Chapter 510 - 311: Need Help?

Chapter 510: Chapter 311: Need Help?

Gao Nianzhen and his men immediately connected to the psychic network, merging into it like drops of water into a river.

Within the psychic network, they were immediately met with a chorus of welcomes.

"Gao, why didn’t you stick with the dog squad?"

"He wanted to be a dog, but I wasn’t willing! It’s way better to be with you bros!"

Zhang Hu’s betrayal was despicable, but the bonds forged between the three classes over the years remained.

Within the psychic network, Gao Nianzhen spoke his mind freely.

"Brothers, we’re not going back to the dog squad. Please take us in!"

"Call me ’Dad.’ As long as I’ve got food on my plate, I won’t let you go without a bone!"

"Screw you, Liu Yu! You bastard, you still owe me five hundred thousand merit points! When are you gonna pay up?!"

"Money, schmoney! Worst comes to worst, I’ll just give you all the bones..."

"Get lost!"

...

The psychic network was filled with laughter and playful curses. You wouldn’t dare joke like this unless you were truly close.

Yu Fei: "Welcome back to the team!"

Feng Hua: "Welcome back to the team!"

...

A chorus of welcomes rang out—some sincere, some lighthearted. A warmth spread through Gao Nianzhen’s heart. He’d had a rough time these past few days, but now, he finally felt a long-lost sense of peace.

The fierce battle raged on, blade auras and sword glints crisscrossing the field.

The demon side was sliding inevitably toward defeat.

They tried to retreat from the main battlefield several times, but the human side clung to them relentlessly.

Yu Wen Baji had his own schemes, but with victory all but certain, he had no choice but to hold his nose and cooperate, however unwillingly.

The battlefield of Celestial Sword Gorge was littered with the severed remains of Spider Demon Blade Legs and massive Hammer Axe Shield weapons.

Seeing that over seventy percent of the Spider Demon forces had been annihilated, Yu Fei delegated command to Feng Hua and the others.

At that moment, the ground troops from the human main camp also surged forward. Under the combined pincer attack, the Spider Demons were wiped out in droves.

His Sword Qi shot out like a meteor. He didn’t immediately join the battle between the Grandmasters; instead, he rode his Sword Qi and dove headfirst into the 7th-order demons on the periphery.

As time went on, the human Grandmasters began to stack and merge the power of their domains, forming a seemingly loose but lethally treacherous formation. They trapped the demons tightly while constant artillery fire from the ground supplemented their domains’ power to annihilate the enemy.

Yu Fei had seen it clearly earlier: if not for the demons’ powerful regenerative abilities and the support of their healer-like zither players, they wouldn’t have been able to hold out for so long.

The domain abilities of Grandmaster Martial Artists were all unique. Most were based on a single attribute, such as one of the Five Elements, or a special domain formed from the fusion of multiple attributes like wind, lightning, ice, darkness, or rock. There were also more unique types, such as evil-vanquishing, slaughter, and manifestation.

Within a certain range, their powers could be stacked and converted, making this ability extremely formidable for defense, though somewhat lacking in offensive power.

The demons could afford to be careless with their casualties, but it took a long time to cultivate a human Grandmaster. In terms of attrition, even a ten-to-one kill ratio would be a devastating loss for humanity.

The current strategy on the battlefield was to gradually expand their advantage and grind the 7th-order demons down. This was a standard, cautious tactic employed when one had the upper hand.

This group of human Grandmasters was a motley crew. There were a few members of the Brotherhood, Grandmaster-level generals from the former Celestial Tiger Corps, and even some unaffiliated freelance masters who had come as reinforcements.

Even the most talented prodigies weren’t guaranteed to pass through the "Dragon Gate" to the Grandmaster realm by the time they graduated. Some of the unlucky ones remained stuck at the peak of the Gang Qi realm for their entire lives, unable to advance another inch.

The path to a perfected state of mind was profoundly mysterious. Su Yue, for instance, had been stuck for a full decade. The various resources in the martial world could only reduce the impact of flaws in one’s mental state or ease a Martial Artist’s obsessions to a certain degree; ultimately, one had to find their own way out.

As Yu Fei tore through the battlefield like a one-man army, most of the Grandmaster Martial Artists grew excited. Having a powerful reinforcement on their side with victory in sight was the best news possible. Many even started asking each other about Yu Fei’s identity.

But no matter who they asked, the only thing anyone seemed to know was that he was a third-year student from Shenhan. All other information was a mystery.

Someone said with certainty, "That’s the third-year Yulin Army group for this year, the one that’s supposedly a bit weaker in combat. I heard the girl isn’t actually the combat squad leader, but that someone else is. It must be him!"

As he spoke, he pointed in Yu Fei’s direction.

"I bet it is. Oh well, we’ll find out after the battle!"

"If that’s really him... He’s only a third-year! He’s not even a Grandmaster, yet he can already slay an 8th-order demon? That has to be a new record!"

As soon as this was said, everyone mentally scanned their memories. The more they thought about it, the more they realized it was likely true.

Throughout history, there had always been a few isolated cases of monstrous prodigies who could slay a Gang Qi practitioner while only at the Inner Qi realm, or kill a Grandmaster with just their spiritual intent.

But a practitioner at the Gang Qi realm outright slaying a Grandmaster? There were no such records—only cases of holding one’s own or achieving a tactical defeat, and those were attributed to the Great Ancestor himself.

"Then..."

Someone glanced toward Yu Wen Baji in the center of the battlefield, then back at Yu Fei in the distance, their expression unreadable.

They had all witnessed the recent events in the military camp. As Martial Artists who had endured countless hardships to reach the Grandmaster realm, they absolutely loved gossiping about the drama surrounding talented prodigies.

"Careful, everyone! That guy is coming over!"

Yu Fei was oblivious to their quiet scheming. Meanwhile, the members of the Brotherhood within the Grandmaster team wore complicated expressions.

It was just as Yu Wen Baji had said. The Brotherhood members who continued to follow him after graduation weren’t doing so out of some deep sense of loyalty. Rather, over the course of four years, they had been constantly forced by Yu Wenqiang to act as his underlings. When they wanted to leave after their senior year, they suddenly discovered that something was amiss with their martial will.

It was a power akin to psychological suggestion. Yu Wen Baji had become a great mountain looming in their hearts, making it difficult for them to resist his ordinary commands.