Chapter 33 Big training

The female official stood by, her expression becoming more respectful.

She looked at the peerless beauty and majestic empress and suddenly felt humble and insignificant, as if she were a sparrow standing next to a phoenix, dull and dim.

"I must follow the Empress and go to the upper realm"

The female official shouted in her heart and set her life goals.

As the most trusted person around the empress, she naturally knew about the upper realm and knew what it meant. It was a fortune that could change one's life.

As long as one can enter the upper realm, it is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.

Besides.

The female official also knew many secrets of the empress, including the real reason for the Qin family's demise.

In the eyes of the world, the Qin family was so successful that the empress set a trap and killed them in order to strengthen her power.

Actually it is not.

Although the Qin family is strong and has made outstanding achievements, they are still unable to shake the ruling position of the royal family.

The most fundamental reason lies in Qin Qian.

This person is truly an extraordinary person. At the age of only fifteen, he has already broken through the Xuandan realm.

With such a terrifying talent, it is very likely that he will be chosen by the forces above.

This
This is exactly what the empress cannot tolerate.

She would never allow the Qingjie to have a second genius chosen by the higher-ups. Anyone who dared to show up would have to die.

Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them!
Martial arts battles have always been so cruel.

the first!

To have better development.

At this time, the female official suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, should we send someone to arrest the Qin family mother and daughter?"

"Need not!"

Wu Wan said calmly: "As for the mother and daughter of the Qin family, I still have great use for them. I can just send someone to monitor them."

"As ordered!"

The female official lowered her eyebrows and saluted.

Northern Territory.

Prince Liang's Palace.

Qin Qian was sitting cross-legged in the secret room, seizing the time to practice.

He closed his eyes slightly and slowly practiced the "Heavenly Emperor Secret", mobilizing the ninth level of luck power in his body, converting it into majestic spiritual energy, which flowed into his dantian along his limbs and meridians.

boom!
Not long after.

An extremely terrifying aura burst out from Qin Qian's body.

The peak of the divine infant!

After absorbing the power of ninth-level luck, Qin Qian successfully broke through the third small realm, advancing from the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm to the peak.

"So strong!"

Qin Qian opened his eyes and grinned.

The ninth level of luck allowed him to break through to the peak of the Divine Infant Realm.

Next, once he possesses red-level luck, he will be able to successfully break through the realm of all laws.

I have to say, it is very easy to practice using the power of luck.

"The person who created the 'Emperor Art' is truly a god!"

Qin Qian couldn't help but sigh.

He adjusted himself to the surging power in his body for a while, then flipped his right hand and took out a martial arts book.

This is a sword technique.

"Heavenly Sword Art"!
In the following time, Qin Qian practiced the Heavenly Sword Art in the secret room. Countless sword lights flashed, and from time to time, sharp sword sounds were emitted, echoing over a ten-mile radius.

"kill!"

At the foot of the mountain, soldiers are training on the battlefield.

Inside the military camp, Xiang Yu stood on the platform, holding a long whip, looking down from above, and had a panoramic view of the 30,000 soldiers training on the parade ground.

His eyes were sharp, and if he saw anyone slacking off, he would raise his hand and whip them hard.

"I remember everything!"

Xiang Yu waved his whip and said coldly: "Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war." "Whoever can't hold on can quit now."

"But if you stay, you will train hard for me. Those who perform well will be assigned to the Sharp Knife Battalion and taught powerful skills!"

As soon as these words came out.

The eyes of many exhausted soldiers lit up, and they began to train desperately as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

On the road of martial arts, besides talent, what is the most important thing?
no doubt.

It must be a high-level technique.

Kung Fu!

It is the key to success.

They also desire success and dream of becoming powerful. They didn’t have the opportunity before, but now the opportunity is right in front of them. How can they let such a rare opportunity slip away?
"Kill, kill, kill!"

The roar was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

The soldiers brandished their weapons, practiced their martial arts madly, exuding iron-blooded murderous aura as they angrily struck the sky.

Above their heads, blood flashed.

The void continues to twist.

Faintly, one can see a blood-red spear, which is a thousand feet long and covered with countless mysterious divine patterns, revealing an unparalleled sharpness that can tear everything apart.

Behind the spear, there stood an almost transparent figure of a general, extremely majestic, with the sky above his head and everything under his feet. Every move he made exuded the power to destroy the world.

Overlord Military Soul!

However, since the army is too weak, it is currently unable to condense into a complete form and can only condense into the Overlord Spear.

Even so, this spear is more powerful than any other military spirit in the world.

The other side of the mountain.

The air is hot.

Clusters of flames were suspended in the air, emitting terrifyingly high temperatures that almost ignited the void.

Through the myriad of flames, you can see Hua Mulan standing in the air. Under her stand 30,000 elite soldiers, forming seven square formations, revealing a hint of mysterious power.

"Set up the formation!"

Hua Mulan drew the sword from her waist and gave a loud order.

boom!
Thirty thousand soldiers moved at the command, they raised their weapons high, flames flickered around them, and beams of spiritual light burst out, merging with each other to form seven huge fireballs, which rose slowly into the sky and hung in the south.

Seven stars are shining, they belong to fire, and their color is red, so
"cry--"

suddenly.

A clear, loud and melodious bird song sounded.

Immediately, the seven stars shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding sky and earth in a fiery red color. Then, a divine bird flew out, its body covered in fire that never went out, revealing abundant vitality and destructive power.

Suzaku!

The Suzaku Military Soul, one of the four innate sacred beasts!

Mulan's body shook, and she merged with the Suzaku Army Soul, standing above the world.

At this moment, her strength increased by leaps and bounds, becoming more than ten times stronger.

Gravedigger.

Headquarters.

This is a completely pitch-black palace with closed doors and windows, making it look extremely mysterious.

In a certain hall, there was a man sitting cross-legged in a pitch-black brocade robe. Various magic patterns were embroidered on his clothes. He was like a black hole, swallowing up all the light around him.

In his hand, he was holding an ancient book, reading it with great interest.

At this time, a figure covered in black robes walked in, bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, I have information from the Great Zhou and the Barbarians!"

"Read!"

Jia Xu put down the ancient book and said calmly.

"In the ninth month of the sixth year of Tianlong, the Great Zhou awakened the three Saint Realm ancestors, and an army of 300,000 soldiers, led by the mighty General Huang Chenghan, marched northward!"

The man in black robe took out a piece of information, and after reading it, he took out another piece of information and continued reading: "The barbarians awakened all the ancestors and retreating masters, recruited all the masters of the tribe, and formed an army of 500,000."

After hearing this, Jia Xu said nothing, but just waved his hand gently.

The man in black robe saluted and retreated quietly.

After he left, the light in the hall became even dimmer. Jia Xu slowly stood up, his long hair moving without wind, and whispered to himself: "Six saints and 800,000 troops, if they were all lost in the North Territory."

(End of this chapter)