Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

Chapter 314 Siege and Killing
Fang Yue looked at King Han's leaving figure, feeling an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He turned to look at Zhu Linlang and saw her lowering her head with a hint of blush on her face, as if she was also reminiscing about the encounter just now.

"Linlang, we..."

Fang Yue opened his mouth, but didn't know how to continue.

Zhu Linlang raised her head, looked into Fang Yue's eyes, and said softly: "Fang Yue, the past is in the past. I hope you can focus on the overall situation and not be distracted by me."

Fang Yue's heart was full of mixed feelings. He naturally understood what Zhu Linlang meant, and he also knew that she was thinking about him and the overall situation.

Of course, he had no intention of taking this relationship further.

Then the two of them spoke a few more words, and it was getting late, so Fang Yue said goodbye and left.

Returning to his temporary residence in the city, Fang Yue suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and began to recall the scene of today's battle with those barbarian warriors.

He closed his eyes and began to think carefully about today's fierce confrontation with the barbarian warriors.

Their eyes were all focused on an old man in the center. He was the barbarian priest and the host of the ceremony.

Fang Yue began to analyze their moves, trying to find out the flaws and countermeasures.

"The strength of these barbarians seems not to have been tempered by oneself, but to have been borrowed!"

Fang Yue talked to himself and fell into deep thought.

As the priest chanted, the warriors began to beat the weapons in their hands rhythmically, making a "dong-dong" sound, adding a sense of solemnity and mystery to the ceremony.

This kind of power is powerful and primitive, as if it contains the wildness and vitality of the grassland. It can make the warrior's combat effectiveness instantly soar and become more brave.

The barbarians on the grassland have the Temple of the Ancestors. According to legend, the bravest warriors from each tribe of the barbarians have the opportunity to enter the deepest part of the temple after going through various tests.

There was a flash of confusion in the soldier's eyes, and then he became determined: "I feel the power of my ancestors, and it flows in my blood, making me stronger."

At the same time, he is also reflecting on his own fighting style and thinking about how to absorb and integrate the advantages of barbarian warriors while maintaining his own style.

He could deal with three, but if ten came, even he would have to avoid the edge temporarily.

The air is filled with the thick smell of incense and the fresh breath of the grassland.

There, they will communicate with the souls of their ancestors through an ancient and mysterious ritual, thereby gaining a mysterious power called "the power of the ancestors."

The old man stepped forward, helped the soldier up, and asked softly: "What did you feel?"

He knows that only by understanding his opponent deeply can he gain an advantage in battle.

"What's going on?" someone asked in horror.

Fang Yue had heard of this legend before, but he didn't really feel the horror of this power until he fought against the barbarian warriors today.

He believes that through continuous learning and practice, he will be more capable in future battles.

He began to chant ancient spells in the language of the barbarians. His voice was low and powerful, as if he could communicate with heaven and earth.

Fang Yue frowned. He recalled the confrontation with the barbarian warriors. The strength and speed that were different from ordinary people were indeed not something that could be achieved through ordinary training.

Their power seemed to have a kind of violence and primitiveness that did not belong to humans, which reminded him of some ancient and mysterious method of borrowing power.

Immediately, he pointed the scepter at a young barbarian warrior. This warrior is the bravest selected from the tribe. He will have the opportunity to obtain the "power of the ancestors".

But at this moment, this barbarian warrior who had just gained strength suddenly felt as if his body was filled with a powerful force. His muscles swelled instantly, and there seemed to be a huge force swimming under his skin.

The old man held a long scepter, the head of which was inlaid with a bright gemstone, which shone mysteriously in the firelight.

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At the same time, deep in the barbarian grasslands, a solemn and mysterious ceremony was taking place in the Jingyuan Temple.

Every move and style was replayed in his mind like a movie.

When night fell and the stars were shining brightly, Fang Yue ended his memories and simulations.

His eyes became red, as if there were fire burning in them, and a wild aura emanated from him.

The chaotic thoughts in his heart gradually subsided, and Fang Yue felt as if he was integrated with the battle.

He recalled the fighting style of those barbarian warriors, and the wild and direct power left a deep impression on him.

Suddenly, his body trembled violently, and then he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

Although their moves look simple, they are full of wildness and power. Every attack seems to knock people down instantly.

