Chapter 327 - 220: Fierce Valor

Chapter 327: Chapter 220: Fierce Valor

The immense, peerless power sliced through the Spider Demon’s giant axe as if it were rotten wood, cleaving it in two. This section of the battlefield came to a standstill for a brief moment.

The demon, so savage just a moment ago, was instantly reduced to a pile of mangled limbs. The lesser demons under its command fell into disarray. Some continued to charge the city walls, while others remained locked in combat with the human Martial Artists.

Without the Spider Demon’s leadership, the combat effectiveness of the numerous dreg demons and blade demons plummeted.

The spear-wielding woman froze for a moment. Death hadn’t come.

"I’m... still alive?"

"Quick, save Dayong!"

"Fall back, brothers! Let’s fight our way out of here!"

...

Things changed too quickly on the chaotic battlefield. This squad, total strangers to Yu Fei, had been ambushed and encircled by a Spider Demon that had broken through the front line. Caught off guard, two of their six Inner Qi Realm members had been killed, leaving only four to contend with the Spider Demon. Their other companions were on the perimeter, holding back the horde of dreg and blade demons, but they were already sustaining casualties.

If Yu Fei hadn’t arrived when he did, the squad would have been wiped out the moment their defensive Martial Artist fell.

On this vast and chaotic battlefield, scenes like this were happening every moment.

After slaying the Spider Demon, Yu Fei didn’t linger for a second. He activated his perfected [Celestial Star Travel Body], moving at extreme speed. His body followed his will, and the sword Nameslayer in his hand unleashed arcs of light that sent green limbs flying as he charged resolutely toward the front lines.

Qi Zhiheng had just finished gathering his surviving comrades, carrying the heavily injured Dayong and the bodies of the fallen. Still, the remains of three of their brothers were nowhere to be found.

"Brothers, the Fierce Tiger Group is going home."

He roared hoarsely, chopping the dreg demons that were closing in from both sides into pieces.

When he looked back, the black-armored youth was already far ahead, having carved a path deep into the enemy ranks. He didn’t know the young man, but in that one fleeting glimpse, he had committed his face to memory. The Fierce Tiger Group owed their very lives to him.

Qi Zhiheng and his men had misjudged their own strength. Driven by a thirst for military merit, they had pushed closer and closer to the center of the battlefield, only to suddenly run into a powerful Spider Demon and be nearly annihilated.

Although their group’s strength was now greatly diminished, their retreat was proceeding smoothly. With Yu Fei charging in the opposite direction, the number of demons pursuing them in this area had decreased.

Looking down from high above, one would see that incidents like the Fierce Tiger Group’s were happening constantly. Martial Artists left trails of crimson and green gore as they slaughtered countless demons, while others were unfortunately wounded or killed outright.

Even with red-robed Martial Artists patrolling the battlefield, life and death were decided in an instant, and many couldn’t hold on long enough for reinforcements to arrive.

This was a cruel and seemingly endless war that had already raged for a hundred years.

Feng Hua had just fought her way three kilometers into the battlefield, countless dreg and blade demons falling to her sword. With a quick glance, she saw Yu Fei’s incredibly flashy entrance. Few dared to enter the fray by immediately unleashing a Secret Technique; on this chaotic battlefield, most people conserved their energy and relied on stamina.

Inner Qi was reserved for critical moments; the name of the game here was efficient, energy-saving slaughter.

Feng Hua had just thought that Yu Fei was being too extravagant, but then she remembered how he had once fought Zhang Hu and Qingshan for a full day without collapsing. ’He clearly possesses terrifying regenerative abilities,’ she realized. ’That must be why he dares to use his Inner Qi techniques so wantonly.’

She said nothing, but her own sword strikes became faster. She focused on killing with a single blow and minimized her evasive maneuvers, all to conserve stamina.

’Everyone has their own advantages. Blindly envying others won’t make me any stronger. True excellence comes from understanding and surpassing oneself.’

"Holy crap, these two kids are beasts! Especially that one in black..."

"Damn, that was a Spider Demon, not just some dreg demon..."

The garrison Martial Artists had just been teasing the members of the Yulin Army. There was no malice in it, of course; they had all been through that greenhorn stage themselves.

It was more like a ritual, the veterans’ way of welcoming the rookies. Looking at the group of black-armored youths, they could all tell this was no ordinary bunch. One of them had just been about to go over and chat, planning to brag a little about his combat experience in front of Yu Fei.

The veterans weren’t fools. One look at the group’s bearing told them these had to be martial arts prodigies from one of the "Seven Greats," sent here to gain experience. Of all the Martial Arts Universities in the Yu Kingdom, only the Seven Greats could field a group of Inner Qi Martial Artists this young who had never seen battle.

Under the Yu Kingdom’s unique university entrance examination system, Martial Arts Universities were divided into just two categories: the "Seven Greats" and "all the others."

To meet these prodigies when they were still green and get to share some of your life experience with them—that was the kind of thing you could brag about for the rest of your life.

But in the blink of an eye, they witnessed the utterly explosive performances of Feng Hua and Yu Fei.

Feng Hua was one thing. Her sheer ferocity upon entering the battlefield marked her as a veteran, no question. A top-tier prodigy tempered by the Seven Greats would absolutely possess that kind of power.

But Yu Fei, whose expression clearly showed this was his first time in battle, had dared to look down on the horde of dreg and blade demons below the wall, and his opening move was to slay a Spider Demon—an opponent widely acknowledged as one of the most difficult to handle.

His performance was even more astounding than Feng Hua’s.

This...

One of the veterans stared blankly at the green path Yu Fei was carving through the demons and muttered with a complicated expression, "If I could just fight like that once in my life... I’d die a happy man..."

As the veteran was lost in this reverie, a fellow Warrior kicked him, making him stumble. "You done resting, you old dog? Come on, let’s go get ourselves killed!"

"Fuck it, let’s go! Last one alive is a coward!"

"Let’s go..."

In the blink of an eye, inspired by the exchange, more than thirty Warriors dropped their firearms, drew their blades, and charged against the current, plunging into the green tide.