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  I moved slowly in the direction of the sound, and the voice gradually became clearer.

  "Yi An, tomorrow you'll let me disguise myself as a student of the academy to protect you, okay? Only by being personally by your side can I be at ease."

  "Can't you just leave me alone, why are you always like a fly buzzing around? I can protect myself with my own abilities, what's so great about you? If you're really that capable, then go to the front lines and take down both the demons and beasts yourself!"

  Riva's voice was somewhat helpless: "Ziyan, don't you understand my feelings for you yet? We've known each other for many years, why can't you just accept me?"

  Ziyan coldly smiled and said, "I only like people with strong abilities. Although you are now a Dragon Knight, you are still far from being a Dragon General. Wait until you reach that level before coming to talk to me again. Maybe then I will consider it."

  Riva smiled wryly, "Aren't you making things difficult for me? No one has ever reached the level of Dragon Rider General before the age of 45. Are you going to marry me when I'm over 40?"

  "Who said I was going to marry you? There are plenty of stronger people out there, I advise you to change your target and bother me less in the future. It's already very late at night, I'm going to rest now."

  "Yan..." Li Va grasped Yan's arm with one hand, his voice full of pleading.

  Ziyan coldly stared at him, and Rivana, with her powerful martial arts skills, had no way to counterattack. Under her piercing gaze, his hand involuntarily loosened.

  Ziyan suddenly pulled her arm back and let out a cold snort before turning around and walking away.

  Under the moonlight, Liva gazed blankly at Ziyan's departing back and suddenly said: "You've watched long enough, come out."

  I was startled in my heart, it seems that the strength is indeed still a bit worse than him. I have been very careful, but I was still discovered. I walked out of the shadow and came to Riva's face.

  "Riva looked me up and down: 'Lei Xiang, it's you. Your power has increased quite a bit. If not for the unintentional breathing sound you made just now, I wouldn't have discovered you.'"

  I said faintly: "It's not like I was discovered by you, I just passed by."

  Riva let out a long sigh and said, "You've also seen it, I don't know why, but Ziyan just can't accept me. I've tried every method, but I just can't move her heart. What do you think I should do? Was it this hard for you to pursue Zixue too?"

  Looking at Rivana's helpless appearance, I couldn't help but feel a little amused and said: "In this regard, I'm not as good as you. Sorry, I won't be able to help with this matter. But I think it's better to let things happen naturally. The more you pursue her, the less she may care about you."

  Riva was taken aback at first, then nodded in agreement. He took a step forward and patted my broad shoulder, saying: "You are the only student I look up to in this academy. Be careful tomorrow, the battlefield is no joke. Also, help me take care of Ziyan, don't let her get hurt."

  Under the swaying tree shadows, I saw Riva's sincere side for the first time. I turned around and walked in the direction I came from: "She is Zi Xue's sister."

  Riva watched me walk away, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

  Inside the fortress walls, each of us has put on the battle armor sent down from above. Due to our special status, the military department gave us the best things. I didn't choose a weapon, and Ink Ming is my best partner. I gently stroked its sword body, my friend, today, I will let you drink enough of the enemy's blood, although, there are my clansmen among them.

  A voice came from the left: "Old Lei, aren't you nervous at all?"

  I glanced at him: "Tense? What's there to be tense about? Don't forget what I said yesterday, do what you're supposed to do."

  "Boss, I'm a magician, don't have too much hope in me when it comes to charging into battle."

  "Got it."

  Not far behind me, Zi Yan was staring at me with a dazed expression.

  A general walked in front of us, wearing a silver cuirass, with a tricorn hat on his head and holding a long spear in his hand. He was about forty years old, and from his solemn demeanor, it could be seen that he must have been a seasoned commander.

  "Students of the Tian Du Academy, today you will face our arch-enemies: the Demon Clan and the Beastman Clan. The Marshal has arranged for you to be part of my legion on the left wing. My legion is the most courageous in the army. On the battlefield, only by relying on your own strength can you survive. I know this is your first time, but I demand that you face it bravely. If anyone holds back and affects everyone, affects my brothers, I will end his life without mercy. Do you understand?"

  "I understand." The voice sounds weak and listless.

