Xiantian Martial Practitioner

"Thump, thump, thump..."

Heavy drumbeats echoed from the city walls.

The air was filled with a chilling, murderous aura, and even the clouds in the sky had turned gloomy.

"General, the Xiongnu army is likely preparing for a direct assault," a subordinate general said with a grave expression.

Yang Ye remained calm. "No matter. With me here at Anning Pass, the Xiongnu won't be able to break through anytime soon."

"Deploy two more battalions of soldiers to defend the city," Yang Ye commanded.

"Yes!"

One subordinate general cupped his fist in salute, then turned to relay the order to bring two more battalions of soldiers to the city walls for defense.

Each battalion consisted of two thousand men. Yang Ye had directly deployed two battalions, totaling four thousand men, adding to the over two thousand already on the city walls.

The number of defending soldiers had increased to over six thousand.

Half of the men from those two battalions had already fallen.

Six thousand men were enough to defend the city. Any more would overcrowd the narrow ramparts, making deployment impractical. There was no need to send too many.

After all, as the defenders, they held a natural advantage and could continuously draw reinforcements from the rear.

"Be careful, Huai'an, my friend. Stay alive, and after the fighting is over, I'll treat you to drinks and courtesans at the Yichun Brothel in the city," Wang Wu said, then stepped forward to continue fighting the enemy.

"Alright, it's a deal! We'll go have some fun together then," Sheng Huai'an replied loudly with a smile.

More and more enemies were climbing onto the city walls. Sheng Huai'an charged towards wherever the Xiongnu forces were most concentrated, fighting with reckless abandon.

The Blood Fiend Saber Technique was wielded with formidable power in his hands. Weaker Xiongnu soldiers couldn't withstand even a single strike from him.

"One, two, three..."

"One point, two points, three points..."

As Sheng Huai'an fought, he silently counted in his mind. His current strength was comparable to an early-stage Martial Practitioner. He was continuously cutting down Xiongnu soldiers at the Martial Disciple realm.

He was like a blood-soaked war god, his battle robe already stained crimson with enemy blood.

Just as he was getting into the thick of the fight, he suddenly felt several powerful auras approaching, sending shivers down his spine.

From the Xiongnu army below the city walls, five burly figures leaped up and landed on the ramparts.

Their bodies surged with energy, their True Essence churning, and their True Qi projected outwards.

With a single palm strike, their True Qi surged like a tidal wave, sending over a dozen soldiers flying.

With just a palm strike from a distance, those dozen soldiers were sent crashing to the ground, bleeding profusely. None of them survived.

In an instant, the five Xiongnu powerhouses had killed over a hundred defending troops, turning a section of the city wall into an empty expanse.

Fortunately, Sheng Huai'an was far away; otherwise, he too would have died from a single palm strike.

No wonder Wang Wu had told him to be careful. When true powerhouses ascended the walls, they could kill swathes of soldiers with a single blow.

"How dare you slaughter my Great Wei soldiers!"

"It seems the Left Virtuous King is in a hurry to break the city, actually sending out five Xiantian Martial Practitioners to attack."

"Quick, strike, or the ordinary soldiers on the walls will soon be wiped out by them."

From the city tower, five figures resembling generals also appeared. They leaped down from the tower and onto the city walls, blocking the path of the five Xiongnu.

"Xiongnu curs, you will not be allowed to run amok!" a subordinate general with a full beard shouted angrily.

"Wei dogs, we thought you wouldn't dare to come out and face us, hahahaha," one of the Xiongnu powerhouses laughed heartily.

"Kill them, take the city walls, and let the army enter the pass," another Xiongnu Xiantian powerhouse declared.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

"Boom!!"

Instantly, the ten individuals clashed, their True Qi surging. The oppressive aura alone kept ordinary soldiers from approaching.

That section of the city wall had become a battlefield for the ten of them.

Even from a distance, Sheng Huai'an could feel the intense pressure.

"Hoo, is this the power of a Martial Dao expert?" He wasn't afraid; instead, he felt a surge of excitement and anticipation.

Such powerhouses were what he aspired to be.

Soon, his Slaughter Value increased to 60 points.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Disciple Grand Perfection (+)

Cultivation Methods: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)] [Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Minor Accomplishment)]

Strength: 1,500 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 60

He glanced at the golden light screen. His cultivation could be improved again.

Sheng Huai'an was excited. It seemed he could break through to the Martial Practitioner realm today.

