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Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Five: The Frog at the Bottom of the Well

  Apart from Liu Wuxie, everyone's face was filled with a look of yearning.

  More and more gigantic demonic beasts fell onto the Longquan battlefield, all of whom were disciples from other dynasties.

  For the first time, they met with other imperial geniuses, and everyone was on guard. The relationship between the major empires over the years has been extremely tense.

  The war of a hundred nations is even more about the life and death of a country, and it's not something to be taken lightly.

  "Fan Zhen, I didn't expect that in this generation of the Great Yan Imperial Court, there isn't a decent candidate either."

  Fifty meters away, a giant monster fell down, followed by a group of people who walked towards the Great Yan Dynasty at the first time.

  The old man who spoke was about the same age as Fan Zhen, around 100 years old, a true elixir realm expert with impressive strength.

  "Tan Wenxiong, I don't know what instructions you have!"

  Fan Zhen's face showed displeasure, they should all be familiar with each other by now, and very familiar at that.

  "I dare not accept your instruction, but I'm a bit curious. Is it that the Great Yan Imperial Court really can't find any geniuses? What kind of people are these? There's only one small True Dan realm, and judging from his true energy purity, he hasn't even broken through to True Dan for a month yet."

  Tan Wenxiong stroked his mustache, with a sarcastic expression on his face.

  They come with sarcasm and ridicule, either as opponents or sworn enemies, definitely not friends.

  Looking at the opposing camp, there were exactly twenty-one people. Astonishingly, seven of them had reached the True Dan Realm, while the rest were uniformly at the Half-Step True Dan Realm, their strength was overwhelmingly crushing.

  Looking over at the Great Yan Imperial Court this time, apart from Mo Chong, the remaining seventeen people were all in the Ninth Layer of the Washing Marrow Realm.

  Scoffed at by others, eighteen people including Liu Wu Xie revealed a hint of displeasure on their faces.

  They didn't provoke anything, but the other side couldn't wait to come over and mock them. What do they want to achieve in the end?

  "Director, who are they!"

  Ma Zhuoyu walked out and asked the dean, who was too aggressive.

  Mo Chong and other students were also curious, their eyes turned to the principal, asking what was going on.

  "They come from Tianfu Country!"

  Fan Zhen did not conceal it, the war of a hundred nations is about to begin, and they must be made to understand their opponents.

  "The Heavenly Kingdom of Tianfu has been constantly invading the borders of our Great Yan Dynasty."

  Whenever the Heavenly Kingdom is mentioned, a hint of anger appears on everyone's face. Only Liu Wuxie remains calm, his eyes scanning the more than twenty people from the Heavenly Kingdom and committing them to memory.

  "In the last war of a hundred nations, we lost two major cities, one of which was lost to Tianfu State. To this day, many of our people still suffer under the enslavement of Tianfu State."

  The big city that was given up has no status at all and is basically living like a slave.

  For the Great Yan Imperial Court, this is a humiliation. Everyone's face was filled with anger and hatred, as if they wanted to go up and fight a great battle.

  "Tan Wenxiong, the war of a hundred nations has not yet begun, and it is still unknown who will die in whose hands. Everything will be known only after the battle ends."

  Fan Zhen let out a cold laugh and didn't get angry.

  In the past, Fan Zhen could only endure and hide, his strength was inferior to others, so he chose to avoid confrontation.

  This year is different, with the existence of Liu Wuxie, this demon will surely make a big splash and severely strike several major powers around.

  "Hahaha... How ridiculous. With just you bunch of trash, I'm afraid the war of a hundred nations won't even be over yet, and you'll all die here."

  This time it was Tianfu Guoxue who spoke up, not Tan Wenyong, with a provocative glint in his eyes.

  "I'm so angry I could die! I'll take them on one by one!"

  Ma Zhuoyu couldn't take the provocation and wanted to fight with the people of Tianfu Country, but was pulled back by his fellow students, who shook their heads at him.