  "Did you understand?" the general thundered, his eyes wide with anger.

  "I understand." Under his loud voice, the morale of the students improved significantly.

  The general raised his long spear with one hand and shouted: "Departure."

  The legion he led was a heavy cavalry legion, also the most expensive one. We were arranged on the far left of his legion, surrounded by neat rows of heavy cavalrymen. They were all wrapped in black armor, including their war horses, and each held a three-meter-long charging spear. Our small group of 100 people was so inconspicuous in the entire 30,000-strong heavy cavalry phalanx, with an aura of murder surrounding them. Looking at their neat formation, then looking at our loose array, it's clear that Longshen's training methods are indeed effective. I'm afraid only our Beastman tribe's Bimon Legion can match up to them. Fortunately, Longshen's heavy cavalry legion is not large in number. With such a powerful legion protecting us, the students of Tiandu have visibly relaxed a lot.

  A massive dragon god army lined up in front of the fortress, I found that the formation did not conform to any of the ones I had seen in the military books before.

  The two sides of the dragon god each have a heavy cavalry legion, with a large number of infantry in the center, and mages behind them. No light cavalry was found. If this formation were to be charged by the enemy's heavy troops from the center, wouldn't that be a mistake? With Rivold's experience as a dragon knight commander, shouldn't such an error occur? Is it possible that they're trying to lure the enemy in deep, but it doesn't seem like it either.

  The beastman troops were on the right side of our front, and the demons were on the left. In other words, the enemies we would be facing head-on would be the demons. I secretly let out a sigh of relief, after all, I was a member of the Bammon clan, and it wouldn't be good to fight against my own kind. Killing a few demons wasn't a big deal anyway.

  The armor we wore and the heavy cavalry's three-inch thick black iron armor were incomparable, and the weight was much lighter. I adjusted my helmet and looked back at the person I was about to protect.

  "Charge!" The demons on the opposite side launched a charge, with countless low-level magic beasts of all shapes and sizes at the forefront.

  The silver-armored general who just gave us a pep talk raised the long spear in his hand, and all the heavy cavalrymen grasped their three-meter steel spears with both hands, leaning forward with the spearhead pointing forward.

  The left wing's heavy cavalry legion, led by the silver-armored commander, charged forward like a dark cloud towards the oncoming demonic beasts. Our student legion was thrown to the back by the sudden charge, and some students even intentionally slowed down their horses, did they want to eat dust? The charging of thousands of troops made my blood boil with excitement, stirring up my dormant ferocity.

  I whispered to Feng Yun beside me: "You and Ziyan cover us from behind, Fengwen, how about we charge forward and kill a wave?"

  Feng's voice was somewhat stiff: "Alright, we can't afford to lose face for the Academy."

  I snorted, saying: "Don't be nervous, we're not here for the Dogshit Academy either. Want to improve your martial skills? This is the best place." After finishing speaking, I drew out Ink Shadow, kicked Black Dragon's horse belly with my heel, and shot out like an arrow.

  Feng urged on with a gritted determination, spurring his warhorse to follow closely behind. Purple Swallow's voice came from the rear: "Lei Xiang, be careful."

  I waved the ink Ming in my hand, and the black dragon's speed had completely rushed up. Soon, I caught up with the heavy cavalry that was rushing forward.

  Just as we were about to engage in close combat with the monsters, countless colored light balls flew from behind and bombarded the monster's camp, tearing countless monsters into pieces. It turned out that our magical support had arrived.

  The charge of the heavy cavalry left a deep impression on me. No matter what kind of magical beast, it becomes so fragile in front of the shining three-meter steel gun.

  I concentrated the fierce god's fighting spirit, and circles of yellow light radiated from the Ink Void, any demonic beasts that tried to approach me were easily taken care of.

  Almost nothing hindered, the vanguard I was in had already torn open a big gap in the monster army. The silver-armored commander shouted: "Slow down, turn around and charge back." The entire heavy cavalry corps began to divide into two streams under his command, quickly turning around to both sides and charging back at the scattered monsters.

  Feng Wu had caught up with me by this time. He frantically slashed out wind blades in all directions, chopping the surrounding demonic beasts into pieces.