Looking at the Xiongnu army continuously pouring in to attack the city, Sheng Huai'an didn't hesitate to add points to improve his cultivation.

On this battlefield, the stronger you are, the greater your chance of survival.

Those with low strength were all cannon fodder, and most of them were already dead.

With a single click to add points, a powerful force flowed through his entire body, constantly washing and tempering his physique and bones.

Sheng Huai'an also felt the majestic power within him, continuously strengthening his flesh and skin.

His aura had increased significantly, and his strength had undergone earth-shattering changes once more.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Disciple Limit

Cultivation Techniques: [Ferocious Ox Strength (Minor Accomplishment)][Blood Fiend Saber Technique (Minor Accomplishment)]

Strength: 2,000 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 20

After looking at the light screen, Sheng Huai'an was stunned. What the heck was Martial Disciple Limit?

Wasn't the martial path divided into Early, Mid, Late, and Grand Perfection stages for each realm!

He had used 40 Slaughter Value and ended up at Martial Disciple Limit.

He had thought it would cost 60 Slaughter Value to break through to the Martial Practitioner realm.

But it was fine. His strength had increased by 500 jin, reaching 2,000 jin.

His strength had improved again. Although no Martial True Essence had been generated within him, his overall strength would not be weaker than a Martial Practitioner in the Mid stage.

After breaking through, Sheng Huai'an continued to slaughter his way through, but he intentionally avoided the battlefields where the ten strong individuals were fighting.

That section of the city wall had become a no-man's-land. Both the defending troops and the Xiongnu army kept a far distance, not daring to approach.

A single clash of True Qi could easily kill a Martial Practitioner, so who would risk their life by actively seeking trouble?

With his greatly increased strength, Sheng Huai'an killed over a dozen Xiongnu soldiers who had charged onto the city wall in a short period.

"Stop!"

A loud shout came from behind Sheng Huai'an.

Sheng Huai'an turned around and saw a burly Xiongnu man glaring at him.

"Hiss!!"

Sheng Huai'an's hand moved, and his saber fell, killing a Xiongnu enemy in the Early stage of Martial Disciple.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?" The burly Xiongnu man looked at Sheng Huai'an with a gloomy expression, his face filled with killing intent.

"I heard you. So what if you told me to stop? Idiot," Sheng Huai'an said calmly, wiping his blood-stained saber with his robe.

Were these Xiongnu people all idiots? They were telling him to stop on the battlefield.

"You're seeking death!"

"A mere Martial Disciple, I'll chop off your Wei dog head."

The burly Xiongnu man brandished a large saber and attacked.

Sheng Huai'an directly used the Blood Fiend Saber Technique to fight. He knocked the man to the ground in three moves.

"You... how can you be so strong?" The Xiongnu man's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He was a Centurion in the Xiongnu army, in the Early stage of Martial Practitioner, yet he was defeated by a Martial Disciple.

"A mere Martial Practitioner, how laughable. Is being a Martial Practitioner that strong? You're the second Xiongnu Martial Practitioner I've killed." Sheng Huai'an beheaded him with a saber strike.

His Slaughter Value directly increased by five points.

Killing a Xiongnu enemy in the Early stage of Martial Practitioner earned him five points of Slaughter Value.

"As expected, the stronger I am, the more Slaughter Value I gain," Sheng Huai'an murmured.

However, on the battlefield, there were ultimately more ordinary soldiers, and they were faster to kill.

"Did this kid take some kind of ultimate tonic? His strength is growing so fast." Wang Wu, who was not far away, noticed that Sheng Huai'an had killed another Xiongnu enemy in the Early stage of Martial Practitioner and couldn't help but click his tongue.

It hadn't been long, and his strength was almost catching up to him.

Could it be that there really were martial prodigies in this world?!

Wang Wu's heart was anything but calm.

Sheng Huai'an, like a ferocious tiger god of slaughter, quickly killed over twenty Xiongnu enemy soldiers and arrived by Wang Wu's side.

"Brother Wang, what are the cultivation levels of those five Xiongnu powerhouses and the five generals?" Sheng Huai'an asked.

"Xiantian Martial Practitioners!"

Wang Wu said after slaying a Xiongnu soldier with a single saber strike.

"Xiantian Martial Practitioners?!" Sheng Huai'an's eyes were filled with longing.

He also wanted to grow up quickly and become a Xiantian Martial Practitioner, Sheng Huai'an secretly resolved in his heart.