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Chapter 113 The Great Chu Royal Family

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 The Great Chu Royal Family

"Are you provoking us? It seems there’s no need to carry on with the so-called life-and-death fight."

The gentle words soothed the roaring voices.

At the same time, flecks of starlight fell from the sky, healing the soldiers’ wounds and allowing them to stand again.

The man in the Silver Moon White Robe walked out from among the soldiers, his demeanor calm but his words filled with resolve.

"General Qi’s jesting remark shouldn’t be taken to heart," he said.

"Aren’t we all here to temper the younger generation against each other?"

The gaunt man clad in bronze armor slowly stepped out from the ranks of the Chu Nation soldiers.

All over his body, he radiated a fierce and savage aura.

"Is that really so?" Ji Lu stepped out of the crowd, her eyes tinged with a trace of sarcasm.

It was not difficult to guess why Chu Nation proposed a life-and-death fight at this moment.

They must have seen that Tuzhou had just been through turmoil, and the various factions had suffered heavy losses, otherwise, they would never dare to do so.

"Ha! Too much prattle. Is Great Zhou scared?"

The laughter resonated across the desert, clear to everyone standing there.

Most of the Refining Viscera Warriors standing beside Liang Hui looked indignant.

For thousands of years, no matter which dynasty ruled the north, its blood feud with the south remained.

Now insulted by the enemy, how could they who had always been in a position of superiority stay calm?

"General, let the battle begin. We shall surely decapitate the Chu heads," they said.

"Yes, General. They’re nothing but a bunch of clowns. Let us stain the desert with their blood."

One by one, the Martial Artists participating in the fight spoke up, each one brimming with the desire to fight.

"Good."

The General in black armor stepped out from among the soldiers, coming to stand beside the man in the Silver Moon White Robe.

"If you wish to fight, then let it begin now," he declared.

"The rules are the same as they have always been."

"This battle will decide the outcome, life or death. Any interference from either side will be met with a joint attack."

"Good."

The General of Chu Nation clad in bronze armor bellowed his agreement.

Boom!

A figure from the Chu side leapt out, landing in the center of the battlefield.

Just the sound of landing kicked up a great cloud of dust and pebbles.

When the dust settled, everyone could clearly see the figure’s form.

A man standing two and a half meters tall, robust in build, bare-chested, with a face-sized hammer strapped to his back.

"Great Chu’s Gong Wu, a Bone Refining Martial Artist, who dares to fight!"

"I’ll kill you!"

In a long howl, a figure leapt out from behind Liang Hui, confronting Gong Wu.

It was a two-meter-tall man clothed in the standard short tunic of the Beast Taming Sect, his muscular arms bared and marked with scarlet lines.

Kill!

Without any superfluous words, the two charged at each other the moment they faced off.

Bang!

The dull thud of their collision echoed through the desert.

Great clouds of dust and sand blew up under the force of their blows, hiding their figures from sight.

After several thumping collisions,

a figure tumbled out of the dust cloud— it was a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect.

Now, his torn clothes revealed the tattoos of a wolf on the arm, a tiger on the chest, and a bear on the back.

The man’s arm was twisted, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit.

He mobilized the Inner Strength within his body as hard as he could, making the three tattoos on his body turn even redder.

Suddenly, he charged towards Gong Wu again.

In an instant, the booming of the air filled the battlefield.

The ferocity of their fighting reached its peak.

The soldiers from Great Zhou couldn’t help cheering, but some with superior abilities had already started shaking their heads and sighing.

Liang Hui, in the crowd, watched Gong Wu grip his hammer with a sinister smile, his eyes cast downward.

The final outcome had already formed in his mind.

Bang!

Blood and bone splattered; a battered and torn body fell onto the desert sands like a rag doll.

"Heh! So weak. They die so easily with just a little effort."

"Northerners, keep coming."

"Barbarian, I’ll be the one to cut you down!"

Amidst the harsh scolding, an armor-clad figure charged into the battlefield.

The long spear in his hand was like a venomous snake, constantly slashing through the air with exceptional agility.

He aimed to find an opening to kill Gong Wu.

But in the hands of Gong Wu, the heavy hammer seemed to possess no weight at all, effortlessly fending off the barrage of spear shadows.

Then, it smashed straight towards the armor.

Clang!

In the clash of metal, the figure was thrown far away, motionless thereafter.

At this moment, victory cheers continually rose among the soldiers of Chu Nation, while Zhou Nation fell into complete silence, not a stir to be heard.

They had not anticipated consecutive defeats.

"Are there any brave enough to fight?" Gong Wu shouted, holding his hammer aloft.

"I will."

Another figure surged out of the crowd, aiming to strike down Gong Wu.

With one move, he swept away the weapon.

With another, he struck their chest.

Within two moves, another lay bloodied in the vast desert.

"Continue!" Gong Wu’s voice was cold, his expression now calm again.

His formidable aura continued to rise from his body, growing ever stronger.

At the same time, a voice suddenly reached Liang Hui’s ear.

"He is using this battle to hone himself. Once he steps off the battlefield completely, his strength will undoubtedly have taken a great leap forward."

"I know."

Liang Hui directed his gaze toward the yellow-robed figure at the forefront of the army and nodded slightly.

"And the person before us may not be from Jingzhou’s Star Moon Tower; otherwise, the Beast Taming Sect would not have failed to gather any intelligence."

"This bloody combat might not only involve participants from Great Chu’s Jingzhou."

At this point, a hint of interest emerged in Liang Hui’s calm eyes.

In past battles, Chu and Zhou had an unspoken agreement to limit combat to adjacent states, but this status was not set in stone.

If one side managed to mobilize more strength to participate, the other could hardly complain.

However, the next combat was sure to be more brutal, involving a broader range of forces.

But for Liang Hui, the idea of facing Viscera Refining Experts from the entire Chu Nation was still of some interest.

Lost in thought, yet another Beast Taming Sect disciple was slain on the spot.

"Gong Wu, step down."

"If you keep killing, there will be no one left. It can’t be that you expect us to have come here for nothing."

Laughter came from behind him.

The fervent battle lust in Gong Wu’s eyes slowly dissipated.

Clearly, the person who had spoken was someone he feared.

After a moment of silence.

He turned around!

And returned to the midst of the army.

At the same time, a maiden with fine clothes and black hair pinned up with a wooden hairpin stepped into the center of the battlefield.

"Meng You of the Great Chu royal family asks for guidance from my fellow Daoists."

Boom!

The mere mention of the royal family caused an uproar in the desert, with the soldiers of Chu Nation cheering to the skies.

What could be more inspiring than the royal family’s presence on the battlefield, joining in the fray?

As the cheering subsided, a youth clad in silver armor stepped up to the maiden.

"I am Rainy Night from Zhou Nation. Commandery Princess, please enlighten me."

Boom!

The long saber was unsheathed, and in that instant, the sky seemed to reveal a golden sunrise that crashed down thunderously.

In the midst of the bell-like laughter.

A fair hand lifted, seizing the long saber.

The other palm pressed against Rainy Night’s head.

Thud!

The headless corpse knelt to the ground.

At that moment, the morale of Zhou Nation’s soldiers plummeted to the lowest point.

They did not know how powerful the assailant was, only that their own side kept suffering defeat.

Five consecutive defeats!