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A long, long time ago, during the reign of Emperor Zhao Taizu of the Huaxia Nation, he posed a question to his six princes when choosing a successor: "What is the most important thing in this world?"
One prince claimed that money was the most important; another said it was the people's hearts. One even went so far as to say that beautiful women were the most important, which infuriated Zhao Taizu, who promptly slapped him.
Finally, the youngest prince spoke up, stating that fairness in competitions among professionals was the most important. This answer pleased Zhao Taizu, who then passed the title of Emperor of Huaxia to him. After all, the Nine Provinces Continent was a world of professionals, where millions of troops could be wiped out by just a few Ninth-Level Mages working together. The outcomes of their contests often determined the stability of a nation.
This principle became a common standard among all professionals: battles for life and death must be fair. Just yesterday, Ye Huan had saved Zhang Ren because their conflict with Zuo Yi had not yet escalated to a life-or-death level. However, today was different; with two nations at war and generals who were mostly professionals engaged in combat, outside interference was generally not permitted. Ye Huan had recklessly created a large hole in the opponent's ranks—how could Han Lin not be furious?
Just when Zuo Yi managed to return to the Abandoned Wall, he saw a torrent of cavalry rushing toward them and turned to Ye Huan with confusion. "Zuo Yi! Why are these guys ignoring all rules? Shouldn't both sides prepare before starting a battle?"
Rules...
Upon hearing Ye Huan mention this word, Zuo Yi felt an overwhelming urge to cry. If it weren't for Ye Huan saving him, he would have pointed at Ye Huan's nose and told him, "If you hadn't broken the rules, would they be fighting so recklessly?"
Of course, Zuo Yi could never voice such thoughts. Ignoring Ye Huan, he turned to his attendant who had been with him when he left the wall's ruins and scolded him directly: "What did I tell you? Didn't I say we should retreat? Why are you still here?"
"This..." The attendant hesitated as he looked at Ye Huan, feeling utterly helpless. He had wanted to leave long ago, but Ye Huan had stopped him!
Noticing his attendant's gaze drift toward Ye Huan, Zuo Yi immediately understood that this was yet another mess caused by Ye Huan. He wanted to reprimand Ye Huan in his capacity as Centurion but found himself unable to speak when faced with Ye Huan's innocent expression. He could only swallow his frustration and remind himself that Ye Huan was a young master; he couldn't stoop to that level.
Suppressing his anger and clenching his fist tightly, Zuo Yi issued another command to his attendant: "Send word to prepare for battle!"
"Wait!"
Before Zuo Yi could finish speaking, Weiyang waddled forward with his plump figure, waving a staff that had appeared in his hand at some point. With a smile in his small eyes, he said, "Centurion, shall we handle this?"
"You? Are you joking? That's five thousand cavalry!" Before Zuo Yi could respond, his attendant was the first to express disbelief at Weiyang's words. After he spoke up, many soldiers echoed similar sentiments: "Can you really do it?" "I don't want to put my life in someone else's hands!"
Doubtful of their abilities?
Seeing so many soldiers express distrust after Weiyang had already faced their scrutiny once before ignited Weiyang's anger. He unleashed the aura of a Fourth-Level Quadruple Element Mage; with a wave of his staff, wind, water, fire, and lightning elements rapidly gathered around him. The overwhelming pressure from the concentrated Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy made many soldiers feel as if they couldn't breathe; fear filled their eyes as they looked at Weiyang.
"Quadruple Element Mage? Are you really Weiyang, the grandson of the Mage Association president?"
Regular Soldier Zuo Yi could not quite grasp the suffocating sensation, but he felt the gathering of various magical elements in the air. He couldn't help but shout out loud. It was no wonder; from start to finish, this chubby fellow had always been somewhat inconspicuous. When leaving the military camp of Sky Star City, the city lord Li Dan had not given any special instructions, so he naturally had no way of knowing Weiyang's true identity.
However, after his shout, the soldiers' gazes towards Weiyang changed dramatically—from initial distrust to later fear, and now it transformed into a form of respect…
Being watched with such respectful eyes by so many people made Weiyang feel a surge of satisfaction. He smiled and took out a Fifth-Level Magical Beast inner core from his pocket, tossing it to Zuo Yi. "Alright, I’ll give you some credit for having an eye for talent. Take this and eat it to heal your wounds. Let me show you how it's done…"
Catching the item thrown by Weiyang, Zuo Yi felt a bit displeased when he heard Weiyang refer to himself as "little brother." However, when he sensed the intense fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy emanating from it, he looked down in surprise and exclaimed, "A Fifth-Level Magical Beast inner core?"
Holding the inner core given by Weiyang, Zuo Yi couldn't help but find Weiyang increasingly likable, as if a savior had come into the world. He hurriedly nodded and swallowed the inner core without a second thought, completely ignoring the soldiers he had brought along who were still standing quietly in place.