The soldier closed his eyes tightly and his whole body tensed up, as if he was experiencing tremendous pain and struggle.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, signaling the end of the ceremony.

"If their power is really borrowed, then what is the source of this power? The so-called power of the ancestors?"

The surrounding barbarian warriors looked at this scene in astonishment, and the old man also showed a surprised look.

In the center of the temple's main hall, a huge brazier burned blazingly, and the firelight reflected on the surrounding rough stone walls, forming jumping shadows.

A group of barbarian warriors sat around the fire pot. Their faces were painted with various patterns and they were dressed in costumes made of animal skins. They looked wild and mysterious.

He began to simulate another confrontation with the barbarian warriors, imagining how he would use the newly learned skills and strategies in battle.

As time passed, Fang felt that his understanding of this battle was getting deeper and deeper.

At the climax of the ceremony, the old man suddenly raised his scepter high and shouted the name of his ancestor loudly.

Although this kind of power is not as good as that of warriors of the same level, if the number is large enough, it can be enough to change the situation of the battle!

"This is the Savage Warrior," answered another.

The soldier suddenly let out a roar that shook the surrounding area, like the roar of a wild beast.

He stood up suddenly, his body much taller than before, like a hill.

His skin became as hard as stone, and his muscles bulged like iron.

At this moment, the mutated warrior had completely lost his mind. He looked around and waved his arms wildly, as if he wanted to destroy everything around him.

His strength is extremely powerful, and every swing can create deep cracks in the stone wall.

The old man made a quick decision and ordered loudly: "Quick! Stop him and don't let him continue to destroy the temple!"

The barbarians seemed to have been prepared for this situation. The surrounding barbarian warriors immediately stepped forward and easily subdued the mutated barbarian warrior.

Next, similar things happened dozens more times.

"Artu, when it comes out, you will send these wild warriors to the army. Although they have lost their minds, they are more powerful and can be used to attack the city!"

"Yes, High Priest!" The barbarian warrior named Atu responded respectfully.

Early the next morning, the sun shone on the grassland, and the dewdrops shone on the grass tips, like bright pearls.

Artu led those mutated wild warriors on the journey to the army.

Their figures moved quickly on the grassland, like an invincible army, exuding a powerful aura.

Although these wild warriors have lost their minds, their strength and speed have reached an unprecedented height.

At the army camp, the generals saw these barbaric warriors and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

They had never seen such a powerful warrior, as if he was a devil coming out of hell. "These are the barbaric warriors?" a general asked doubtfully.

"Yes, although they have lost their minds, they are more powerful. We can use them to attack the city and break the enemy's defense line." Artu explained.

The generals nodded and began to discuss how to use these wild warriors to formulate tactics.

They know that this will be an unprecedented battle, but with these powerful warriors, their confidence is doubled.

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In a small city a thousand miles away from Stone City, in a dark secret room,
Several figures sat together, their faces full of displeasure and impatience.

"These barbarians are really rubbish. I gave them the news, and you can't do anything with Fang Yue. They are really rubbish!" One of the three dragon heads of the Blood Dragon Platform, the Red Flame Dragon King, slammed the table and said angrily.

"Indeed, we thought we could easily take over this small town by cooperating with the barbarians, but we didn't expect them to be so vulnerable."

Bloody Shadow, the vice-leader of the Shadow Society, sneered and echoed, "It seems that we need to re-evaluate our cooperation with the barbarians."

"What's the use of talking about this now? The key is to find a way to solve Fang Yue's trouble."

The third unidentified woman, shrouded in shadow, said thoughtfully, "He has repeatedly ruined our plans and has become a major problem for us."

"That's right, we must find a way to get rid of Fang Yue."

The Red Blood Dragon King nodded, a fierce light flashing in his eyes, "We can't let him continue to be arrogant."

There was a brief silence in the secret room, except for the sound of heavy breathing and the occasional low-pitched discussion.

Half an hour passed.

"Actually, we don't necessarily need to do it ourselves to deal with Fang Yue." The woman in the shadow suddenly said softly.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Red Flame Dragon King and Xueying looked at her at the same time.

