From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 100: Less Zhu Rong, useless; hard work in cultivation (please subscribe~)

Just this delay, Wu Fengdeng had already leaped into the air and stabbed down with his spear!

"No!"

Shao Zhurong screamed miserably and quickly used the remaining flames to block in front of him.

Ding!
When the two came into contact, strong winds mixed with flames spread out in circles, causing the people watching around to retreat even more.

Looking at Wu Fengdeng standing in the flames with murderous eyes, Lu Yao, who was nearby, felt a chill in his heart and stood there in a daze.

So... he is so strong...

Even Zhu Rong, the young master of the Yin-Yang family, was no match for him and was about to die, let alone himself?
She couldn't help but think of her arrogance towards him in the past two days, and she felt a chill down her spine. She was still frightened and knew deeply how kind he was to push her out that day.

"This is... genius."

Lu Yao's heart was strangely touched, and she stared at it intently. Cheng Jiao beside her was also stunned like her, unable to believe it.

"Wu Fengdeng, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

The panic was obvious on his charred face, and Shao Zhurong was so anxious that he almost cried.

bass!
bass!
But all he got in response was the ever-declining gunpoint, which was like a warship breaking through the ice, destroying his hopes bit by bit.

"Unless you die, I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Wu Fengdeng said coldly that he would certainly not let go of this fire element disciple who just happened to restrain Jiang Qiyu. Keeping him would only be a big trouble in the future.

Immediately, the energy and blood rushed to the peak, and the force became heavier.

"No, no, no!"

Under the threat of death, Shao Zhurong did not hesitate at all and directly used all the energy, blood and fire in his body, even if it would greatly damage his foundation.

Even if my cultivation is completely wasted, it is better than losing my life here.

And it really worked. After exhausting all his resources and damaging his foundation excessively, Wu Fengdeng was finally bounced back.

"withdraw!"

Shao Rushou nearby shouted loudly, and then he picked up Shao Zhurong and fled far away. The remaining few gold-type disciples had to flee in panic, no longer having the arrogance that showed them superior to everyone else.

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Wu Fengdeng took a deep breath. He felt a little regretful for not being able to kill Shao Zhurong, but he could barely accept it. Even if he saved his life, his foundation was damaged and he would not achieve anything in the future, and would be like a useless person.

Seeing that it was over, the people around did not dare to stay any longer and dispersed one after another, but the eyes they looked at Wu Fengdeng were more or less awe-inspiring.

This young-looking fellow actually has such terrifying fighting power. It is rare in the world!
……

Half an hour later, we arrived at Yongzhou Zhaixing Valley.

It stretches for thousands of meters from east to west, crisscrossing and winding. It is a dark blue color, dotted with dots of light, like a Milky Way embedded in the earth.

If you look closer, you can see that it is actually a whole long house, made of unique materials and exquisite craftsmanship, perfectly embedded in the canyon.

The main family of the Yin-Yang School is Buxing Pavilion.

The west side, near the middle room, is vast and empty, mostly shrouded in darkness, with only one flame suspended in the air, emitting light within a hundred meters.

"...Big, that's probably it. Young Zhurong underestimated his enemy, so Wu Fengdeng got away with it."

Shao Rushou knelt on the ground, silent as a mouse, while Shao Zhurong beside him was unconscious and seriously injured.

In front of them, there were two high platforms, on which were two people, a man and a woman, sitting in different postures.

"Young Xuanming died a few days ago, and Young Zhurong was crippled today. I am really worried about the quality of your generation of young gods."

The one who spoke was the red-haired woman, who was about forty years old, but looked as delicate and beautiful as a young woman in her early twenties. She was only wearing two pieces of white silk, the upper body was like a wrap, and the lower body was a slanted skirt that was slit to the thigh. Her legs were breathtakingly long and she was very charming.

But even with such a beauty, Shao Rushou didn't even have the courage to take a look at her. He knelt on the ground and trembled.

Nüba continued in a lazy voice, "Just refine it again. If you are so unsuccessful, it will only bring shame to our Yin-Yang family if you leave it outside."

Upon hearing this, Shao Rushou became even more panicked. The remaining Yun Zhongjun, who was wearing a wide robe with floating clouds, said with a gloomy face: "Master Taiyi asked us to maintain the status quo before he went into seclusion. It is not appropriate to make any big moves. The matter of recasting the young god will be discussed later. What we need to do now is to get rid of Wu Fengdeng."

“In the past, we were overly concerned about Jiang Qiyu and neglected Wu Fengdeng beside him. However, from what we can see now, he does not have any miracle resources, but he has been able to grow to this day, causing one death and one injury to the two young gods of the Yin-Yang family. It can be seen that this boy is not an ordinary person and must not be kept!”