  I shouted: "What are you doing, killing is enough, save some energy." At this moment, I suddenly felt a sharp gust of wind coming from behind, and as I lowered my head to counterattack, I found that the ambushing demon had turned into fragments. Not far away, Ziyan waved her staff at me, and her timely assistance warmed my heart.

  Rushed back to the vicinity of the fort, the heavy cavalry regiment reorganized its formation. I found that the entire regiment suffered little loss and maintained a fairly good formation.

  The most miserable was our student army, with most helmets nowhere to be seen. Although they didn't suffer any injuries, their faces were pale, apparently frightened out of their wits.

  The silver-armored commander shouted: "Everyone, prepare for the second charge, the main force of the demon tribe has come out." Sure enough, the regular troops of the demon tribe wrapped in armor appeared right in front of us. The silver-armored commander waved his long spear at me and signaled me to go over.

  I gave a loud shout and rushed to his side. "Young fellow, you're very brave, will you dare to charge forward with me later?"

  I proudly said: "What am I afraid of?"

  "Alright, let's go! Those damned demons are coming again, brothers, follow me!" The black whirlwind rose once more, and I charged forward alongside the silver-armored general wielding a long spear. Leading the charge with thousands of horses and men was exhilarating, my spirit and fighting energy reaching their peak. We were like the sharp tip of a long spear, piercing into the enemy's formation first.

  The demon tribe's troops were all tall warriors, and like us, they were all heavy cavalry. Two heavy cavalry clashed together, with only one outcome: close combat. In the battle, I had no time to consider the overall situation on the battlefield. Under the infusion of Dou Qi and Mo Ming's coldness, not a single enemy heavy cavalry could withstand my blow.

  The silver-armored general's marksmanship could only be described as transcendent, each shot he fired would leave an additional transparent hole in the throat of his opponent.

  Due to the killing nature, gradually, we penetrated deep into the enemy's interior. The wind asked them all in the back, should not be much danger, the number of enemy heavy cavalry legions is not as many as us, and the combat effectiveness is also inferior, it will not take long, they only have one fate, that is to be annihilated.

  The silver-armored general suddenly shouted: "Not good, steady your footing and don't charge forward anymore." I swung my sword to kill two enemies, and when I looked carefully, I also discovered the danger. We had already charged far away from the fortress and were relatively closer to the demon tribe's large camp.

  The silver-armored general stabbed at the surrounding enemies while muttering to himself, "Strange, why hasn't the reinforcement arrived yet?" Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his back. Not good, I've been struck by the enemy. Fortunately, for my defense, this isn't anything serious, just a burning pain where I was hit.

  The silver-armored general let out a loud shout, and the long spear in his hand transformed into countless points of light that instantly swept away the enemies surrounding me. This move also consumed quite a bit of his energy, and he asked unevenly: "How's it going, kid? Can you still hold on?"

  "I'm fine, I know why the reinforcements didn't come, look over there." I pointed to the other end of the battlefield.

  As I gestured, the silver-armored general couldn't help but take a deep breath, and countless giant beasts over four meters tall, wielding wolf-toothed clubs, appeared on the battlefield. The heavy cavalry on the other side was annihilated, and the reinforcements sent by the fortress were rushing to their aid. Dozens of flying dragons also appeared in the sky, and our dragon knights took action.

  "The beastmen fought desperately, but the Mongol giant beast legion came out."

  I suddenly remembered something and changed color: "It's not good, General, let's withdraw quickly. The demon tribe is likely to cooperate with the beastmen to launch a counterattack against us."

  The silver-armored general waved his long spear and said, "No way, we can't retreat. If we do, the whole army will be annihilated. You quickly go to the back and take your student troops with you, you are our future hope. I'll hold out here."

  As we were speaking, the sky in front of us suddenly darkened, and large patches of black fog flew towards us. The silver-armored general exclaimed: "Dark magic! Damn it, what is our magician doing?"

  It's not actually the magician's fault, we just rushed too quickly and exceeded the range of the magic cover.

  "Hey kid, you'd better get out of here. I'll take care of this." Take care of it? What can he use to take care of it? This vast area of dark magic is something even armor can't withstand.

