Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 230 - 22: This is the Minister of Agriculture? How can he be so ruthless?! (Third Update) _3

Chapter 230: Chapter 22: This is the Minister of Agriculture? How can he be so ruthless?! (Third Update) _3

"The more powerful you appear, the less likely others are to make the first move against you."

Zhao Xing did not stop moving, running quickly, holding the conical hat across his chest. He turned around and charged into the crowd again.

.....

On the building ship, Tian Shan quietly stared at Zhao Xing’s figure below. After seeing his student’s choice, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Marquis Tian," Zuo Zizhi looked below, "How long has Zhao Xing been practicing the sound wave martial skill to achieve the Eighth Transition Realm?"

Tian Shan smiled, "It’s quite alright."

Lu Bang, who was also beside them, said, "Looking at his demeanor, enduring the first stage easily, he should be able to persist till the end."

Tian Shan nodded, "The geniuses from the four major institutes, most of them have reached the eighth-grade. Even without spells, they’re not easily defeated. The key is who can hold on the longest in the final stage."

Zuo Zizhi said, "Yes, as long as one is a bit steady, enduring till the end is indeed not difficult."

Lu Bang laughed, "Steady? I don’t think this kid is one to be steady. Look at what he’s doing after charging through, he’s going back to chase people."

Tian Shan said calmly, "That’s the correct choice. The braver he is, the more others subconsciously avoid him. The ones who die quickly are often the timid ones. If Zhao Xing stayed in the corner of the drill ground, many might think he was weak and he would face more enemies."

"Now that he is actively looking for opponents, he only needs to face one or two at a time."

...

The battle was not as fierce as imagined. As time went by, more and more Ministers of Agriculture fell, losing their combat abilities, being teleported out of the drill ground.

The martial artists in Yang City were all chosen from the best of the armies.

Movement techniques, hand-to-hand combat skills, defensive martial skills, these were all compulsory. Some were even proficient in more than one or two techniques. The martial artists trained in sound wave martial skills as well, and understood them better than the Ministers of Agriculture.

In the first fifteen minutes, half of the ten thousand Ministers of Agriculture were knocked out!

Although there were only three thousand martial artists, the difference was like a chasm between professions. Even if it was three-to-one or five-to-one, the Ministers of Agriculture had a hard time defeating a martial artist of the same realm.

Conversely, martial artists easily overpowered the Ministers of Agriculture with their exquisite skills and combinations of various techniques.

"Damn it, screaming like ghosts, do you think we don’t know you practice sound wave martial skills?"

"Ministers of Agriculture, so funny, still standing strong?"

"Hahaha, just lie down already, brother!"

"What, you’re from the Xuanjia Army too? Sorry, brother. I respect the Military Ministers of Agriculture, but today you must fall!"

"Come on, hit here. Put some strength. Don’t just tickle."

"Can’t even break my Ten Thousand Mountains secret skill? You got lots to learn."

...

The martial artists all seemed very relaxed. They didn’t consider the Ministers of Agriculture as opponents at all.

The real competition was among themselves.

Seeing who could knock down the Ministers of Agriculture faster, who could defeat more.

"This training is completely pressure-free." In the northeast of the drill ground, Zhang Jie, a lower-grade talent of the Xuanwu Martial Arts Institute, weaved through the crowd.

Although he wore only a thin training suit, his body was wrapped in a layer of soil-colored rock, a martial skill he learned from the Xuanwu Martial Arts Institute, the "Xuanwu Shield."

In the situation of outnumbered opponents, Zhang Jie abandoned defense altogether. Even when simultaneously punched and kicked by three or four Ministers of Agriculture, he acted as if nothing had happened.

"The gap is too big. We’re completely here to be sparring partners or to give these Military Ministers of Agriculture some lessons." Zhang Jie casually caught a Military Minister of Agriculture’s punch from behind.

With a "bang," he threw him over his shoulder, making the Minister of Agriculture dizzy.

Seeing the Military Minister of Agriculture with his eyes rolling back, lying immobile on the ground, Zhang Jie smiled slightly, "Thirty-ninth one."

"Ah!"

Hearing the annoying scream, Zhang Jie closed his ears, then quickly dashed forward, his body crashing into the chest of another Minister of Agriculture.

"Thud~" The Minister of Agriculture raised his hand to block, but Zhang Jie’s impact was too forceful. Even though he reacted to defend, he was still knocked away.

"Swish~" Zhang Jie advanced again. Before the opponent hit the ground, he jabbed twice at the opponent’s chest and abdomen. "Spirit Rhinoceros Finger, break!"

"Buzz~" The hit Minister of Agriculture shook all over, a light aura scattered from his body. The Primordial Energy defensive technique concentrated on his chest was easily broken.

"Thud~" He fell outside the drill ground, his body stiff.

"Fortieth one." Zhang Jie clapped his hands, turned to seek his next target.

His eyes scanned around, but just then,

A figure suddenly flew across, almost knocking him down.

"Huh?" After dodging, Zhang Jie found it was a martial artist, because they were not wearing straw raincoats but ordinary clothes.

When the young martial artist fell to the ground "thud~," Zhang Jie was shocked.

"Chen Fang from the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts Department? How could this be..."

Chen Fang was a genius on the same grade as him. At the upper A-level, they were few in number; the circle was small. In two months, it was natural to get to know each other.

"Watch out behind..." Covering his abdomen, Chen Fang said with difficulty before being whisked out of the drill ground by a gust of wind.

"Swish, swish, swish!" Two more figures flew over, prompting Zhang Jie to teleport.

"Hu Bing, Dan Fei?! You guys..."

They belonged to his Xuanwu Department, at the lower A-level!

At that moment, Zhang Jie was horrified. He looked towards the direction these two had flown from.

There was a young man holding a conical hat across his chest, letting out a roar. After scattering the defensive secret skills on the three, he unleashed a fierce sound wave secret skill, piercing through their shoulder blades and abdomens.

"Thud~" The three martial artists were nailed to the drill ground, unable to even crawl.

"This, this, this..." Zhang Jie was stunned, staring at the young man ahead, "Is this a Minister of Agriculture? Who on earth is he, to be so ruthless?!"