The incident with the hibiscus bark had caused them to focus too much of their younger resources on Jiang Qiyu, and completely ignore Wu Nai.

But no one expected that not only was Jiang Qiyu well protected by Yisu and impossible to attack, but Wu Fengdeng's growth rate was also so amazing that they could no longer ignore him.

Since Jiang can't move now, let's focus on Wu.

Nüba nodded her chin and said slowly, "That makes sense. Alas, if that ugly mountain ghost hadn't overestimated his own abilities and gone looking for Re Yisu, this little thing would have been the most appropriate thing to be handed over to him. Unfortunately, he ended up dead."

"so……"

"So you just go for a trip."

Yun Zhongjun had a blank expression on his face and a cold look in his eyes: "The Lord of the East and the Lord of the Xiang are making plans in the State of Chu. The two Sima are missing, and He Bo is obsessed with women all day long. Now only you and I can go out."

"Humph, He Bo will die in a woman's belly sooner or later."

Nüba snorted reluctantly.

"Stop complaining. I observed the sky last night and found that there might be a war in Qin in July. That will be your chance to take action. Remember, don't let Ying Zheng know. We have to lie low for a while."

"I know. I'm not a twenty-year-old kid."

Nüba stood up lazily, revealing her blood-pumping hot body, but she didn't care at all, her eyes only stayed on Shao Rushou and the other person below.

"waste."

She simply uttered two words, and the young Zhu Rong suddenly flew out and was thrown directly into the ball of fire behind him by an invisible force.

zizizi~~
The sound of flesh burning was very obvious in the empty room, making Shao Rushou even more frightened.

"get out."

……

in the courtyard.

Qingdai carefully applied the ointment on Wu Fengdeng's back, with beads of sweat already oozing out of his forehead.

"Oh my God, young master, you have only recovered for a short time, and now you have so many wounds. Fortunately, they are just superficial injuries, not a big deal."

Skin injuries...

Wu Fengdeng smiled bitterly and raised his arms which were still a little sore and stinging, still feeling a lingering fear.

The first time he used the [Thunderbolt Style], the violent recoil force almost shattered his bones. If Jiang Qiyu hadn't used the wood element to heal his injuries in time, his arms would have taken three to five days to recover from that one attack.

"It is powerful, but also very dangerous. It should not be used unless absolutely necessary."

Wu Fengdeng murmured in his heart, then put on his clothes, stretched his arms, asked Qingdai to prepare some midnight snacks, and then began to practice.

After this battle tonight, he gained a lot and understood more clearly the terrifying background of the Yin-Yang Family.

Shao Zhurong, who is of the fire attribute, alone has such abilities, not to mention geniuses of other attributes, and those hidden masters who are high above and are called "gods".

It was like a giant beast crawling in the darkness. The torch could only illuminate a few of its claws and fur. Its body hidden in the darkness was too huge!
Fighting against such a behemoth, Wu Fengdeng felt more and more dangerous. In addition, the hexagram that Jiang Qiyu had just told him made him even more solemn and eager to improve his strength in order to deal with various difficulties.

Wu Fengdeng did not feel tired tonight. He became more energetic the more he practiced. It was not until the next morning when Qingdai rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up that he finished practicing. His Qi and blood had improved. In the next half month, he spent almost all his time practicing and training. He only met Jiang Qiyu for a walk a few times. If he was really tired, he would hug Qingdai to relax and rest.

The next day you will be full of energy again and can maintain this abundant energy for three to five days.

Despite this almost self-abuse work, his energy and blood have made great progress. Preliminary estimates show that it is more than twice as much as before, which is quite a rapid improvement.

At the end of June, Wu Fengdeng was summoned to the palace.

"Kings."

In Yingtian Hall, Wu Fengdeng bowed and saluted with a loud voice.

Now that Ying Zheng has officially ascended the throne as King of Qin, there is a distinction between the monarch and his subjects, and the proper etiquette must still be observed.

However, although he was wearing a royal robe, he was still as casual and friendly as before, and asked someone to bring a chair to sit opposite him.

"Brother Wu, how are you doing in the Fire Armor Army?"

"It's pretty good. This is my first time leading so many soldiers. We have gotten to know them in the past half month."

After Wu Fengdeng finished speaking, he picked up the bronze wine cup and drank it all with him.

Ying Zheng took off the crown on his head and said with a smile: "General Wang Jian's subordinates have always had the strictest military discipline. I hope you can adapt to it."

"I heard that recently Prime Minister Lu wants to marry his second daughter, Lu Yao, to you?"

Wu Fengdeng nodded and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, Lu Yao is arrogant and domineering, I don't like him at all, so if the king wants to match them up, forget it."

"She's been spoiled a bit. Back in Zhao State, she was a notorious troublemaker."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your marriage. People who achieve great things will never be obsessed with love affairs."

