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Hmph. Seeing Su Chen take the bait, Tang Feng couldn't help but smirk slightly. His uncle was the Camp Commander of that combat camp, which meant the Wang family held absolute power there. Once they entered the combat camp, how tasks were assigned would be entirely up to him.
In an instant, Su Chen had arrived deep within the frontline combat camp. Here, all the soldiers were experts at the Grand Master Realm, each one robust and skillfully handling their weapons. Su Chen, dressed in a flowing robe with sharp brows and bright eyes, stepped in like a refreshing breeze, instantly capturing everyone's attention.
His figure appeared somewhat slender, and the scholarly demeanor he exuded stood in stark contrast to the smoky battlefield around him, making him seem out of place. Soon after, news of an Alien Race siege spread through the camp, and all soldiers quickly assembled to prepare for support.
"Su Chen, you will follow the team!" At that moment, Tang Feng's voice rang out with undeniable authority. However, it seemed as if Su Chen didn't hear him; with a casual flick of his wrist, he summoned the Yun Yi Xian Jian and soared towards the heart of the battlefield.
Understanding the movements of the Alien Race was his purpose for being here. As for everything else, it was none of his concern.
Seeing this, Tang Feng's expression darkened as he sternly commanded, "You are openly defying military orders! Go after him immediately!" With orders given like a mountain's weight, two Peak Grandmaster warriors stepped forward. The aura radiating from them was overwhelming as they swiftly pursued Su Chen.
In the blink of an eye, Su Chen had flown several dozen miles away. Noticing the pursuers closing in behind him, he leisurely halted mid-air and cast a calm glance at them.
"Su Chen, you have ignored military regulations and acted on your own. We were sent by Tang San Shao to capture you and bring you back!" One of them declared as both revealed their Martial Spirits—one resembling a coiling spirit snake and the other like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain, their momentum fierce.
"Capture me?" Su Chen's gaze swept over the two; the depth and chill in his eyes made these two Peak Grandmasters tremble slightly as if they were suddenly facing an ancient beast. However, once they confirmed that Su Chen was merely at the Grandmaster level, their fear diminished somewhat, and courage surged back within them.
"Hmph! Don't pretend to be profound; come with us to accept your punishment!" one of them shouted angrily as chains danced like a spirit snake emerging from its lair. The other swung a massive hammer that stirred up fierce winds as they charged towards Su Chen in tandem.
"Go!" Su Chen shouted softly. A flash of brilliance sparked in his eyes as his celestial sword responded to his command, manifesting as a silver streak that sliced through the air.
With a sharp whoosh, Feng's sword energy accurately pierced through the knees of two individuals, instantly robbing them of their ability to fly. They screamed in agony as they plummeted to the ground.
Su Chen halted his figure, pointing his sword towards the sky. With a swift motion, he continued to soar forward on his sword, soon arriving at the heart of the battlefield.
Looking down, he saw countless human warriors below, some wielding weapons while others summoned dazzling Martial Spirit apparitions, bravely resisting the onslaught.
Opposing them were thousands of bizarre Alien Race creatures. They were uncovered, with long and powerful limbs, standing and walking steadily on their feet, exuding an exceptionally ferocious aura.
This was the Alien Race. Su Chen's gaze flickered as he assessed the situation in his mind.
Most of these Alien Race beings were at the Grandmaster level, but their strength was evidently superior to that of the human Spirit Warriors. At this moment, they had already pushed the human army into a retreat.
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