At this moment, the third floor was in an uproar. No one believed Yao Hansheng's words.
"Senior Brother Yao has now broken through into Force. Even if he wanted to exaggerate the strength of military generals, he would not make a joke out of himself, would he?"
A mustached man nearby rose to his feet. His face was cold, his eyes wolfish, and there was a faint viciousness about him.
"Junior Brother Wang, do you know?" Yao Hansheng glanced at him and said evenly, "Just ten days ago, five experts from Taizhou Prefecture's Jian Zhe Temple and Danyang Gate escorted the Jiangzhou scholar Xie Zhong, Xie Minzhi, in the name of righteousness. Yet midway through their journey, they encountered Jiangzhou pursuers and were surrounded and slaughtered.
"Of those five experts, as far as I know, one was at Bone Forging, while four had achieved great success in Force Entry. I cannot reveal their names, but the result was four dead and one wounded. And the pursuing troops they encountered were merely a squad of five hundred."
"Absurd! Even if a Bone Forging expert's protective force was not strong, killing an enemy commander amid an army of thousands should have been as easy as reaching into a bag for something. How could he be surrounded and killed by a mere few hundred men?!" The mustached man flew into a rage, slamming his palm on the table as he rose.
"That was before. I hear the army now possesses a new kind of weapon called a firearm. Its power is immensely strong. When military formations strike in continuous succession, there are no gaps at all—impossible to exploit, impossible to break." Yao Hansheng's voice sank.
"Impossible. How could ordinary soldiers react faster than martial artists like us? No matter how powerful their bows