  These people, except for Liu Wuxie, are not opponents of Tianfu Country at all.

  Liu Wuxie didn't say a word, they went up, and all they could do was die in vain.

  "Are you all a bunch of cowards in the Great Yan State? I scolded you like this, but none of you reacted, what a bunch of trash."

  The other side spoke more and more loudly, bringing wave after wave of loud laughter.

  In the distance, several batches of people came down, representing their respective dynasties, making a lively scene, and gathering in this direction.

  The Great Yan Empire has been repeatedly tolerant, but the other side has not converged, and instead has become more and more aggressive, constantly mocking and insulting them as trash.

  "Li Zihao, why bother with a group of trash, anyway they won't live long. When the war of a hundred nations begins, they will be the first to be eliminated."

  The disciples of Tianfu Country behind him burst out laughing, each one holding their belly in laughter.

  "It's really infuriating! Brother Liu, can't you just teach them a lesson?"

  Ma Zhuoyu walked towards Liu Wuxie. Among the people present, only Liu Wuxie could teach them a lesson and restore the dignity of the Great Yan Imperial Court.

  If things go on like this, the dignity of the Great Yan Empire will be completely lost.

  Liu Wuxie was unmoved, his eyes glanced at Ma Zhuoyu with an indifferent expression. He didn't have much sense of belonging to the Great Yan Empire, just a passing guest.

  They fought among themselves and didn't want to get involved.

  Just want to enter the cultivation world as soon as possible, get more cultivation resources, and don't care about other things.

  "Liu Shixiong, Ma Shidi is right, you must teach these ignorant guys a good lesson."

  Among nations, these students of Imperial College automatically form a clique and stand together against common enemies.

  "Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter! You bunch of trash, actually wanting to let the Ninefold Cleansing Realm teach us a lesson? How ridiculous!"

  The laughter on the other side of Tianfu was even louder, with contempt filling their eyes.

  "Brother Liu..."

  A dozen or so disciples looked at Liu Wuxie with hopeful faces, hoping he would say something to intimidate this group of riffraff.

  "A bunch of frogs in a well, no need to stoop to their level!"

  Liu Wuxie was pushed forward by the crowd and had no choice but to continue, especially since Tianfu Country had humiliated them in every way, including Liu Wuxie.

  "You little brat, how dare you say we are frogs at the bottom of a well? I'll kill you!"

  This sentence thoroughly enraged the people of Tianfu Country, and they all drew out their weapons, wanting to take action.

  Ma Zhuoyu and others like Qin Lei were very excited, as long as Liu Wuxie took action, there was nothing that couldn't be done.

  "Are you sure you want to take action?"

  Liu Wuxie revealed an innocent and harmless appearance, seemingly without any threat, but gave people a gloomy feeling, especially Liu Wuxie's eyes, which were deep and bottomless, making one feel deeply trapped after just one glance.

  Man does not offend me, I do not offend man, this has always been what Liu Wuxie upholds.

  He wants to pick a fight and is not afraid of anything; at worst, he'll just be killed.

  "Director, this child is too arrogant, I request to go and kill him!"

  A half-step Zhen Dan realm cultivator walked out of the Tianfu Country's camp, respectfully asking Tan Wenyong to agree to let him take action and teach Liu Wuxie a lesson.

  "Alright!"

  Tam Man-hung agreed to the man's request.

  Having received the dean's reply, the man took a step forward, and a violent force crushed over, forming rolling waves.

  Fan Zhen gave a booklet to Liu Wuxie and others, which had information about the Tianfu Kingdom. The data of these border countries was very comprehensive. The man who handed it over to Liu Wuxie was named Liu Guangpeng, with average strength.

  Since breaking through the Ninth Layer of Washing Marrow, Liu Wuxie had not made a move yet. Generally, low-level True Dan Realm cultivators would not last one move in his hands, let alone Half-Step True Dan Realm cultivators.

