Chapter 116: The Elba Recruits

The undercurrents surging through Rome had nothing to do with Marco. Since his arrival on the island of Elba, his life had seemingly been narrowed down to a single purpose: training troops.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of a whip reached Marco’s ears. He glanced over with an expressionless face. A recruit was hanging upside down from a pillar, being lashed, yet the man stubbornly refused to utter a single sound.

"Dionysus," Marco called out.

Yun Chen heard the roar of the Azure Dragon and helplessly rubbed his ears. He understood that such things, which did not belong to this world, were difficult for even the Azure Dragon to accept all at once.

"Heh, a loser is always a loser. Let’s see how you plan to succeed as the clan leader," Chai Ruo, sitting below, muttered.

At that moment, he suddenly recalled an ancient family manuscript he had read in his youth.

After Zheng Mo initiated the war, the defection of over twenty thousand men from the Badai tribe significantly bolstered their strength. The Huyan tribe originally possessed over sixty thousand archers; if they could recruit another twenty thousand or so in their southward expansion, they would become a major power with a hundred thousand warriors, a force whose voice in the grasslands would carry immense weight.

The students here ranged from five to eighteen years old; those in Ya Ya’s class were generally between five and ten.

Seeing that the Ming army had actually sent a cripple to face him, Huo Zang’s face immediately twisted with disdain and rage. He pulled slightly on his reins, letting his horse step back to clear some space, while simultaneously brandishing his blade in a posture ready to strike.

Hua Yao, standing to the side, panicked when she heard Yun Chen was leaving. "Master, what about me?" she asked. She did not want this newly found master to vanish, never to be seen again.

"You bastard! I’ll kill you!" The man struggled to strike, but the guards held him down firmly.

By now, everyone looked upon Yun Chen as an object of worship; who would dare to object? They agreed in unison and retreated in excitement. They truly needed to consolidate their cultivation.

Using god-level power, I fashioned a fireball even larger than theirs. It surged toward them and detonated right before their eyes, producing an effect more brilliant than a star’s explosion.

Barely resisting his overwhelming aura, Su Heba Lu let out a boisterous laugh and lunged at me with an even more formidable pressure.

"Braviary is unable to battle. As all three of Trainer Yun Ying’s Pokémon are unable to battle, the winner advancing to the next round is Trainer Mo Yu." The referee announced the result, and the spectators erupted in cheers for Mo Yu’s victory.

Later, a faint, milky-white glow began to emanate from the sword. They knew this meant the true essence within had been compressed to its absolute limit. What was Xu Yuanxing thinking? How could he dare such a thing? Did he not realize that this was a Heavenly Grade treasure? The force of its rebound could kill an Innate-stage master.

"Just a traitor; I am merely doing you a favor." With a faint smile, Qing Hua handed his war blade to a young man.

Zi Xuan did not want him to exhaust himself. "You rest; I will go ask." Entrusting Shui Muxia to Xue Lian and Bi Zhu, and after exchanging a look with Prince Jin, she walked toward the flatbed cart.

Young Master Rong had no history with Iron Eagle and thus no friendship, but Iron Eagle spoke so little that Young Master Rong was not even sure if he could command him.

Zi Xuan’s face went pale as she looked at the sword in Prince Jin’s hand. "Your Highness, do not do anything foolish."

Lin Ruo’er looked at the ticket with a flicker of temptation, but ultimately shook her head firmly, remaining unmoved no matter how much Huang Pinlong pleaded.

Indeed, with a target as large as the fence, and one that remained stationary, if he couldn't hit it, the torpedo officer might as well quit his job.

Tang Jian gave a nod of acknowledgment to Tian Aden. In the field of technical science, competence was paramount; it seemed that the techniques Tian Aden had employed over the past two years had long since left these two arrogant, overseas-educated engineers in complete awe.