Hearing Sun Fei's muttered words, the mysterious expert who was about to leave stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
That little bastard, he really dares to dream of wanting the [ Dragon Fist ] manual?
The usually aloof and detached mysterious expert almost collapsed on the spot at this moment.
It should be noted that among the hundreds of empires around, [ Dragon Fist ] is recognized as the premier Moon Class martial arts manual, known as the 'Number One Martial Arts in All Nations'. Many established veteran experts have even speculated that this fist technique, created by the martial arts prodigy Emperor Yassin, could potentially be upgraded to a Sun Class martial art after being honed and refined through practice.
Sun Class martial arts technique! To ordinary samurai, such a level of secret manual is more dazzling and brilliant than myths and legends.
A martial arts manual of the Sun Class is nothing short of a myth or legend.
Incredibly precious!!
Over the years, countless powerful forces, both overt and covert, have paid unimaginable prices to even glimpse the [ Dragon Fist ] manual, demonstrating the rarity of this martial art.
On another level, this set of boxing manuals is no longer just a martial arts classic for the Zenit Empire; it is a divine artifact used to suppress the entire empire's destiny. Throughout the empire, apart from Emperor Yassin, even the two princes most qualified to inherit the future throne, the eldest prince Arshavin and Dominguez, have never even glanced at it.
And now, this greedy King actually dares to covet the [ Dragon Fist ] boxing manual?
For a fleeting moment, the mysterious expert even had the urge to turn around and smash this greedy fellow into mincemeat.
However, he eventually restrained himself, steadied himself, took a deep breath, and stopped talking. He transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the dark night sky.
"Hmm? He left without saying a word, hehe, so he promised to bring the [ Dragon Fist ] manual tomorrow?"
Sun Fei began to look forward to their meeting the following evening.
When Sun Fei returned to the Chambord camp, the countless stars gradually faded, and the eastern horizon began to lighten with the first light of dawn.
As a new day was about to begin, the Chambord camp was already bustling with activity. Torres, Oleg, and the [ Heng and Ha Generals ] had received cultivation manuals from King Majesty the King the previous night and had returned to their respective tents to cultivate without stopping. Since the manuals were all written by Sun Fei and had a coherent system, everyone's cultivation progress was quite good, thanks to their previous foundation. Now they were conducting their final stage of cultivation.
Petr Čech, on the other hand, has stopped training and started working because he is in charge of organizing the Saint and selecting the strongest soldiers to participate in the upcoming team battle.
Inside the Chambord camp, everyone was working tirelessly to prepare for the upcoming Imperial Ranking War.
Because everyone understands that this Empire Ranking Competition will be the most unmissable opportunity the people of Chambord have ever had.
A day earlier, when the Imperial Military Department decided to determine the control of the new legion through a martial arts contest, with the champion of the Empire Ranking Competition being directly promoted to the position of legion commander and subsequently leading this large army temporarily formed by 244 vassal states to the southern battlefield, and the top 20 masters of the ranking competition all serving in the new legion, it meant that Chambord City's opportunity had arrived.
Because it's obvious to everyone that Chambord City's military strength and resources have made it stand out from the crowd.
With the strength of one nation, eight of the top ten experts in the Northern Theater have secured positions. If this advantage can be maintained in the Empire Ranking Competition, the entire new legion could potentially be completely under Sun Fei's control.
As King of Chambord soars to great heights, Chambord City will become the most powerful vassal state of the Zenit Empire.
Although Sun Fei did not propose any concrete goals, every expert in Chambord City was silently striving for their King, hoping to break into the top ranks of the Empire Ranking Competition. In this way, once Sun Fei won the tournament and became the legion commander, he could help His Majesty King to place more positions in the hands of his own people, thereby truly controlling this new legion.
Seeing his soldiers busily preparing, Sun Fei knew their intentions and felt a surge of satisfaction and joy.
The once easily bullied and disorganized Chambord City has now not only grown stronger, but its cohesion has also reached an incredible level. Everyone's strength has been united into one, and people's hearts are at stake. As the greatest contributor to this change, Sun Fei is filled with a sense of accomplishment.
After a busy night, upon returning to the King's tent, Sun Fei, as always, chose to rest for a while before dawn to relax his tense mind.
When Sun Fei woke up, it was already broad daylight.
At this moment, the Twenty Mile Affiliated State camp was bustling with noise. Due to the arrival of the Empire Ranking Competition, the atmosphere in the camp was not quiet despite the cold weather. Everyone had gathered early at the sword-testing platforms Number One to ten, vying for the closest and most open view, wanting to witness the duel of the Empire's top fifty masters up close.
After finishing the breakfast prepared by the maid, Sun Fei also began to make preparations.