Seeing Zuo Yi consume the Beast Inner Pill, Weiyang nodded in satisfaction before turning to look at the large number of cavalry from the Southern Xiongnu Empire charging towards them…
"Weiyang, are you alright? Do you need my help?"
For some reason, seeing Weiyang standing there made Ye Huan feel uneasy. He patted his shoulder and said this. It was understandable why Ye Huan felt this way; after all, Weiyang had always been unreliable in his past endeavors.
Turning away in frustration, Weiyang found it hard to express his feelings towards Ye Huan, who still did not understand his true strength after all this time. He could only mutter, "Just watch closely!"
After saying that, Weiyang no longer glanced at Ye Huan. He silently began to chant a spell. Perhaps due to the large number of people around, he did not make any sound. As he continued chanting, various elements in the air began to gather more and more densely. The water and fire magic elements above his head even turned half red and half blue…
The distance between them gradually closed as they watched the soldiers of the Southern Xiongnu Empire appear just a hundred meters away. Ye Huan had made up his mind; if there was still no action from Weiyang when they were fifty meters away, he would take matters into his own hands. With that thought in mind, he prepared to summon the 2012 Arms compendium just in case.
But at that moment, Weiyang finally moved. His chanting ceased entirely as he raised his staff high and uttered a few words: "Fourth-Level Mixed Magic, Ice and Fire Duality…"
‘Damn it! Why do I feel like I've seen this technique in some island nation’s action movie?’
Upon hearing what Weiyang shouted, Ye Huan gaped in shock as images flashed through his mind of something he had seen on a computer screen back in high school.
Perhaps to match Ye Huan's astonishment, as soon as Weiyang called out "Ice and Fire Duality", massive amounts of water and fire elements rapidly coalesced into two gigantic dragons with claws bared—each stretching dozens of meters long. One radiated intense heat typical of fire magic while the other exuded chilling cold reminiscent of deep-sea waters. They intertwined and charged towards the Abandoned Wall, creating a spectacular scene.
"He's a mage! A mage!" "Quickly retreat! The enemy has a mage!"
Seeing these two majestic dragons caused chaos among the cavalry of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Some wanted to retreat; however, their mounts showed no fear as they charged forward. Others tried to flee, but amidst such a pressing army, where could they run?
Thus, within moments, as the two dragons covered over a hundred meters distance in an instant, they enveloped several hundred soldiers at the front within their grasp, forming a circle around them. Then, both dragons exploded simultaneously!
Booming sounds echoed through the air.
Like the demolition of an abandoned building in the Twenty-First Century, a thick cloud of dust filled the area a hundred meters in front of the Abandoned Wall, obscuring any view of what lay within.
After several seconds, as the smoke gradually cleared, Ye Huan, Zhang Ren, and the soldiers from Huaxia Nation watching from the city wall were all taken aback. In their line of sight, where the explosion had occurred, there was now a massive pit over ten meters in diameter and at least three meters deep. Inside the pit, severed limbs were scattered everywhere, and dismembered bodies lay strewn about, with heads and torsos separated in a gruesome display.
Behind the pit, countless cavalrymen from the Southern Xiongnu Empire, propelled by inertia, charged directly into the hole along with their horses. The scene turned chaotic as men and horses tumbled over one another; many were trampled to death. By this single strike alone, Weiyang had effectively killed over a thousand soldiers from the Southern Xiongnu Empire. If this were counted as military merit, it would be enough for him to be promoted to a Centurion rank equivalent to Zuo Yi's.
However, after Weiyang unleashed this devastating blow, Han Lin appeared behind the Southern Xiongnu Empire's army without anyone noticing. With so many casualties, Han Lin could no longer explain himself to the Sovereign of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. Gritting his teeth as he looked at the massive crater created by Weiyang's magic, he relayed a message through his Centurion: continue advancing until they occupied this ruined city wall!
Others might not understand, but Han Lin knew all too well how long it took for a mage to prepare their spells. His only hope now was that this ruin did not harbor two mages!
In fact, aside from Weiyang, there were no other mages present on the ruined wall; however, there was still a Third-Rank Summoner!
At that moment, Ye Huan, as a summoner, couldn't help but give Weiyang a thumbs up after witnessing his destructive power. Praising him excitedly, he said, "Come on, Weiyang! Just two more spells like that and they'll be finished!"
Weiyang replied with silence.
After a long pause without any response from Weiyang and seeing the Southern Xiongnu Empire soldiers charging again, Ye Huan looked at him in surprise and urged urgently, "What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and cast another one!"
Under Ye Huan's persistent questioning, Weiyang's chubby face turned red from holding back for so long before finally managing to say, "I've exhausted my magical energy..."
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