  In an instant, the dark fog had arrived before me. Just as I was about to use the Tianmo Incantation to counter the enemy's magic, I suddenly discovered that a layer of light shield had appeared in front of me. The dark fog encountered the light shield and dissipated one after another, which means I didn't suffer from the magical attack. Without looking, I knew this was done by Ziyan.

  The Silver General may not be as lucky as I am, although his aura is strong, under the corrosion of dark magic, his armor has become rusty and worn out, in some places, it has been penetrated by intense corrosive magic.

  Large groups of infantrymen rushed out from the demon tribe's camp, charging towards us. Two parts of them were going to attack our rear. It seems they want to surround and annihilate us.

  Cries of despair filled the battlefield, our heavy cavalry corps was strong, but most riders were only at the level of mid-level warriors, facing such a large-scale dark magic attack, how many people's fighting spirit could defend?

  Cavalrymen and horses constantly let out mournful cries as they fell to the ground, and once fallen, they never rose again.

  I was secretly shocked, such a large-scale release of dark magic, at least one thousand dark magic masters of the demon tribe were needed to support it, it seems they are determined to take us down at all costs.

  My astonishment didn't stop there, just as the dark magic was slowly disappearing, I discovered an even more terrifying scene. Behind the dark magic, hiding were dozens of special troops flapping black wings and holding narrow swords. This troop was all too familiar to me - they were the demon clan's trump card unit, the Fallen Angel Battalion.

  As I watched them charge towards us, I knew the Heavy Cavalry Regiment was done for.

  I couldn't care less about fighting alongside the silver-armored general, I quickly retreated with the black dragon, I don't want to die, nor do I want my friends to die, and Ziyan can't afford to die either. A dark shadow swooped down from above me, heading straight for Ziyan who was continuously casting radiant magic.

  As soon as dark magic appeared, our student army began a desperate retreat.

  It wasn't until then that the results of their usual training in the academy were revealed, completely abandoning their horses, what aura, wind magic, they could all play beyond their level when it came to escaping, who still needed me to lead, they had already run away.

  The power of the fallen angel was fully exerted, although the fortress had dispatched a corresponding number of dragon knights, but distant water cannot solve the thirst of the near, the fallen angel had already charged into the heavy cavalry legion, they slaughtered my comrades at an astonishing speed, basically with a flash of black light, there must be a heavy cavalry falling to the ground.

  I'm well aware of their strength, because I have this ability myself. They are fully capable of annihilating us with their own troops before the Dragon Knights arrive. Facing the Fallen Angel Legion, our warriors' morale has been depleted and can only passively defend themselves.

  What relieved me was that Feng Yun and Feng Wen didn't leave, they stood on either side of Zi Yan to escort her, allowing Zi Yan's Bright Magic to fully demonstrate its lethal power against the Demon Clan.

  That fallen angel had approached them smoothly, and I shouted: "Ziyan, be careful above." Ziyan had not failed to notice the fallen angel, she gathered all her magic power and released a light system magic barrier. The fallen angel sneered, his narrow sword slashing horizontally, a black ray flashed by, and Ziyan's light system barrier was unable to withstand it, turning into tiny sparks that scattered in the air. My hands continued to release elementary magic in an attempt to stop him from harming Ziyan, but just like when I faced Liva, these elementary magics were fundamentally unable to break through his protective aura.

  I was suddenly shocked by her full and moving figure, only to discover that the fallen angel was actually a woman.

  Can't women cultivate the Tianmo Quan? Why can she? She let out a silvery laugh, her narrow sword flashing as she dissolved Fengyun and Fengwen's attack. Her left hand reached out, and with one grab, she seized Ziyan.

  "What a beautiful little girl, come back to the Demon Clan with me. Haha." At this time, I finally rushed over on horseback, and Mo Ming shot out a thread of spiritual light, which flew straight towards her back wings.

  That fallen angel swung his sword back with a nonchalant attitude, and a massive force was transmitted through Mo Ming. I hastily activated the Tianmo Jue to stabilize it, and roared: "Let her go!" The fallen angel saw that my longsword hadn't been shaken off, let out a soft hum, smiled and said: "Want to play hero and rescue the beauty? Then follow me!" With a flap of his wings, he charged towards the outside of the battlefield.

