One Palm

Second Lieutenant Lu, Liao Zipeng, along with other second lieutenants under his command and Zhao Tong, followed the newcomers.

They all carried themselves with arrogance.

"You guys really have tough lives!"

Zhao Tong, standing to the side, glanced at everyone coldly, a sneer playing on his lips.

He had heard about the battle last night where Ding Chen led people into Blood River Forest, and he had expected the cook soldier camp to be wiped out.

He hadn't expected only a few people to get injured while still bringing back the corpses of over a hundred demons.

"Still want to get beaten?" Wang Yan stepped forward.

With his current strength, he could handle two Zhao Tongs.

"You!"

Zhao Tong's face turned cold as he pointed at Wang Yan.

At this moment, Second Lieutenant Lu stepped forward. "Who is Chen Xian?"

"I am!"

Chen Xian moved past everyone, staring at Second Lieutenant Lu.

He didn't have a good feeling about these people at all.

"How dare you speak to this Second Lieutenant like that?"

Second Lieutenant Lu clasped his hands behind his back, glaring at Chen Xian and reprimanding him sternly.

Chen Xian's lips curled into a cold smile. "Second Lieutenant Lu, if you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, please leave. Don't delay my training."

"A cook soldier dares to act so arrogant in front of me? You're asking for death...!" Second Lieutenant Lu snorted and directly unleashed the Great Tablet Smashing Hand.

The Great Tablet Smashing Hand was divided into the Tablet Smashing Style, Earth Splitting Style, Mountain Pushing Style, and Heaven Shaking Style.

Each style's name was powerful, and their actual might was indeed formidable, but it depended on who was executing it.

The power of the Great Tablet Smashing Hand wielded by someone in the Body Refinement Realm and someone in the Jade Sea Realm was as different as night and day.

Second Lieutenant Lu immediately went into the Tablet Smashing Style, shattering large stones with his palm.

Blood energy coiled around his palm, and a blood energy palm shadow condensed.

He slammed his palm towards Chen Xian's forehead.

Chen Xian stared expressionlessly at Second Lieutenant Lu's attacking palm. Just as the latter's hand was half a foot from his head, he unleashed a kick.

Bang!

Second Lieutenant Lu couldn't react in time. He blocked with his left hand, and his arm bone was instantly shattered. He was also sent flying, crashing into Liao Zipeng and the others, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Liao Zipeng and the others were stunned.

He broke Second Lieutenant Lu's bones with one kick and made him spit blood?

Liao Zipeng suddenly looked up at Chen Xian. "You're not in the Blood Moving Realm?"

Chen Xian replied calmly, "When did I ever say I was in the Blood Moving Realm?"

Liao Zipeng's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't expected there to be someone in the Surging Origin Realm among the cook soldiers. This truly surprised him.

"Good, good, good...!"

Liao Zipeng pushed the blood-spitting Second Lieutenant Lu aside, rolled up his sleeves, and secretly activated his palm force. The blood energy swirling around his arm was more than ten times thicker than Second Lieutenant Lu's.

Not only that, but the primal energy in his acupoints was also clenched.

With a low roar, he also entered the Tablet Smashing Style, shattering large stones with his palm, and slammed it towards Chen Xian's head.

Bang!

The same scene replayed. Chen Xian didn't even hold back, delivering an even more brutal kick that shattered Liao Zipeng's left arm bone and chest bone. He was sent tumbling over ten meters away, spitting blood and falling unconscious on the spot.

Hiss, hiss!

Second Lieutenant Lu, Zhao Tong, and the others turned their heads to look, gasping in shock.

Looking back at Chen Xian, their eyes were filled with fear.

No wonder Ding Chen and the others were fine; it was this kid!

"You, you just wait for me...!"

Second Lieutenant Lu shouted menacingly, quickly telling Zhao Tong and the others to carry Liao Zipeng away.

"Hahaha...!"

Watching Second Lieutenant Lu and the others retreat in disarray.

Wang Yan, Qin Fei, and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ding Chen also let out a few cold laughs, thinking to himself, "Serves them right!"

He turned to Chen Xian and said, "When Liao Zipeng wakes up, he'll definitely go to Li Sheng to complain. Even if Li Sheng doesn't come to bother us, he'll have General Liu come over to question us."

"Li Sheng? Brother Ding, who is that?" Wang Yan asked with a frown.