However, what worried him slightly was that even as the Sun, red and bright, climbed high above the narrow pass of Moro Pass, the future princess, who had gone to attend the banquet at the Princess's residence yesterday, still hadn't returned. Logically, today was the most important day in Chambord City, Angela should have returned to cheer on Sun Fei. He wondered if some unforeseen event had delayed her.
Sun Fei thought for a moment, then sent a few clever Saint with his token to the capital to inquire about the reason. Meanwhile, he himself, stepping to the beat of the drum that marked the start of the competition ceremony, led the leaders of Chambord, who were among the top fifty masters in the five major war zones of the empire, toward the location of the final battle.
After the brutal battles fought in the Northern War Zone, which lasted for some time, with countless bloodshed among the fifty teams, eight masters from Chambord City have made it into the top ten masters of the Northern War Zone.
Besides Sun Fei, the other members are: [ One Finger Shatters Heaven ] Petr Čech, [ White-Haired Swift Sword ] Paul Pierce, [ Black-Haired Berserk Fist ] Didier Drogba, [ Assassin of the Shadow ] Philip Inzaghi, [Son of the Son of the Wind ] Fernando Torres, [ Despairer ] Oleg, and the beautiful mercenary Xindi, [ Goddess of the Bow ], who appeared in the last few rounds and displayed amazing strength, and was described by some meddlesome bards as being able to rival [ First Goddess ] Brenga and the Magic Princess Elena.
Apart from the eight from Chambord City, the last two spots among the top ten experts in the Northern War Zone were taken by the chief experts from two other first-class vassal states.
For the vassal states of the Northern Theater Command, this Martial Combat Competition was the darkest ever.
The overwhelming strength of the Chambord people left the other forty-nine vassal states in despair. Throughout the entire competition, they saw absolutely no chance of advancing. Even their strongest warriors could not secure a single victory against the Chambord people. If it weren't for the fact that there were only eight top-tier warriors from Chambord City participating, perhaps those two first-class vassal states would have been unable to even snag a spot in the Empire Ranking Competition.
The only thing they could be thankful for was that, although the Chambord people had the upper hand, their methods were not ruthless.
The eight Chambord masters, including the King of Chambord who had previously given off a tyrannical and rude image, did not kill anyone on the sword-testing platform. Instead, they acted with great restraint. This action won the support and gratitude of some vassal states, and also made the Northern War Zone the war zone with the lowest casualty rate and the most intact strength among the five war zones of East, West, South, North and Central.
As the sun's rays grew increasingly intense, Sun Fei and his group attracted the attention of countless people the moment they stepped out of the Chambord camp gates.
Within the camp of the twenty-mile-long vassal state, many people, whether from countries that had advanced or those that had been completely eliminated, followed the Chambord team, eager to witness the latest developments of this popular participating team and to see the performance of the Chambord City experts.
The final match will be held on the ten fencing platforms in the center of the training ground.
After [ God of War ] Arshavin led the Imperial reinforcements to the southern battlefield yesterday, the sword-testing platforms Number One to ten in the center of the training ground underwent renovation and tidying. The Imperial Royal Court magicians set up even stronger protective magical barriers on these ten platforms, because the duels to be held here are between the most powerful experts from the 244 vassal states of the Empire. Their attack power is terrifying, and without the protection of the magical barriers, a single blow could destroy the entire sword-testing platform. The energy released during the duels would also harm the VIPs watching the battles and the spectators around the platforms.
As the group approached, ten sky-blue beams of light could be seen rising into the air from afar, releasing a vast aura of water elemental magic.
This is the magnificent effect created by the magical barrier [ Water Curtain Heaven Flower ] on the Sword Testing Platform.
Time flew by, and soon all fifty top experts from the five war zones had gathered in the center of the training ground.
Besides the top competitors, many high-ranking officials of the empire, Military Department officials, and representatives of noble families were also present. The person in charge of hosting this ranking competition of the empire's top experts was the second prince Dominguez, who was originally thought by many to have gradually lost power after the outbreak of the war.
The biting wind whipped up the bright red cloak behind the Second Prince.
Standing atop the platform, the young prince, clad in magnificent silver armor, was dashing and imposing. Tall and handsome, his striking good looks eclipsed the heavens and earth, instantly becoming the center of attention. Dominguez's brilliance was completely different from that of the eldest prince, Arshavin. The gods favored these two imperial princes, bestowing upon them different gifts that others could only envy: one possessed flawless appearance and demeanor, the other was born Zongheng unparalleled military talent.
I'm finally home. I almost got stuck on the way because of the heavy snow blocking the roads.
There will be another update tonight.
Happy New Year, brothers and sisters! May you all be happy!