  "Be careful, Wuye!"

  Fan Zhen knew the strength of Liu Wu Xie, but still reminded him that this was Long Zhu's battlefield, where danger lurked at every moment, and a slight carelessness would result in death without a place to bury one's body.

  In past years, many people died in the Zhen Dan realm, and the Hundred Nations War was a road paved with blood.

  To enter the cultivation world, one must step on the bones of others to rise up.

  He nodded, and no matter what enemy he faced, Liu Wuxie would always go all out, never being careless.

  Everyone on the side of the Great Yan Imperial Court was excitedly dancing with their hands and feet, even more excited than when they themselves took the stage, and they all retreated to a distance, clearing out a battlefield.

  The people gathering around are getting more and more, most teams, basically within thirty people, the least only five people, should be a small imperial court, not as good as the Great Yan State.

  "You little brat, you dare to insult us as frogs in a well? Today I will represent the Tianfu Kingdom and teach you a good lesson, let you know that not any words can be spoken recklessly."

  Liu Guangpeng's body swayed, and one fist directly smashed towards Liu Wuxie's face.

  Extremely fast, indeed a master. Similarly in the Half-Step True Dan Realm, his strength is comparable to that of an ordinary True Dan Realm expert.

  The Tianfu Kingdom has developed rapidly in recent years, with talents emerging one after another. Whether it's national strength or seedlings, they far surpass the Great Yan Dynasty by a large margin.

  "What happened? How did they get into a fight?"

  Later, when those people arrived, they were still unclear about what had happened. There was one day left before the start of the Hundred Nations War.

  "The Tianfu Kingdom and the Great Yan Kingdom have always been old enemies. Whenever they meet, a battle is inevitable."

  Another country has emerged and is taking big strides forward.

  The people of Tianxiang Country are known for producing various fragrances. These two countries truly have wolf-like ambitions, using sandalwood and the seven-note box to try to kill the Emperor of Dayan.

  Being deceived by Liu Wuxie, they just ruined their own good things. King Yong of Song should have colluded with the two countries long ago.

  The fist wind is getting closer and closer, Liu Guangpeng has never put Liu Wuxie in his eyes from start to finish.

  There was no one named Liu Wuxie on the name list they received.

  Liu Wuxie rose to power in just a few months, and news had not yet reached them, so they naturally did not know.

  It was strange that Liu Wuxie stood still on the spot, unmoved, and let Liu Guangpeng's fist come, which made many people confused.

  "Look at him, this kid is scared stiff and doesn't even know how to resist."

  The other students of Tianfu Country burst into loud laughter, and all sorts of vicious words kept pouring out.

  "The tiny Washing Marrow Realm dares to insult us? Let Liu Brother severely teach him a lesson and show the might of our Tianfu Nation."

  In front of everyone's eyes, Liu Guangpeng's fist appeared a few inches from Liu Wuxie's face.

  "Kid, you're going to die! Today I'll show you what happens when you offend our Tianfu Kingdom!"

  Liu Guangpeng sneered and seemed to see the scene of Liu Wuxie being beaten to death, his fists mixed with thunder, and it was a full-force blow.

  "You insignificant creatures dare to shout and yell in front of me? Killing you would be a waste of my hands, it would dirty them."

  A fierce and violent killing intent radiated from Liu Wuxie, sweeping out in all directions and causing the surrounding space to tremble.

  "What a terrible wave of air!"

  The people around him changed their faces greatly, this doesn't seem like the Ninth Layer of the Washing Marrow Realm, but rather the True Dan Realm.

  The boundary cannot be faked, Liu Wuxie is a real-life Jiuzhong Xixuan.

  At that moment when the air wave rolled over, Liu Guangpeng realized something was wrong and his body turned sideways to avoid it, but unfortunately he was one step too late.

  His speed was fast, Liu Wuxie was ten times faster than him.

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