Xue Qishan spoke before Ding Chen could answer, "Could it be the son of Duke Li from the capital city, Li Sheng?"

Ding Chen glanced at him in surprise and nodded, "That's right, it's him."

Everyone was taken aback.

A Duke's son!

"So what? Once you're in the military camp, who cares about Duke Li or Duke Zheng? Without military merit, everyone is trash!" Wang Yan snorted dismissively.

Ding Chen said, "That's true, but his status is different. Even without military merit, he's still a Duke's grandson when he leaves the camp, and he'll inherit the ducal title in the future."

"How can you compare yourself to him?"

This statement silenced Wang Yan.

Wang Yan didn't argue; he really couldn't compare.

Unless he could achieve great merit in the army, gain the Emperor Ning's favor, and then hold an official position in court with some noble title.

Then, he'd have to slowly outlast some old guys and support some princes and grandsons to become emperor. Only then might he possibly become a Marquis.

If that day ever came, he'd probably be seventy or eighty.

Of course, it was still uncertain whether he could achieve great merit.

At this moment, Qin Fei frowned and said, "Brother Ding, we've been targeted all along. Could the person behind this be that Li Sheng?"

Ding Chen's eyes flickered. He had only told Chen Xian about this last time, so this time he decided to tell the few of them.

When everyone heard this, their anger flared.

"This is outrageous. If I get the chance, I'll definitely beat them up." Wang Yan clenched his fists in anger.

Ding Chen said, "Let's train. Being strong yourself is the most important thing!"

Everyone nodded.

In the military tent.

Chen Xian took out the [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art] and began to read it. He quickly flipped through it once, then began to memorize it.

Soon, a new martial art appeared in the [Martial Arts] section of his status panel.

[Martial Arts: Vajra Dragon Elephant Art (Uninitiated)]

[Experience: 18421 points]

[Realm: Dao Foundation Perfection]

[Lifespan: 220 years]

Chen Xian put away the panel and continued to read the book in his hand.

Pei Menglong said he would return the secret manual in a month. He could study it whenever he had free time. Even if he couldn't fully understand it, he still had the panel to help him level up.

The [Vajra Dragon Elephant Art] was divided into five major realms: Vajra Realm, Dragon Elephant Realm, Dragon Elephant Fusion, Fire-Flame Formless, and Great Vajra Dragon Elephant Body.

Each realm was divided into four minor stages: Initiation, Minor Accomplishment, Major Accomplishment, and Perfection.

Similar to the [Ox Demon Body Refinement Technique], each advancement of a major realm in this technique also involved four minor stages.

Judging from the content of the manual, it was indeed more difficult to cultivate than the [Ox Demon Body Refinement Technique], but its power was more than ten times greater.

According to the manual, upon successful cultivation, one could reach the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

Chen Xian wasn't sure what specific realm that was.

He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to study the first major realm of the manual, the Vajra Realm.

Cook Soldier Camp.

In the central military tent, Liu Dingchun looked at the pale-faced Liao Zipeng and said, "You're saying he's in the middle to late Surging Origin Realm?"

The middle to late Surging Origin Realm was close to Major Accomplishment, naturally much stronger than Liao Zipeng, who had just entered the Surging Origin Realm.

Liao Zipeng said, "General, you're absolutely right!"

Liu Dingchun frowned slightly. Eighteen years old and already at the verge of Major Accomplishment in the Surging Origin Realm. He was indeed a talented cultivator.

If Pei Menglong took him away and cultivated him for a period, he would become another formidable general.

At that time, Pei Menglong's arrogance within the Ninth Battalion would only grow.

Liu Dingchun waved Liao Zipeng away and got up to find Li Sheng.

In a military tent.

Li Sheng, Wang Pei, and Mu Feng were drinking. After listening to Liu Dingchun's report, they were all surprised.

"There's someone in the Surging Origin Realm in the cook soldier camp?" Mu Feng looked surprised.

He had suggested establishing the cook soldier camp to Li Sheng with ulterior motives, hoping to give 'Ding Chen', who was actually the Ninth Prince, an opportunity to rise.

Although the cook soldiers were of low status, as long as they could go to the battlefield and fight demons, there was a glimmer of hope for them to rise.

Even if their achievements were snatched away by Li Sheng.

But when the time was right, a great roc would soar into the sky.

Who could stop him?