My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome
Chapter 512 - 511: Two Months Later

Chapter 512: Chapter 511: Two Months Later

The Tingming Hall’s meeting room was still solemn.

Wu Tianyan and several elders from the adjudication council sat at the central meeting table, along with only Li Tianwen and three other rotating generals.

Secretary Sun, carrying a stack of folders, reported on the recent major and minor activities, while the rest listened with serious expressions.

"Next is the report from the Dragon Guard Army. After efforts over this period, the elite company of the Dragon Guard Army has gradually been replaced with the dual-attribute ’Arctic Ice Flood Dragon’, possessing both ice and dragon properties. The first batch of B-class elemental military knives has also been mass-produced and equipped. Twenty soldiers possessing the ice ’Bonding Reaction’ are currently undergoing comprehensive individual training."

At this moment, Wu Tianyan tapped the conference table with his finger: "How is the guardian spirit in Forgotten Cold River doing? It’s been a long time since we’ve received any news."

Hearing this, the others also turned their gaze toward Secretary Sun, clearly very interested in this news.

Secretary Sun hastily flipped through a few pages: "We have continuously recorded the guardian spirit. Since its last meeting with General Li, the spirit has mostly been in deep slumber."

A look of regret appeared on the face of Wu Tianyan. Since the beginning of the ’Unknown Recovery Event’, Great Xia was fortunate to receive guidance from the Guardian Spirit, which helped resolve domestic chaos within a short period of time. It was just unfortunate that since then, the Guardian Spirit had fallen into deep slumber.

Now with heretics on the rise, Wu Tianyan and others strongly hoped that the ancient guardian spirits could show them the way forward, but the known two spirits were both in slumber.

After a moment of silence within the meeting hall, Wu Tianyan spoke, "Keep a close watch on news regarding the guardian spirits, and if they awake from their slumber meet any of their needs as best as we can."

"Understood." Secretary Sun quickly took notes with his pen, then picked up the folder again: "The next item is intelligence from the Antarctica Coalition Corps. Through exhaustive searches in this period, our forces have found a total of 4,285 stones with patterns; however, the measuring instruments have yet to detect any bonding reaction on the stones. The research institute is organizing a joint team to conduct multi-faceted studies."

"Furthermore, the activities of the mutant creatures are steadily expanding, covering the whole of Antarctica in a month at most."

As Secretary Sun’s voice fell, the entire conference hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, and everyone’s gaze turned toward Wu Tianyan at the head of the table.

Wu Tianyan’s brows furrowed tightly, "Has there been any discovery in the snow-capped territories within our borders?"

"Some unknown mutant creatures have been discovered in Mushitage Ice Mountain on the Pamir Plateau, Traverse Mountain Range, and the snowfields near Tianshan, though it’s still uncertain whether these are extraterrestrial creatures." Secretary Sun added another sentence, "Apart from that, Tianzhu Country has been restless lately, repeatedly provoking our soldiers and disturbing our borders, with six clashes occurring over the past two weeks."

"Damn it!" An elder in an old-style military uniform from the adjudication council angrily slammed the table: "It seems that our years of tolerance have led others to think Great Xia is easy to bully. In my opinion, we should never have retreated. Some people only understand pain when you strike it into them!"

"Old Qin, calm down. You’re too old for this talk of fighting," the old woman surnamed Tang quickly tried to soothe him.

But the military-dressed elder was even less pleased upon hearing this, puffing his cheeks and glaring as he shouted, "Who’s old! Back in the day, I alone could surround an artillery battalion with three men!"

Old woman Tang rolled her eyes at him, "Just you go and try then."

Bang!

The military-dressed elder’s face turned beet red: "Give me a battalion, and I’ll push them to New Delhi tomorrow!"

"Enough, what’s with all the noise," Wu Tianyan rubbed his forehead with a slight headache, "This matter isn’t so simple. It’s not just Tianzhu Country that is restless. Over the past two months, regional wars have broken out multiple times across the globe among small federations, although they were promptly mediated but could break out again at any time."

The military-dressed elder spoke with some dissatisfaction, "So what do you suggest we do? We can’t just let those crooks bump us off our kids."

Wu Tianyan picked up a porcelain cylinder and put it down again, pondering for a moment before saying: "After months of classified operations, our Great Xia has already gained a timely advantage. Now the international community has been in peace for a long time, but some are becoming restless, wanting to expand their spheres of influence."

"Therefore, I propose that we take the lead in quickly convening an international conference to release the news about the extraterrestrial creatures. In times like these, we must unite all of humanity and not allow any internal strife."

"Let’s start the vote."

Wu Tianyan looked around, then picked up the small wooden gavel in front of him.

Thud!

"The vote is passed."

...

Tian Sky Martial Arts Gym.

In the dimly lit room, bursts of cheers emanated, and the hanging lamp above the ring, as the only light source in the room, perfectly enveloped the ring below.

Ding, ding, ding.

The sounds of metal clashing echoed continuously.

On the ring, two figures each wielding a machete battled fiercely.

No.

To be precise, a tall and robust man was dominating another in a fight, the former dressed in an army-green tank top and matching cargo pants. His arm muscles bulged as he swung his machete powerfully, each strike landing on the other man’s blade.

Shao Zifeng was also wearing an army-green tank top, though it was soaked to a dark green with sweat. His tank top was torn in several places, revealing pale skin beneath, yet there was not a single sign of blood.

Swish!

The downward slash of the machete was somewhat dazzling under the light. Shao Zifeng’s muscles tensed as he raised his machete to meet the attack.

Clang!

The sharp collision was followed by a force so great that it made the muscles in his body feel as though they were tearing apart from the acidity of the pain.

"Go Tan Bro, chop him down!"

"Tan is freaking awesome!"

The cheers around him seemed distant as Shao Zifeng shook his somewhat dazed head, his hair flinging sweat that glittered under the light.

Tan Yingwei did not stop his onslaught, continuing to chop down one blade after another.

"That’s not good enough. Didn’t you want to learn the blade?"

"Two months in, and this is your level? And you still dare to handle a blade in combat."

"Just quit practicing with the blade. Your chopping skills are pretty good, right? Just go home and open a restaurant."

Accompanied by the constant clashing of metal, Tan Yingwei’s endless taunts were even more grating, igniting a furious rage inside Shao Zifeng.

"Can’t handle it? If you can’t handle it, just admit defeat!"

As his words fell, another series of blade flashes passed, striking heavily on Shao Zifeng’s blade.

Clang!

Under this heavy, powerful chop, Shao Zifeng could no longer hold his ground. He stepped back heavily and finally crashed harshly against the ring’s barrier, bending it outward quite a bit, managing to stay in the ring only by bracing himself with both hands at the edge.

Shao Zifeng leaned one hand on the barrier, hanging his head as he gasped for air. His sweat streamed unstoppably downward, and his muscles seemed to twitch slightly, evidently having reached his limit.

The students around the ring, seeing this, burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Tan Yingwei lowered his blade, his expression somewhat disappointed.

Just then, Shao Zifeng, trapped against the barrier, suddenly raised his head. A glimmer seemed to flash in his eyes as he twisted the handle of the machete in his palm to hold it backhanded, with the flat of the blade tight against his forearm.

Then he suddenly let go of the barrier, using the great rebounding force to quickly charge toward Tan Yingwei.

Seeing Shao Zifeng approaching, Tan Yingwei hastily raised his blade to meet him.

But it was all too late. Shao Zifeng ducked low, using his shorter stature to move beneath his arm.

Schhh—

The moment the sharp blade touched skin, he involuntarily shook his wrist a few times.