Cruel Battlefield!!

The scar-faced veteran captain, whose aura was at the Third Grade Mid Stage, was the first to react.

He wiped the sweat from his face, strode forward, and clasped his fists toward Qin Yan and Xiao Wangshu. His voice was loud and sincere.

"Brother Qin Yan, you're too polite! You saved Old Zhang's life!"

He pointed at the soldier who had nearly died earlier. "I'm the captain of this squad, Zhao Tiezhu.

Brothers, come over and meet Brother Qin Yan and Miss Xiao!"

The other soldiers sheathed their weapons and gathered around.

Their gazes toward Qin Yan and Xiao Wangshu were filled with gratitude, admiration, and even awe.

In this world, where strength reigned supreme and life and death were separated by a thread on the battlefield, power was the hardest currency and the most effective language of communication.

"Brother Qin Yan, that move where you projected your True Qi was incredible! Fast and precise!"

"Good thing you got here in time, or Old Zhang would've been done for."

"Brother Qin Yan, Miss Xiao, you're both so young, yet you're already Fourth-Rank Martial Artists—and outstanding students from Magic Capital Martial University, no less. Truly impressive!"

"With the two of you holding the line, we can finally breathe easy on this position today!"

Everyone spoke at once, their tones animated.

The soldier called "Old Zhang" stepped forward and gave Qin Yan a deep bow. "Brother Qin Yan, thank you for saving my life! This life of mine, Zhang Dashan's, was saved by you!"

Qin Yan hurriedly reached out to support him and said warmly, "Brother Zhang, you're overstating it. Helping one's comrades is simply our duty.

We're all here to defend the line. There's no need for this."

After a brief exchange and introduction, the atmosphere became much more cordial.

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