Others could not directly tell whether Fang Yun's military methods had merged into the Way of Wisdom, but their power was far too obvious; with a little calculation, the answer could be drawn.
"I take back what I said." Ji Zhibai was in a terrible mood. He had absolutely not meant to target Fang Yun just now, merely discuss the matter at hand. Yet, just as before, whenever he faced Fang Yun, he never gained the upper hand.
"It is nothing. I did not explain it clearly," Fang Yun said.
"How many military methods does your Military Text have now?" Cui Sheng asked.
"Four," Fang Yun said.
He Ludong, who specialized in the School of War, sighed softly. "My own Military Text has only three military methods, and unfortunately, all of them failed during the Talent-Qi Martial Drill. Even after decades of tempering, their power might not match your military methods."
Zhang Zhixing said, "With Fang Nation-Queller's military methods, we can infiltrate the edge of the Demon Barbarian tribe. However, the Demon Barbarians react quickly. We only have about a hundred breaths of time, and we must face..."
Zhang Zhixing suddenly turned to look toward the Demon Barbarian tribe. Fang Yun and the other Metropolitan Graduates looked over as well.
A hundred-zhang pillar of red blood and qi shot into the sky, then slowly dispersed.
"A new Demon Marquis has been born. We cannot delay any longer!" Chen Jing said.
"This is actually advantageous to us," Fang Yun said. "The Demon Marquis has only just advanced and has yet to grasp its talents and demon baleful intent. Its strength is only thirty to forty percent greater than usual. But the other Demon Marshals will surely go offer congratulations, giving us a chance to wipe them all out in one net!