A Clash on the Verge

Zhang Ping did not like violence, nor did he like killing.

But if violence was the only way to solve a problem, and only killing could bring peace, then he would never show mercy.

Of course, if an enemy became a captive, he would still ensure the captive's basic safety—provided the other side had a chance to become a captive.

Everyone quickly advanced toward the direction where Zhu Yanbing and the others were lying in ambush, while Zhao Yanhu continuously reported the distance in a low voice.

"Twenty thousand meters to go. The mountain poking out slightly behind that mountain is where they're lying in wait." Zhao Yanhu spoke swiftly. Looking ahead from their position, they could already see the entrance to the Training Grounds.

Zhang Ping was still condensing the King's Gem, trying to prepare more trump cards before the battle.

Along the way, he handed several Explosive Gems to Zhang Shouzhong and the others as trump cards.

One particularly interesting thing about the King's Gem was that he could transfer control over it. This transfer was extremely flexible and depended entirely on his subjective will.

If he wanted others to be able to use it, they could use the King's Gem. If he did not want them to use it, then even if the King's Gem fell into their hands, they would be unable to use it.

When he handed the King's Gem to Zhang Shouzhong and the others, it was essentially equivalent to transferring the permissions to them.

At that moment, a bud-shaped gem formed in his hand. After learning its properties, he immediately put it away, then gritted his teeth and continued creating gems.

"Be careful!"

Bai De swiftly transformed into a Werewolf and suddenly accelerated, throwing a punch ahead.

A hamster jumped down from a