  "Wind, you two quickly retreat to the rear and merge with the Dragon Knights, it will be safe. I'll go save Ziyan." With that said, I urged on the black dragon, like a black lightning bolt chasing after the fallen angel's direction of departure.

  That fallen angel seemed to not want to shake me off, speeding up and slowing down erratically. Every time I got close, she would speed up again, but when the distance was too far, she would slow down and wait for me. Ziyan remained motionless in her arms, I didn't know what kind of injury she had sustained, my heart was extremely anxious, if anything happened to Ziyan, how could I face Zixue when we got back?

  Luckily, she chose to run on the main road; otherwise, I would have had to become a fallen angel in order to keep up with her pace. Unless absolutely necessary, I didn't want to reveal my true nature, so I persisted in riding the black dragon to pursue her.

  I chased from dawn till dusk and then from dusk till dawn again. I don't know how far I've run, but I understand that now I have entered the territory of the Demon Clan.

  That fallen angel suddenly stopped beside a forest, shook his arm and threw Zi Yan to the grass on one side, and said in a delicate voice: "Don't run anymore, I'm tired to death. You this dead human, is she your wife? Why are you chasing so tightly?"

  I was drenched in sweat as I grasped the black dragon, and from the moment I started chasing her, I had thrown away all the armor on my body to reduce weight and increase speed. My martial artist uniform was now completely soaked through.

  I panted heavily as I looked at her, this demon was surprisingly beautiful, with a pair of large black eyes that shone with an otherworldly intelligence. She seemed to be about the same age as me, and only had some leather armor protecting her vital areas. The narrow sword in her right hand gleamed with a dark, icy light, it must have been a treasured item, otherwise it would have broken under Mo Ming's attack earlier.

  She was stretching her body comfortably, with the pair of wings behind her gently flapping. Her full figure didn't seem to match her age, the twin peaks on her chest were almost bursting out, and her long legs were especially captivating. The gentle breeze blew lightly, making one want to take a peek at the scenery under her short black skirt.

  Thinking of this, I felt a chill in my heart. No wonder there's the saying that even someone with strong willpower like me would have wild thoughts. I coldly said: "Let her go, and I'll let you leave safely."

  "Heh heh, what can you do to me if I don't let you go? Can you beat me up? Don't you think it's strange that I have the ability to kill all of you but haven't made a move?"

  I coldly snorted: "Since you can kill us, why haven't you made a move yet?"

  She jumped up, laughing: "Of course there's a reason, I've never seen humans before, and you look like you're considered pretty among humans. I'm curious, so I brought you here to take a look. Hurry up and surrender, maybe I'll even spare your life." Although she was shouting and yelling, for some reason, I couldn't muster up any killing intent in my heart.

  I slowly raised my arm, and Mò Míng pointed at the ground with a slanted finger: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? Little girl. If you want my life, then take it yourself."

  The fallen angel's eyes lit up, and a dazed gaze flowed out of his purple pupils: "Wow, you're so stylish, much better than those trash. Unfortunately, you're human, or else I might have chased after you. Your sword is pretty good, once you're dead, it'll be mine. My name is Mo Yue, remember that when we meet underground."

  I was left speechless by her words, are all demon girls like this? I jumped down from the back of the black dragon with a whoosh, patted its big head, and the black dragon knowingly ran to one side.

  "There's something I want to ask you before our duel, isn't it that only male demons of the royal family can become Fallen Angels? Why are you able to?" This question has been lingering in my mind, and I must get a clear answer from her before we fight.

  Mo Yue smiled and said, "I'm a special case. Since you're already a dead man, it doesn't matter if I tell you. I'm the youngest princess of the Demon Emperor. My father doted on me so much that he broke the rules and transferred his own Heavenly Devil Technique into my body, giving me the chance to cultivate it. However, Father lost two layers of magic power in doing so and can no longer transform into a four-winged fallen angel. He said it'll take him two years to recover."

  So that's it, I thought the Tianmo Secret Grandma gave me was wrong. I switched my sword to my left hand and struck the ground heavily with my right fist, using my most familiar move - Crazy Wind and Rain.

