Yet the moment he moved, the outer wall of Hua Manor was blasted to pieces by an extremely violent force, turning into thousands upon thousands of tiny fragments that shot toward the Yangwu Army soldiers surrounding the manor.
These tiny fragments, formed from blue bricks and red stone, were hard in texture and infused with the power of True Qi. Their might was no less than that of heavy crossbows fired at close range. Ordinary people facing such a situation would surely suffer grievous casualties.
Yet the Yangwu Army had been formed from elite talents drawn from every major and minor force within Lingwu City. After Meng Zhao and the army's officers had drilled them day and night, they had long since undergone Rebirth and Transformation, opening up a whole new world.
Those seemingly ordinary soldiers wielding spears and lances formed groups of three, raised their weapons, and stepped forward to shield the archers and crossbowmen behind them. The sharp points formed a lotus formation, repeatedly stabbing through the air at the incoming fragments. It was as though their movements contained the profound principles of martial arts. Amid the whooshing sounds of torn air, the suspended airwaves surged and rolled like ocean tides. Their Yang-blooded vitality blazed, their heat waves burned like fire, and beneath this blockade, they actually deflected in full the painstaking strike unleashed by Envoy Wang, an Innate Master.
Though the attack had come without warning, these Yangwu Army soldiers handled it with effortless ease and exquisite precision.
Not only Zhu Kuan and Tu Liang, outsiders like them—even the Innate consecrated experts under Meng Zhao—were astonished beyond measure.
They had thought they would need to act personally, using Innate methods to help these ordinary soldiers weather the disaster. After all, those fragments all contained Innate True Qi.