Royal Class, that Tuitian Demon Snake possessed combat power far exceeding ordinary martial artists. He showed no mercy, immediately manifesting his true Magic Snake form upon meeting, creating an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Chen Tianqu frowned. "We've lost four matches in a row already. That little Tuitian Demon Snake beast named She Yue is truly remarkable. He actually managed to turn around a situation where we were leading."

Commander Ye Liufeng said in a deep voice, "The situation is too passive."

At first, the Humans and the Demons were basically trading one life for one Demon, until the fourth match when this Royal Class She Yue took the stage and achieved an all-around crushing victory over the human experts.

From the initial three-to-three tie, the score climbed all the way to seven-to-three. The Demons had won seven matches, while the Humans had only won three.

Chen Tianqu looked at the figure holding a sword on the wall. "Our strongest person below the Xiang Realm hasn't fought yet. There is still a chance."

The person holding the sword was Captain Song Changfeng, the leader of the [God Concealment] Squad, famous in the military for combat power far surpassing those of the same tier. Everyone believed that given enough time, the Xiang Realm would be easily within his reach.

Commander Meng Yi's expression was grave. "Even if Tian Sheng can win this match, it will be a narrow victory. He won't be able to continue fighting in the subsequent matches."

Chen Tianqu agreed completely. "The opponent still has a trump card who hasn't taken the field."

He was referring to the Demon on the opposite side who had remained calm from start to finish—a Royal Class from the Sun-Moon God-Demon Clan whose name was currently unknown.

However, based on perceptions at the Xiang Realm, the opponent's aura was extremely formidable. Even God Concealment Captain Song Changfeng wouldn't have much confidence against him.

At this moment.

On the battlefield.

The Magic Snake She Yue's massive tail swept toward Tian Sheng.

Tian Sheng didn't dodge in the slightest, raising his spear to thrust straight at the pitch-black tail and scales.

With a loud boom,

Sparks flew from She Yue's scales before they finally gave way, letting the spear pierce deep into flesh and blood.

Tian Sheng pursued his advantage, increasing his force to fiercely tear open the scale-covered wound. Spear and body merged as one, actually penetrating through the entire snake tail.

"Heheh... If I hadn't been exhausted, you would never have been able to hurt me!" She Yue flicked his snake tongue, his emerald-green eyes filled with rage.

Tian Sheng didn't stop his movements, continuing his tempestuous onslaught. "Die for me!"

Bang, bang, bang!

With three more extremely fierce spear thrusts, She Yue's body was riddled with holes, dripping with blood.

Exhausted, She Yue fled frantically. "I admit defeat!"

Tian Sheng acted as if he hadn't heard. He detonated his full-body aura, channeling it into the spear in his hand. The spear seemed to ignite, bursting into brilliant flames.

Boom—

The spear was hurled toward She Yue like an arrow.

Unable to dodge in time, She Yue had his snake body pierced through and flew backward, crashing into the crowd of Demons.

However, his life showed no signs of extinguishing; his aura was merely withered to the extreme, making even standing up again very difficult.

Tian Sheng felt it was a pity—he actually failed to kill him!

One should know that among the four people who had fought She Yue earlier, two couldn't be rescued in time and were slain on the spot.

"Captain Tian is awesome!"

"Captain Tian is the strongest!"

"..."

Cheers erupted on the city wall.

They had waited too long for Tian Sheng's victory. At this moment, their emotions burst forth, forming a small climax.

Jiang Shuo spoke, "Tian Sheng, step down."

Tian Sheng hesitated. "Mr. Jiang, I can still continue..."

Jiang Shuo interrupted, "You have very little spiritual energy left. If you continue, you will only be easily killed by the next opponent."

Tian Sheng's eyes dimmed slightly.

What Mr. Jiang said was the truth, but he still couldn't accept such an outcome.

Without him, the Human camp only had two people left who could fight, whereas the Demons still had six Demon figures.

If this continued, they would definitely lose.

Jiang Shuo gave Tian Sheng no chance to argue and called out, "Chen Meier!"

Chen Meier stepped out from the squad. "Understood!"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with determination, and paired with that armor, her originally enchanting figure took on a much more heroic and impressive air.