Unexpected Enemy

The rain curtain hung heavy. The Human Race fought as they retreated, while the Demon Barbarians advanced slowly, leaving corpses strewn across the ground as fewer and fewer remained alive.

When the Demon Barbarians had dwindled from one hundred and fifty thousand to one hundred thousand, those three thousand Demon Marshals had not made a move.

When only fifty thousand Demon Barbarians remained, the three thousand Demon Marshals still had not made a move.

More than three hundred Metropolitan Graduates stared at the fifty thousand Demon Barbarians ahead.

The decrease in Demon Barbarian numbers should have been cause for celebration, yet in everyone's eyes, these fifty thousand Demon Barbarians were stronger than the previous one hundred and fifty thousand.

Because, aside from Fang Yun, every newly promoted Metropolitan Graduate was on the verge of exhausting their Literary Qi!

Each of them could now write only two Metropolitan Graduate war poems!

More than a hundred newly promoted Metropolitan Graduates had already stopped fighting. They could not even use their Lip Spears and Tongue Swords, because their current amount of Literary Qi was precisely the danger line for Metropolitan Graduates. They had to reserve it to use Swift Movement Battle Poems to save their lives.

The young Metropolitan Graduates had at most two inches of Literary Qi left and at least one inch, far more than the newly promoted Metropolitan Graduates.

The middle-aged Metropolitan Graduates were in better shape, with as little as three inches and as much as four inches of Literary Qi. Their control over Literary Qi was strict to the extreme, for the lives of one comrade after another had taught them how they should fight.

Aside from Fang Yun, every newly promoted Metropolitan Graduate silently recited the Classics of the Sages they had studied most deeply, because this