Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 2932 - 2952: Did Your Superior Send You to Your Death?

Chapter 2932: Chapter 2952: Did Your Superior Send You to Your Death?

"Team Five, move out!"

Following Kong Wenlong’s order, the Team Leader of the Fifth Team, Li Bo, led his team to charge into the Sky Dome.

Soon, a thousand-strong demon squad came to meet them, and both sides quickly engaged in a fierce battle.

Lin Chen and the others were already prepared, everyone looked up at the Sky Dome with solemn and excited expressions.

After Team Five, it was Team Three’s turn!

The Fifth Team truly was the ace of the Ninth Division, with formidable strength, possessing at least thirty Lower Grade Great Luo Initial Immortals. Their overall strength was much greater than that of Team Three.

However, their demon opponents were equally strong, with many powerhouses in their ranks. The two teams had barely engaged when the battle escalated to intense heat, fought with extreme anxiety.

This scene made the members of Team Three gasp in astonishment, their expressions growing even graver.

If the powerful Fifth Team still couldn’t gain a clear advantage, what about themselves?

Although everyone had the courage to kill the enemy, at this moment, they couldn’t help but silently pray in their hearts, hoping that the next opponents Team Three faced would be weaker.

Everyone wanted to earn military achievements, but nobody wanted to die!

The battle was quite prolonged. Both the Fifth Team and the demon squad suffered significant injuries.

Just as Lin Chen feared this battle would become like a grinding pan, burying the entire Fifth Team, the demon side sounded a retreat bell.

The demon squad withdrew orderly. Li Bo led his team in a charge, discovering that although the enemy was retreating, their defense formation was not in disarray. Regrettably, he stopped his advance.

Lin Chen, having watched the entire process, was quite amazed inside.

Fighting in the Immortal Army was indeed different from individual combat; these people were grouped in teams of three or four, some responsible for defense, others for attack. Responsibilities were clear, demonstrating everyone’s combat power and significantly increasing both offensive and defensive capabilities.

The powerhouses would charge to the front. They would quickly identify the powerhouses in the opposing team, block them, and let the weaker enemies slip through to be handled by their comrades behind them, progressing step by step to ensure that the weaker ones do not encounter stronger opponents and get annihilated directly.

The battle was extremely fierce, with both sides equally matched, suffering many injuries and deaths. However, Lin Chen noted that there were not many deaths, mostly injuries.

If someone was heavily injured by an opponent’s strike, as long as they weren’t directly suppressed and killed, they would quickly shrink their formation, retreating towards the back of the battle lines. Then, people would quickly take their places to intercept the enemy, preventing further pursuit.

The injured would consolidate in a defensive circle, then activate their Magical Treasures to assist their comrades in the front from a distance.

Having observed many battles, Lin Chen had basically figured out a pattern: if both sides’ strengths were comparable, no matter how fierce the fight, there might be many injured, but there wouldn’t be many deaths. However, if one side’s powerhouses held an absolute numerical advantage, the tide of the battle would completely turn, resulting in many deaths on the other side.

Soon, Li Bo led his team back down, and Chen Wenlong came up to meet them, praising, "Well fought; you didn’t disgrace our Ninth Division!"

Pausing, Chen Wenlong turned his head, his expression serious, "Team Three, it’s your turn now."

Lin Chen wasted no words, leading the way as he flew upwards. Following him, a thousand disciples from the Haoran Sect closely followed behind, heading towards the center of the battlefield.

At the same time, the demon squad poised to meet them also charged forward, their voices preceding their arrival.

"Baili Mei is here. Which unlucky soul has encountered me? Come meet your end quickly!"

Baili Mei?

Lin Chen was momentarily startled. He had an impression of this demon; previously, he had led a thousand-strong demon squad, overwhelmingly defeated the Immortal Team, causing 200 deaths and 400 injuries in the Immortal Team, profoundly shocking Lin Chen.

It was him again!

It appeared this guy was a formidable war general, and at least a minor leader, right?

The forces of both sides faced each other across the Sky Dome. Although they were still far apart, the soaring killing intent was already invisibly colliding in the space between the two camps, producing a crackling sound of the air shattering.

Baili Mei appeared very young, not only because of his youthful appearance but also from the length and color of the single horn on his head.

The color of a demon’s single horn darkens and lengthens with age, and the growth is regular. Knowing the rules, one could roughly determine the age of the opponent by the length and color of their horn.

The color of Baili Mei’s horn was quite light, not too long. Roughly estimating, Baili Mei was about four to five hundred years old. At such an age, to have such strength and become a demon vanguard leader was indeed an extraordinary genius.

Baili Mei’s red eyes sized up Lin Chen in the middle of his troop, then he suddenly laughed coldly, loudly saying, "Has the Immortal Realm run out of people, actually sending a Lower Grade Great Luo Initial Immortal to lead the team? Are you here to deliver yourselves?"

Pausing, Baili Mei stared at Lin Chen with a haughty face, "Kid, at your age and strength, being sent up to fight, isn’t that a death sentence? Do you have a vendetta with your superior?"