  Mò Yuè felt the fluctuation of my power, and a look of surprise appeared on her face. A pair of wings flew up, but this time my attack range was very large. With a loud bang, the ground exploded with a huge hole, and countless broken stones carrying powerful energy flew towards her in the sky.

  She also underestimated me, now I'll let her know my strength. Mo Yue danced the narrow sword in her hand into a layer of black curtain, and the flying gravel was constantly turned into dust under her strong Dou Qi.

  The mad god's aura went wild in my body, causing my long hair to scatter and a layer of pale yellow mist to envelop my body. I let out a loud roar: "Mad War Under Heaven." How could I give her the chance to catch her breath when facing an enemy? The second style of the Mad God Fist Technique burst forth with my angry roar. A wave-like yellow aura surged towards Mo Yue, and in shock, her small face turned pale.

  Just as the Dou Qi was about to strike, Mo Yue suddenly closed her wings and curled up her body, wrapping it entirely in her massive wings, leaving no gaps. The remaining debris and the intense Dou Qi from Kuang Zhan Tian Xia heavily struck her body. Especially that one strike from Kuang Zhan Tian Xia, its power was enormous, sending Mo Yue's body flying like a cannonball into the forest.

  I knew that it was only because of her carelessness that I succeeded, and with the power of a fallen angel, I couldn't cause any fundamental harm to her. Taking advantage of the moment when she hadn't recovered yet, I flew over to Ziyan's side in an instant and scooped up her body. When I touched her, my heart also sank at the same time. She hadn't suffered any injuries, but only had her meridians temporarily sealed off.

  Under my surging energy, Ziyan let out a soft moan and slowly opened her eyes: "Am I not dead yet?" Having saved Ziyan, I was filled with an irrepressible joy in my heart, revealing a rarely seen smile: "Yes, you're not dead yet, but the danger hasn't passed. You go rest to the side and watch me take care of the enemy."

  A powerful force came from behind me, and I hastily hugged Ziyan and rolled to one side. The ground where we had just been standing was blasted out by the violent power, creating a large crater.

  Mo Yue flapped her wings and flew above us, looking a bit disheveled. Her originally neat hair was scattered over her shoulders, and she pouted with an inflated face. "Human, it seems I underestimated you. You've lost the chance to get the whole corpse. Go die." A thick black fog surged around Mo Yue's body, and a narrow sword flashed by with a cold gleam.

  I pushed Ziyan away from my chest, just as I was about to use Moheng to counterattack. But it was too late, the narrow sword had already stabbed into my right shoulder. The Crazy God's aura combined with my own defensive power managed to deflect the sword to one side, but due to its immense force, the sword still left a deep gash on my shoulder.

  A chill ran through my body from the wound, instantly making me feel numb. The Tianmo Jue automatically started operating without my control, quickly dissolving the invading dark energy, and a burning pain came from my shoulder.

  Mo Yue didn't pursue, she stared at me in surprise. In her mind, the sword just now should have pierced my shoulder, but in fact it only left a slight injury: "Since I completed the Fallen Angel transformation, you are the first person to withstand my sword and retreat unharmed."

  I activated the Crazy God's fighting spirit to seal off the blood vessels on my shoulders, and grasped Mo Ming's right hand so tightly that the veins on my hand bulged out. I stared at her intently, waiting for her next attack.

  Zi Yan was flung aside by me, her face pale with concern as she watched the situation unfold in the arena.

  In my heart, I secretly sighed - if I wanted to survive today, it seemed that not transforming was no longer an option.

  My madness is not yet fully under my control, and the only thing I can utilize now is the Fallen Angel transformation. However, if I transform with Ziyan by my side, then my covert operation as a Dragon God will come to an end... and my feelings for Zixue... Just as I was hesitating, Moyue suddenly turned sideways, her narrow sword pointing at me, and said in a gloomy tone: "If I kill you, wouldn't that reduce the number of reserve dragon riders for humanity?"

  "Dragon Knight? I never thought of that, but you can't kill me." Mo Yue didn't get angry, instead he smiled: "Is that so? You're quite confident in yourself, well then, I'd like to try and see whether your confidence is enough or my sword is faster?"