"Zuoqiutang and the others actually lost?"
A trace of surprise crossed Fang Qianyuan's face at the news.
The Commander Zuo this warrior spoke of was none other than Zuoqiutang, one of his personal guards.
He had once been a brilliant young talent among the human ranks. Riding the favorable winds of the sect's sweeping reforms and its efforts to elevate the warriors' status, he had joined the Warrior Administration and entered Fang Qianyuan's service, seeking a ladder to advancement.
His painstaking efforts had not gone unrewarded. His aptitude and insight far surpassed those of ordinary warriors, earning him Fang Qianyuan's special attention. Along with Wang Ran and the others, he had been taken in as a trusted subordinate and cultivated. Before long, he had indeed advanced to the earth rank, becoming a general-rank warrior.
By now, his cultivation had reached the third transformation of the earth rank. With the essential secret arts for briefly enhancing warriors' strength, drawn from the Demon Refinement Art the Warrior Administration had obtained from Miyuyin, Qunyao, and the others, he could unleash power at the middle earth rank.
With that strength, coupled with his subordinates forming an array to attack in concert, he should have been fully capable of holding off a late-stage expert.
In this world, mighty experts like Fang Qianyuan, who could disregard their enemies' numbers and cultivation, sweep all before them, and look down upon every rival, were rare. Whether an ordinary earth-rank spirit tamer could deal with a hundred or so human-rank opponents depended on how well trained those opponents were.
Ordinary rogue cultivators were a heap of loose sand, utterly incapable of bringing out an array's proper power. But warriors were born for battle and could hardly fail to train deeply in such methods. Even if they could not defeat