"Ah."

When talking about Lü Buwei, Wu Fengdeng suddenly remembered something and changed the subject, "By the way, has Prime Minister Lü recommended any retainers to you recently?"

Ying Zheng looked a little suspicious: "How do you know?"

"He did recommend a few swordsman retainers to me a few days ago, and I was thinking of arranging them as palace guards."

"Is there anyone called Lao Ai among them?"

"Lao Ai...it seems that this person really existed."

Wu Fengdeng took a deep breath, put down the wine glass he had just picked up, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this Lao Ai must not be used, and you'd better be cautious about using the retainers recommended by Prime Minister Lu."

If one Lao Ai doesn't work, Lu Buwei will definitely find ways to recommend more Lao Ai. Sometimes this name is just a code name.

The real trouble is him.

Seeing Wu Fengdeng's serious look, Ying Zheng instantly noticed something based on his understanding of him.

"what do you mean?"

"I don't know how to explain it. If you believe me, don't use it. I will find a chance to get rid of him."

How could Wu Fengdeng explain it? Was he going to say that he had an affair with your mother?
"So you have a grudge against him?"

"...So be it."

"Okay, since Brother Wu is disgusted by him, I won't use him. As for the retainers recommended by Prime Minister Lu, I will also consider them carefully as you said."

Out of trust in Wu Fengdeng, Ying Zheng did not ask any further questions and agreed readily.

Because he knew that Wu Fengdeng was not the kind of person who would take revenge for personal gain, that could only mean that there was something wrong with Lao Ai.

After three rounds of drinks, Ying Zheng ordered people to bring a maroon square wooden box, about half a person's height, which looked simple yet extraordinary.

Because Wu Fengdeng couldn't find any gaps at all, it was like a whole piece of wood.

"You are good at using spears and longbows, but it is inconvenient to carry them. I asked the Gongshu family to make this mechanism box."

Ying Zheng pressed one of the corners, and the entire wooden box quickly unfolded, with a total of three layers.

The top layer has no special structure and is only used to hold miscellaneous items.

The second layer is where the bow is placed. There are dozens of thin wood put together. Wu Fengdeng couldn't understand the structure, but he felt that it was somewhat similar to a gear.

The third layer is where arrows are stored. It adopts the unified specifications of Qin State arrows and has a total of thirty slots.

In addition, there is a groove on the back of the wooden box, which is used to place the red glass gun.

"The opportunities on the battlefield change rapidly, and the more convenient way of attacking can often gain the upper hand, and even determine victory or defeat, life or death."

As Ying Zheng spoke, he tapped the side of the wooden box twice.

click!
Suddenly there was a strange sound, and the closed wooden box retracted instantly. The longbow placed in it popped out and fell in front of the wooden box, and the arrows on the third layer were also within reach.

"Brother Wu, give it a try."

Wu Fengdeng looked at it with a little astonishment. He didn't expect to see such "high-tech" things here, and he was ready to try it out.

"it is good!"

He put the wooden box on his back and learned to tap it twice from the side.

The thousand-jin strong bow popped out with a bang and fell accurately into Wu Fengdeng's hands. In the blink of an eye, the arrow was already on the bow and the bow was pulled to a full moon.

This only takes a blink of an eye. If it were a life-and-death duel, this speed would definitely be enough.

It just made up for the defect that Wu Fengdeng's longbow and spear were not well matched, which made him in a good mood.

The arrow pointed to the waning moon in the night sky, and a slight curve appeared on Wu Fengdeng's lips.

Whoosh!
Arrows shot into the sky!

It pierced through the waning moon with a shrieking sound, then leaned down and pierced the heart of a Korean army commander while spinning at high speed.

Boom~
The beacon fire lit up the entire battlefield.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The iron hooves splashed mud on the scorched earth, and the black torrent slammed heavily on the city walls, shaking the earth and the sky in an instant.

This is a small town a hundred miles away from Nanyang County in South Korea. It is called Qingquan and is located on the high Gobi Desert. There are about 200,000 people in the city, which is considered a large small town.

The Qin cavalry will attack from here!

In front of the west city gate, the eight thousand jin siege hammer cast by the Baijiying struck the city gate again and again. The terrifying force made the city gate shake, and the gap in the middle became bigger and bigger.

Seeing this, Wu Fengdeng pulled the reins suddenly and swung his spear in the air.

"Chen Camp, follow me to charge!"

The war horses neighed long and violently rushed out, and the killing sounds of the Chen Camp under his command shook the sky, like a sharp blade piercing into the city gate.

Bang!
Wood chips were flying all over the sky. Nearly a hundred Korean soldiers in the inner gate showed fear on their faces. All they could see was the young man in red armor riding his horse into the air. His fierce look made the surroundings instantly chilly.

(End of this chapter)