"You have forgotten that although Fang Yue is our enemy, he is also the enemy of the King of Han." The woman said slowly, "Why don't we use the help of the King of Han to get rid of Fang Yue?"

The Red Flame Dragon King and Xueying looked at each other, with a glimmer of light flashing in their eyes.

"Continue." The Red Flame Dragon King signaled.

"We can exaggerate Fang Yue's threat."

The woman continued, "If the King of Han wants to do something big, he will definitely take action without hesitation."

"In this way, we can not only get rid of Fang Yue with the help of the King of Han, but also avoid direct conflict with us."

Blood Shadow added, "This is a good plan!"

"Then it's settled!" The Red Flame Dragon King slapped the table and made a decision, "Immediately arrange for someone to reveal the news to King Han and let him take action as soon as possible! As long as he kills Fang Yue, then we will provide him with some help "

As the order from the Red Flame Dragon King was issued, the people in the secret room quickly took action.

They knew that as long as they could successfully get rid of Fang Yue, it would be nothing to pay a small price.

However, what they didn't expect was that Fang Yue was no ordinary person. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, he is also extremely resourceful.

It is not easy to get rid of him.

At the same time, in the palace of the King of Han, the King of Han was sitting in his study and meditating.

A solemn look flashed across his face, as if he was thinking about something important.

At this moment, a guard hurriedly walked in and handed a piece of information to King Han.

King Han opened the information and looked at it with a thoughtful expression on his face.

But immediately, a look of ridicule appeared on his face: "Blood Dragon Terrace and Shadow Society, these two rebels actually made this alienation scheme so unsightly."

The King of Han put the information on the table, stood up and walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the moonlight outside the window, with many thoughts in his heart.

Naturally, he would not be fooled by the clumsy strategies of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society.

This intelligence was obviously exaggerating Fang Yue's threat and trying to lure him into dealing with Fang Yue.

However, the King of Han was not easily fooled, and he knew the true purpose of these two organizations.

"Hmph, you want to use my hand to get rid of Fang Yue. It's a good plan." The King of Han sneered and said to himself.

"Come here!" King Han shouted loudly.

A guard immediately came in and stood respectfully in front of the King of Han.

"Go and bring this letter to Fang Jianjun." The King of Han ordered in a deep voice.

The guard took the letter and left.

King Han returned to his desk and continued to ponder his future plans.

He knew that Fang Yue was a rare talent. If he could win him into his camp, it would be a big help.

Not long after, Fang Yue received a letter from someone sent by the King of Han.

He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read it carefully.

This letter was written by Xuelongtai to the King of Han. Naturally, he wanted to cooperate with the King of Han and use the King of Han's hand to deal with Fang Yue.

However, now, this letter is in Fang Yue's hands.

After Fang Yue read the letter, he couldn't help but smile.

He did not expect that the King of Han would tell him the news so frankly, nor did he expect that the King of Han would directly forward the letter from the Blood Dragon Platform to him.

"The King of Han's move not only made me aware of the conspiracy of the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society, but also made clear his position and attitude."

"So, next, let's see if the people of the Shadow Society will fall into the trap at the Blood Dragon Platform!"

Fang Yue smiled slightly, put the letter on the table, stood up and walked to the window, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking into the distance.

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The next morning, the sun shone on the city wall, and the barbarian warriors came like a tide. They waved their weapons and made deafening shouts.

But at this time, Fang Yue, as the supervisor, did not appear on the city.

He came to a remote courtyard in Stone City.

People from the Blood Dragon Platform and the Shadow Society are hiding here!

"Surround the yard for me and don't let a fly go!" Fang Yue ordered coldly.

The elite soldiers acted quickly and surrounded the entire courtyard to ensure that no one could escape.

Fang Yue opened the door and strode into the courtyard.

I saw only a few people standing in the courtyard. They looked surprised and suspicious. It was obvious that they did not expect that someone would suddenly break in.

"Who are you? How dare you break into a private house without permission!" one of them shouted in a stern tone.

Fang Yue smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "The Blood Dragon Terrace and the Shadow Society are really famous. However, here, you are just a bunch of rats hiding their heads and showing their tails!"

When those people heard this, their expressions changed drastically.

They looked at each other and suddenly launched an attack, trying to break out.

(End of this chapter)