"Thirteen thousand..."
Hearing that number, Xu Taiping could not help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Xu Taiping!"
Just then, Demonic General Yi Weng, who was once again adjusting his battle formation to charge the barrier, suddenly roared at Xu Taiping.
When Xu Taiping looked over to meet his gaze, Demonic General Yi Weng said solemnly:
"To have held out until now with eighty-one veteran generals."
"This Seat acknowledges you as an opponent!"
Xu Taiping was somewhat surprised.
He had not expected the hot-tempered Yi Weng to have such a genuine side.
Then he heard Yi Weng continue:
"What a pity! You have fewer than a hundred veteran generals under your command! Even the Battle General Heroic Spirits you can summon each time number only three thousand!"
"Otherwise, this battle between us would never have been like this!"
It was clear that this Demonic General Yi Weng truly regretted being unable to fight Xu Taiping at full strength.
Xu Taiping looked at Demonic General Yi Weng with a smile and called out:
"In that case, how about leaving the army behind you and fighting me one-on-one?"
"That would be fairest!"
Yi Weng laughed aloud, then raised the war saber in his hand and said:
"This Seat knows you are a half-immortal powerhouse. I know my own limits!"
As he spoke, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and battle intent surged around him as he said:
"In This Seat's eyes, the greatest respect you can show an opponent on the battlefield is to defeat them with everything you have."
Boom...!
In an instant, a tremendous surge of battle intent shot into the sky from him and the military formation of fifty thousand demonic troops behind him.
Moo...!!
Another mountain-sized Savage Ox formed from battle intent suddenly appeared.
Together with those added earlier,