Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 135 - 135 131 I am here and so are forty million mountains and rivers Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards thank you

135: Chapter 131: I am here, and so are forty million mountains and rivers (Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards, thank you) 135: Chapter 131: I am here, and so are forty million mountains and rivers (Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards, thank you) “Lin, I’m not dreaming, am I?

Pinch my cheek.”

Old Yang grabbed the wheelchair excitedly.

“No, this is indeed the General Medal.

I saw it once brought out by the Military Master of the Northwest Military Region during the competition, though the color wasn’t as deep.

But it’s definitely real!!”

Lin also said excitedly.

Ye Tian has another identity—the Divine Martial Pavilion Master, ranked first on the Divine List, known as the War God, unmatched and unchallenged, revered even by foreign cultivators who call him the White-clothed King.

“Good day, General!!!!”

Mr.

Lin suddenly stood up from the sofa, displaying the tall and resolute stance of a soldier, the determined look in his eyes, the battle-ready spirit, and the great military salute—all evident at this moment.

At this point, Old Yang miraculously propped one hand on the sofa’s armrest.

Though his legs were weak, he stood straight.

If his doctor saw him, they’d exclaim, “You did it, you finally succeeded after trying for eight years.

You can stand up with support.”

The face, weathered by time, always showing concern for the country, hands full of calluses from holding guns for years, even somewhat deformed, yet now so straight.

“Good day, General!!!!”

Old Yang endured the pain in his lower body and saluted Ye Tian along with Mr.

Lin.

Ye Tian looked at them calmly, not lowering himself due to Mr.

Lin’s status.

They were all great soldiers now, mutually expressing respect towards each other.

At this moment, the two finally remembered that the fleeting figure seen during the four military regions’ competition was Ye Tian.

Four generals guarding the corners of Heaven and Earth, and some elderly leaders hosted the competition, gathering elite special forces not just for supreme honor but also to catch a glimpse of the four pillars.

As soldiers, behind them was the prosperous era, ahead was a sky full of sword shadows, never stepping back, as their homeland was behind them, charging forward even if their bodies were riddled with wounds, following the direction of the Military Master, their guide.

The three of them looked at each other for around five minutes before Mr.

Lin and Old Yang sat back on the sofa, the deep respect in their eyes probably never fading in this lifetime.

“Xiao….”

Mr.

Lin was about to speak to Ye Tian, but the usual way of addressing him stuck in his throat, awkwardly looking at Ye Tian.

“Uncle, you know my identity, just don’t spread it out.

Call me as usual!!”

Ye Tian said with a smile.

“Oh, I understand, I understand.”

Mr.

Lin nodded hurriedly.

“Lin, you old fellow, you managed to get a General as a son-in-law, impressive!!”

“Too bad I don’t have a beautiful daughter, otherwise given our strong bond, not competing with you would be a loss to our friendship.”

Old Yang, sitting in the wheelchair, lightly punched Mr.

Lin on the shoulder, his eyes filled only with pure joy and blessings.

“Hehe, not bad.

I’ve always been very satisfied with Xiao Tian.

As long as he’s good to Chumo, it’s enough, never thought beyond that.”

Lin scratched the back of his head, chuckling.

“Xiao Tian, I’ll hand this thing over to you.

I believe you can handle it.”

“It’s this thing that caused many devoted soldiers to lose their lives, you must avenge them.”

Mr.

Lin angrily pounded the table, revealing a pained expression on his face, holding a gray bead out to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian picked up the bead, carefully examining it, noticing a gray airflow with a decaying aura inside.

Under the Creation Divine Eye, gray flowers blossomed in the surrounding void.

“Interesting, Corpse Demon Pearl, seems this planet is not simple!!!”

Little White, lying in the Heavenly Stele Space, looked at the gray bead, stroking his dog chin, showing a mysterious smile.

“Beng…..”

The gray bead suddenly floated in the air, revealing a gray eyeball, scanning around, disdainfully saying, “You ants took my Corpse Demon Pearl, ignorant, humph!!”

This snort sounded like a summons from Hell, making Mr.

Lin and Old Yang’s eyes glaze as if controlled, wanting to kneel before the eyeball.

Ye Tian remained incredibly clear-headed, reaching out to grip the gray eyeball, surrounded by Creation Energy.

The eyeball shot out a gray airflow, hitting Mr.

Lin and Old Yang quickly.

“Pfft~~~~”

Mr.

Lin and Old Yang clutched their chests, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Ye Tian crushed the bead, the terrifyingly creepy noise echoing in the room, “What a joke!!”

“Wait for my return, I’ll annihilate you.”

“Ants, tremble!!!!”

Minutes later.

After Ye Tian’s treatment, Mr.

Lin and Old Yang felt much better, worriedly looking at him, “Xiao Tian, this….”

It was beyond their imagination, that a gray eyeball could speak.

“It’s okay, wait for me to return in a few days!!”

Ye Tian stood up, pushed open the door, and waved.

Mr.

Lin and Old Yang were baffled, wasn’t he already back?

“With me here, the mountains and rivers are secure!!!”

“With me here, four billion mountains and rivers are as good as ever!!”

(It’s almost time for the competition, is your ticket ready, answer me!!!

Hehehehe.)