The north wind had ceased, and the humid, sultry sea breeze from the southeast had begun shyly knocking at the door.
Time had reached June of Douluo Calendar 2602.
Half a year had passed since Commandant Jiang Jiang Yuan and Military Doctor Ling Ling Yi first sparred with spears.
Over those six months, the two had fought more than a hundred matches. To everyone's utter shock, the seemingly delicate Military Doctor Ling had won every single battle without a single loss!
Of course, both the participants and everyone in Cold Wind Camp who knew the truth understood that Commandant Jiang had only used Soul Power below the Great Soul Master level, keeping himself at the same level as Military Doctor Ling. What they compared was merely their skill in wielding weapons such as blades, spears, clubs, and axes.
So it was normal for Commandant Jiang to lose... normal my ass—!!!
Setting everything else aside, even with his Soul Power suppressed, his Soul Ancestor-level physique and body at the peak of its condition, nearly thirty years old, were visibly far superior to Military Doctor Ling's body—that of a child barely in his teens!
Moreover, if Commandant Jiang initially had to divide his attention during battle to control the Soul Power in his body and keep it from exceeding the Great Soul Master level, making him feel as though his hands and feet were tied, then after half a year, he had nearly mastered the ability to multitask. Yet in battle, he was still suppressed by Military Doctor Ling from start to finish. That truly left those in the know puzzled.
What puzzled the gossiping spectators in Cold Wind Camp even more was this: you, Jiang Yuan, were a dignified military commandant commanding two thousand elite soldiers. Across the entire Waterwood Principality,