The City Patrol Team was a force made up of martialists. In a sense, it was a militia, and would generally not be drafted into war.
Only at critical moments—for instance, when the army and Martial Hall martialist forces could no longer hold the line—would they be called up.
"Every martialist is a member of the City Patrol Reserve." Xu Bo smiled. "As for you, I heard Hall Master Wan mention that your physical fitness is probably level 13 or even higher now."
"But since you're still a student, you haven't been included in the reserve." Xu Bo smiled.
Li Yuan could not help smiling. Perhaps people at Fei Gan's level in the Martial Hall knew something about his results and specific strength.
People like Wan Qinghe and Hall Master Zuo knew very little, and Xu Bo knew even less.
Li Yuan had no intention of showing off his physical fitness before several elders.
"I was also in the City Patrol Reserve before. Now that Jiang City's martialist forces have all gone to Shizhou, many reserve martialists have been drafted into the 'official City Patrol Team' temporarily." Xu Bo smiled. "I volunteered to join."
"Volunteered?" Li Yuan was slightly surprised.
"Li Yuan, don't underestimate your teacher." Hall Master Zuo smiled. "If your teacher hadn't been injured... his strength back then was far greater than mine. He should have been close to Hall Master Wan."
"Back then in the Star Realm, your teacher was quite famous too." Hall Master Zuo sighed.
Li Yuan looked at Xu Bo in surprise.
He knew Xu Bo had once ventured through the Star Realm and retired because of injury, but this was the first time he had learned so many details.
"Let's eat."
"Let bygones be bygones." Xu Bo chuckled. "Teaching at school now is