Martial Drill Ground!
The summer breeze drifted softly, and the banners snapped in the wind.
On the raised platforms flanking the Black Iron Stone ring, which measured nearly twenty meters on each side, two rows of armchairs had been spaced apart.
Seated in them were the White Whale Martial Arts Hall's senior members. Their auras were weighty, their gazes sharp as torches, and their presence imposing even without anger. Some were old, some young, but every one of them had reached the Cocoon Breaking Realm!
The Divine Strength experts crowded around the ring, but could only stand quietly below. Those beneath Divine Strength weren't even qualified to enter.
This was the selection for county-level Hall Masters.
Within the White Whale Martial Arts Hall, it was one of the most important events of the year.
The Hall's elders, along with its county- and town-level Hall Masters from every region, had gathered here today.
It was also a chance to put faces to names, so they wouldn't later find themselves in the awkward position of flooding the Dragon King's temple.
Wu Dao swept his gaze across the scene.
Even he was somewhat moved by the sheer scale of the White Whale Martial Arts Hall.
There were no fewer than twenty Cocoon-Breaking experts present, and more than a hundred at Divine Strength. There were even more minor Hall Masters from the countryside who hadn't attended!
As for the ordinary disciples—
There were nearly ten thousand of them!
And if they added in the Outer Disciples who managed every sort of trade, the number would swell dramatically!
It was no exaggeration to say that, in an ordinary ancient world, the White Whale Martial Arts Hall's strength could rival an army of a million. Unifying the realm would be no challenge at all!
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