Chapitre 135

Lin Yang's strength inflated like a balloon. However, it only reached the peak of the fourth tier. Any more, and his luck wouldn't allow it to continue.

After all, this is only Lujiang County, not the capital. Even if all the fortune of Lujiang were gathered here, it would only amount to so much.

At the same time, with the enhancement of the dragon's energy, the broken sword in Lin Yang's hand also quickly lit up.

It began to vibrate involuntarily, emitting a buzzing sound, and then, as if it had awakened, it greedily devoured the dragon energy on Lin Yang's body.

This sword was originally the sword of the Zhou Dynasty emperor in ancient times, and its original grade was naturally sixth rank. However, as the saying goes, without becoming an innate spiritual treasure, it will ultimately be no match for the passage of time.

Now, its grade has fallen to the low-grade fourth rank of magic weapon. With the dragon energy surrounding him, it is perfectly suited for Lin Yang to use.

Only those deities whose lineage has lasted for tens or hundreds of thousands of years could afford to produce such wealth; that truly demonstrates immense wealth and power.

"Fengxiao, the battlefield is in your hands now. Try your best to win a brilliant victory. You should know that quite a few people are watching us right now," Lin Yang said with a sneer.

Needless to say, the major clans of Jiangdong, such as the Huang, Pang, and Cai families of Jingzhou, are probably secretly watching the battle from some inconspicuous hilltop. Even the powerful figures in the capital might have spies recording the scene.

Therefore, Lin Yang decided to demonstrate some strength and flex his muscles to dispel those people's inappropriate thoughts.

Then, Lin Yang ascended to the sky. He truly ascended, flying directly into the heavens to engage in a fierce battle with Zhong Shanjun. This time, fighting three against one, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Zhong Shanjun was destined for defeat.

Looking up at Lin Yang's retreating figure, Guo Jia smiled and then said, "Little Zhou Yu, what do you think we should do now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu glanced at the more than two thousand tiger demons who had already retreated to the mountain, and then smiled and said, "Now, those tiger demons have been quick to react and have already hidden up the mountain. If we launch a full-scale attack, regardless of whether we can take it down, the losses will definitely be considerable."

Upon hearing this, Guo Jia nodded. Indeed, a direct assault would certainly be able to take it. However, the losses would be considerable.

If a thousand or eight hundred die here, what will happen when they reach Jiangdong? These five thousand veterans were the foundation of the entire Wu kingdom in its early stages. Ideally, none of them should die.

"So, why don't we set it on fire?" Zhou Yu said, his face flushed and a little excited.

"We are government troops, and they are bandits. What are government troops for? Isn't it to kill and burn openly and honestly? So, let's set fire to it. Let's just burn down the entire mountain. As for the karma generated by burning down this mountain, it's not a problem at all in front of the imperial court," Zhou Yu said excitedly.

Seeing this, Guo Jia was even more delighted. His lord truly had excellent taste! At first, he had thought his lord had a penchant for boys and that's why he kept this person by his side. After all, what kind of nobleman wouldn't have some unusual or eccentric behavior?

Looking back now, I realize I was mistaken again. He truly is a talented individual, possessing such insight at such a young age. With proper nurturing, he might become another Gan Luo who became prime minister at the age of twelve.

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Chapter Twenty: Suppression

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With a deafening roar, a specially made, enlarged shell flew out, heading towards the mountainside and then towards the summit.

As soon as it landed on the mountain, it exploded, turning everything within a radius of several dozen feet into dust.

Then, a plume of black smoke rose from the ground. It wasn't just an explosion; it also caught fire.

"Wow, what a huge fire! It seems these cannonballs are specially made. Ordinary crystal cannons wouldn't have this effect," Zhou Yu exclaimed in surprise, looking at the distant fire.

“Of course, ordinary shells only contain spirit stone powder. But these shells are specially made, specifically for combustion, and can be called incendiary shells,” Guo Jia said with a smile.

"Next, let's attack this place. Judging from the terrain, it's windy here and easily flammable. Besides, this place..."

Looking at Zhou Yu listing his reasons one by one, Guo Jia smiled and said, "Alright, from now on you will command these cannons. You can say where to fire and we'll fire there."

"Great!" Zhou Yu said happily. After all, he was still just a child, only eight or nine years old this year. If he were older, he probably wouldn't have agreed so easily.

Meanwhile, the battle in the sky had already reached a fever pitch. The probing between the two sides had ended.

At this moment, all sorts of deadly moves were unleashed. Even Lin Yang suffered some minor injuries.

"Hahaha, Lu Kang, Lu Ji, and Lin Yang, you can't do anything to me. I've cultivated for a thousand years, absorbing countless essences of the sun and moon. My combat experience is incredibly rich. As for the three of you, you'll be in your next life!" Zhong Shanjun laughed arrogantly.

At this moment, he had a clear sword wound in his abdomen, inflicted by Lin Yang. Drops of blood were still trickling from it.

However, considering his enormous size, it's estimated that even if he bled for three days and three nights, there might not be any major problems.

"Phew, this is just a tiger demon, yet it's already so thick-skinned and resilient. It's truly unexpected," Lin Yang muttered to himself, looking at Zhong Shanjun's figure.

It wasn't that Lin Yang and the others weren't strong enough; it was just that Zhong Shan Jun's advantage as a tiger was too great. Even though he was fighting three against one, and even though his injuries seemed to be very serious, Lin Yang suspected that if things continued like this, Zhong Shan Jun could fight for at least another three days and three nights.

Just like an untrained ordinary person facing a wild tiger, in a bare-handed situation, it's safe to say that they have almost no chance of winning.

Moreover, the earlier the game begins, the greater the advantage of the monsters. And Zhongshan Jun is clearly of extraordinary breed; even if he isn't a divine beast, he's probably not far off.

At the fourth tier, a stage that's neither high nor low, Zhongshan Jun still has a significant advantage.

However, Lu Kang has already used up a considerable amount of his magical power since the beginning.

Lu Ji was in the same boat, and Lin Yang was in an even worse situation, since the dragon energy possession had a time limit.

"Gongji, take out your Hun Tian Tu and forcefully suppress him for a moment. Give me a moment to buy him time, and I'll take him down." Looking at Zhong Shanjun, who was still full of energy despite being seriously injured, Lin Yang whispered.

At the same time, the Emperor's Sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light, like a meteor, and struck towards Zhongshan Jun.

Then, Lin Yang landed directly on the ground and shouted, "Soldiers, lend me a hand!"

With Lin Yang's command, the five hundred Imperial Guards who had been playing a supporting role all along made their move.

The order had barely been given when all five hundred men attacked simultaneously. A powerful force, originating from the same source, was directly transmitted to Lin Yang.

At the same time, an incredibly small, golden pagoda appeared. It must be said that while Lin Yang may still have relatively weak connections, he is truly powerful when it comes to magical artifacts.

Like this small tower, it was once a sixth-tier magic weapon. Now, it has fallen to the fourth tier.

As for its function, it was specifically used to suppress evil spirits. Moreover, Lin Yang gave this pagoda a fine name: the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

When the Celestial Diagram, the Emperor's Sword, and the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda appeared together, Zhongshan Jun's fate was already sealed.

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