Peace Order
Chapter 277 - 129: Willing to be your forerunner, to go through fire and tread on blades!

Chapter 277: Chapter 129: Willing to be your forerunner, to go through fire and tread on blades!

Breaking Army’s eyes were fixed on the silver-haired girl opposite him, while the curious Tiele child beside him was held down by the head by Breaking Army and casually pushed out of the courtyard. Then, a thin layer of breath circulated, concealing this place.

Breaking Army’s expression was serene. He had the appearance of a scholar yet was not holding a folding fan, but a sword instead.

His demeanor was composed, but his eyes shimmered with an eerie purple hue. Looking at the quiet silver-haired girl opposite him, both individuals possessed appearances that transcended the mundane, as well as extraordinary attributes that went beyond ordinary people. Breaking Army said, "Silver hair... I’ve long heard that the current Shaking Light is the offspring of ’that person’."

"Your father was already... yet he still sent you to study under the Stargazing Lineage of the Three Sects of the World, truly holding great expectations for you, wanting you to reach the pinnacle of the Tao of Formation."

"I wonder to what extent have you cultivated your father’s Formation Map and the Star Formation of the Stargazing Lineage?"

Shaking Light gazed quietly at Breaking Army.

The handsome young man before her exuded an eager, challenging provocation.

The breath around them began to converge; this was the challenge issued by the Three Sects of the World when they encountered one another in the mundane world.

She thought about how to handle this situation.

The girl’s demeanor remained tranquil as she looked down to read her book.

Her fingers were fair and slender, casually turning a page, her voice remaining calm and without Ripples:

"You arrived before me."

Breaking Army’s movements froze for a moment.

The previously tense atmosphere instantly solidified.

Then the corners of his mouth curled up, pressed down firmly, then curled up again several times. Clenching his hand into a fist and coughing lightly against his lips, he closed his eyes, tilted his chin upwards, and said, "Ah, yeah, cough cough, this, after all, is naturally to be expected of me!"

The silver-haired girl remained calm; her eyes showed no Ripples.

In her eyes, the beautiful young man opposite her was smiling proudly, almost as though flowers were about to burst forth.

Hmm.

All of Breaking Army were arrogantly confident, which saved a lot of effort.

The girl remained quiet, flipping through her book, her eyes showing no Ripples.

It was very simple.

Meanwhile, Breaking Army stood with his hands behind his back, uttering many words that went in the girl’s left ear and out of the right. Finally, Breaking Army clenched his fist to his lips again and gave a light cough, saying, "So, you too have come to assist him?"

Shaking Light pressed her finger on the spot she had been looking at and calmly answered:

"I think his capacity is enough for the two of us to assist him together."

"In this chaotic world, there is the stature of heroes and benevolent leaders."

"The so-called caliber of a hero."

Thus, a proud and agreeable smile appeared on Breaking Army’s face.

The smile was unstoppable.

Shaking Light thought for a moment and felt it somewhat resembled a big dog from the mountain she had seen before. If everyone was an animal, then right now, the handsome strategist before her would be wagging his tail so hard that afterimages were being created.

It was a posture full of self-satisfaction.

That self-satisfaction stemmed from his own judgment and the people he approved of.

Breaking Army maintained the expression on his face, speaking unhurriedly:

"Hmph, mere Shaking Light, to have such insight, but..."

"You understand quite well!"

The young strategist’s eyes sparkled, and he walked over, staying within a safe range from the Shaking Light lineage. Then he began to trace letters and patterns on the ground with the sword in his hand and said:

"Not bad, not bad, he has Martial Arts, the stature, and the ambition to sweep across the world. Hmph hmph, with your and my combined efforts, in this era filled with opportunities, he will exceed those from eight hundred years ago and the one from five hundred years ago by a wide margin."

"Although I have not observed for long, I too have made gains. He has a ten out of ten advantage against the maladies of the world, and I shall discuss them leisurely with you..."

The silver-haired girl kept her gaze on the book.

The speed at which she turned the pages remained unchanged.

Breaking Army was full of enthusiasm.

With his arrogant nature, when facing people from the Three Sects of the World, and especially upon confirmation of his victory, he would behave somewhat differently.

In the end, when Breaking Army finished his last point, it was about Li Guanyi breaking through the formation just yesterday, demonstrating a young man’s spirit and a fervent aura. Breaking Army said, "Even the Seventh Prince of the Turkic has recognized it, acknowledging it as the temperament of a hero, saying that he feels, if the Lord remains Undying, they would surely meet on the battlefield someday."

"Eight hundred years ago, when the Red Emperor was young, he too was a Ranger with his sword, and the Overlord once cleared bandits for the citizens; even the powerful minister from five hundred years ago, during his youth, armed himself with a sword, committed foolish youthful deeds, and was able to boldly kill a powerful minister while on guard duty at the city gates."

"Since ancient times, heroes have always possessed the spiritedness of youth during their younger years."

"With just cunning strategies alone, there is no way to stand firm in this chaotic world, although I have never met such a person. But my teacher, as well as the Breaking Army who followed the Overlord of eight hundred years ago, have both left similar words. Strategy is important, but strategy is not the most important."

The young man suddenly sighed, "What is it exactly?"

"The so-called spirit of a hero, that personal charisma, the decisiveness to risk everything, and the hero’s stature that naturally gathers people around, in the chaotic world, the importance of these things is no less than strategical prowess, and they might even far surpass strategy."

"I don’t understand."

"He said he doesn’t understand either, perhaps I’ll realize when I meet with these so-called braves."

Breaking Army, wearing a subtle smile, pointed to his head and said, "According to the records."

"The first generation, when speaking of such things, did so with a laugh, saying that so-called heroes often have dimwitted minds, at least from the perspective of strategists, and they would do many foolish things in the eyes of strategists."