Sang Hanshui snorted coldly. Mindful of his standing, he felt it beneath him to strike a little girl. But he had no intention of being so polite to these Card Adepts. A cold gleam flickered in his triangular eyes, chillingly vicious. Most devastating of all was his terrifying perception, which battered the Card Adepts' fragile mental defenses like great waves crashing down one after another!
Chen Mu shook his head inwardly. These Card Adepts were not actually weak, but they lacked a certain spirit. Compared with the Card Adepts under his command, they fell far short. With Bagnell in charge and Jiang Liang as his deputy, every Card Adept they trained brimmed with fighting spirit. Even against a stronger opponent, they could rein in their fear.
The Card Adepts before him were nothing more than a ragtag mob. With a hundred Card Adepts, Chen Mu felt confident he could defeat three hundred men like these. He was no longer the clueless rookie he had once been. Having weathered numerous battles, with a tactical master like Bagnell at his side, his judgment was nothing like it had been.
In large-scale combat, individual strength certainly mattered, but discipline, obedience, and the will to fight were the foundation.
During this time, he had kept in touch with the base and had a fairly good understanding of its situation. The widespread adoption of the Snow Pit Method had raised the Card Adepts' perception across the board. Some had made progress that could only be described as advancing by leaps and bounds.
In particular, the surviving Card Adepts who had followed Chen Mu from the earliest days had all grown dramatically stronger.
Lu Xiaoru, Unibrow Man, and a few others stood out most of all. Their wildly soaring perception had given Bagnell no end of