In the Saint Origin Continent of the past, increasing the damage inflicted on a Demon Barbarian army by fifty percent would have taken the Human Race three hundred years of accumulation!
Yet over these past two years, Fang Yun had not only repeatedly broken that rule, strengthening the Human Race with all kinds of War Poetry, but now, before humans and Demon Barbarians alike, he was single-handedly demonstrating in Ning'an City what it meant to be the master of ten thousand armies.
The School of War scholars, in particular, had even forgotten they were still fighting. Their military texts could record every detail of a battlefield, including enemy kills, casualties, and so forth. This was the first time they had ever seen the Human Race's killing power surge by half in less than two hours.
"Void Sage Fang truly is incredible!"
"Alas, failing to persuade him to specialize in the School of War was the greatest mistake of my life, Zhou Junhu!"
"Think back to where the arrows landed before, and compare that with where they land now. They're not only more densely packed, but more accurate, too. At the instant of firing, Void Sage Fang controls the angle and force of the shots of hundreds of thousands of archers. Inhuman! Inhuman!"
"This poem, The River All Red, is truly terrifying!"
"Thank goodness the Sacred Academy used the Hall Baptism to make his War Poetry permanent back then. Otherwise, who knows how many soldiers would have died atop the walls by now?"
"This War Poetry is powerful, but Void Sage Fang himself is even more powerful. His control is practically comparable to a Half-Sage's!"
"Judging by this, Void Sage Fang must have obtained a complete Dual-Mindedness Literary Heart. Otherwise, he couldn't control millions of soldiers."
In the distance, the Barbarian