Chapter 44 General Jing Yuan's strategies are flawless! Yanqing's swordsmanship is unparalleled!
Ning Fengzhi looked up at the sky, his usually refined face showing signs of disarray.
"The Six-Winged Angel is a god-level martial soul, the inheritance of the legendary angel god, yet it only ranks tenth."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his face full of disbelief.
"If I were Qian Renxue, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep. This ranking is too low. It's like they're trampling on the Spirit Hall's reputation."
This is a god-level martial soul! In the world of soul masters in Douluo Continent, it is the ceiling, the ultimate goal that countless people can only look up to.
But on that mysterious list, it was merely a gatekeeper.
Besides being shocked, the two also felt a strange sense of absurdity.
If even a six-winged angel can only rank tenth, then who exactly are the top nine?
Just as the two were questioning their existence, Yanqing, who was standing in the middle of the street, withdrew his gaze.
The boy gently flicked the longsword in his hand, producing a clear and melodious dragon's roar.
"A six-winged angel?"
Yanqing's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes gleamed with a competitive light.
"I've heard that angels have always been associated with holy swords, and those winged creatures are all skilled swordsmen. This six-winged angel must be no exception."
He glanced back at the disheveled Chen Xin, then looked towards the distant Jialing Pass.
"Perhaps this Qian Renxue is qualified to be my opponent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy turned and left decisively.
The battle here was over; the opponent was too weak, and he couldn't muster any interest in it.
Watching the boy's departing figure, Chen Xin's heart tightened suddenly. He endured the excruciating pain, took a step forward, and called out loudly:
"Please wait a moment, sir! May I ask your honorable name?"
Although he lost, and lost miserably, as a sword cultivator, Chen Xin accepted his defeat wholeheartedly. To be defeated by such sword intent was even an opportunity for him.
The boy paused slightly, but didn't turn around. He simply uttered two words:
"Yanqing."
The wind blew through the long street, and the boy's figure disappeared like a wisp of smoke at the end of the street in an instant.
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Yanqing..."
Ning Fengzhi repeated the name in a low voice, his brows furrowed.
"I've never heard of this person on the continent, and I don't know where this young man comes from. He's so young, yet he's so capable."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network spans the entire world, yet there has never been a single word about this young man. He seems to have sprung from a crack in a rock, astonishing everyone upon his arrival.
Chen Xin gazed intently in the direction where the boy had disappeared.
"His sword is too sharp!"
"That pure and ultimate sword intent, that indomitable spirit, the depth of the sword path—I'm afraid I'll have to spend my whole life pursuing it!"
The old man took a deep breath and imprinted the name deep into his mind.
"Yanqing? I'll remember you."
...
On the other side of Heaven Dou City, deep in the alleys.
Yanqing had just turned the corner when he saw those two familiar figures.
The pink-haired girl crossed her arms and frowned slightly, as if she had been waiting for a long time.
Beside her followed a timid little girl.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Fu Xuan glanced at Yanqing, her tone stern, but she was not truly angry.
Yanqing scratched his head and put the sword away.
"The swordsmen here are too weak, it's boring."
Fu Xuan shook her head helplessly and turned her gaze southward.
"Since we're not feeling energetic, let's go."
"According to the divination, the place we need to go is Jialing Pass, which is where the winds and clouds gather."
"Let's go, it's time to meet those so-called strongmen."
...
In the far north, everything is frozen solid.
The wind and snow continued to rage, but the area around the luxurious lounge chair was warm and cozy.
The Snow Empress's pure eyes remained fixed on the sky, unable to snap out of her reverie for a long time.
"A six-winged angel, a god-level martial soul, is only ranked tenth?"
As the leader of the three Heavenly Kings of the far north, she has lived for 700,000 years, witnessed countless human powerhouses, and heard the legends of the Spirit Hall.
That's a divine martial soul that represents the ultimate light!
The Ice Empress, standing to the side, also looked astonished, her mouth slightly agape.
"This is outrageous! If even a god-level martial soul can only rank tenth, then if the soul beasts of our far north were to transform into humans, even if they awakened their original martial souls, they probably wouldn't even be able to make it onto the list, right?"
After discussing it for a while, the two gradually calmed down.
The Ice Empress seemed to remember something and turned to look at the man who was resting with his eyes closed on the recliner.
"By the way, Brother Jing Yuan."
"Fu Xuan and the others have set off for Jialing Pass. Logically speaking, given their speed, they should be arriving soon, right? I wonder if they have arrived yet."
Jing Yuan lay comfortably in the rocking chair, enjoying the massage services from two stunningly beautiful women.
Hearing the Ice Empress's question, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and simply said:
"That guy Fu Xuan definitely won't go directly to Jialing Pass."
The Ice Empress paused in her actions, her face full of confusion.
"Why? Didn't the sky say that Jialing Pass was the battlefield? If we don't go there, where are we going?"
Jing Yuan changed his position to make the Snow Empress's massage more comfortable before slowly speaking:
"The journey from the far north to Jialing Pass is long, but along the way, you will pass through a city that is extremely famous in the human world."
"That is the Heaven Dou City that I mentioned before."
The Ice Empress blinked her large, bright green eyes, still puzzled.
"So what? Do I have to stop just because I'm passing by?"
Jing Yuan chuckled softly, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest.
"At present, the battle of Jialing Pass is fierce. Shrek Academy and the Spirit Empire are locked in a fierce battle with hundreds of thousands of troops facing each other. The daily consumption of food and equipment is astronomical."
"Although the Heaven Dou Empire is powerful, the supply line through Jialing Pass is long, and the front line must be short of food and equipment."
At this point, Jing Yuan opened his eyes, a glint of wisdom flashing in them.
"Since they are short of food, they will definitely send people to the rear to purchase and collect it."
"As the capital city, Heaven Dou City has the richest resources and is the best place to procure food."
"Fu Xuan is the kind of person who always consults the oracle. Since she's going to Jialing Pass to join in the fun, she must have figured this out, and then she'll definitely go to Heaven Dou City to intercept the goods or try her luck."
Jing Yuan's lips curled into a confident smile.
"Therefore, they will definitely stay in Heaven Dou City and it is impossible for them to reach Jialing Pass so quickly."
The Ice Empress and the Snow Empress exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.
How can one calculate things so clearly from thousands of miles away simply by making wild guesses?
This emperor is not only incredibly powerful, but his strategic thinking is also truly astonishing.
"Brother Jing Yuan, you're amazing!"
The Ice Empress couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her eyes filled with stars of adoration.
"You even predicted what would happen to them."
The Snow Empress nodded slightly, a hint of admiration appearing on her usually aloof face.
"Such a mindset is indeed beyond what we soul beasts can compare to."
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