"Compared to the Dragonblood Warriors, the disciples of our Nangong family are like flowers in a greenhouse. The children are all good kids, but we old folks are just too stubborn."
Several Grand Elders of the Nangong family gathered together, unable to help but feel endless emotion.
In terms of talent, the disciples trained by the Nangong family are definitely much stronger than the Dragon Blood Warriors. In terms of resources, the Nangong family knows how far ahead they can outshine Long Chen.
Now they had seen the real difference: real combat training. Although they also trained disciples, it was still a trial, and dangers were always within control.
But after countless life-and-death battles, the Dragonblood Legion had no guarantee of their lives. They could only fight desperately, and in the process of desperation, they grasped the true essence of martial arts.
Even if their combat power was slightly superior to the Dragonblood Warriors, in front of them, it was a matter of life and death. The Dragonblood Warriors' belief in victory was terrifying.
Even surrounded by endless blood clan armies, a single lapse could cost them their lives, yet they still remained effortless. What was this? This is absolute confidence—they absolutely won't make any mistakes.
Walking through a dangerous gap, turning danger into safety with a wave of his hand, prompted everyone to reflect. The elders of the Nangong family immediately reflected on themselves.
It must be said, the elders of the Nangong family are quite cultured. When problems arise, they first think about their own faults, rather than complaining and shifting blame like some people.
"You can't say that. Everyone's path is different. Some rise to prominence first, some achieve greatness later. In the end, it's all about the outcome."
The path of a Dragonblood Warrior may not suit others; envying is meaningless; as long as you see your own path clearly, that's enough. "Nangong Zuiyue said with a smile.
"Zuiyue is right. The Nangong family's method of mind is not focused on brutality, which we cannot imitate. Otherwise, it would be like trying to paint a tiger but ending up like a dog." An elderly man in a gray robe smiled faintly and said.
This elder was Dongfang Yunshan, the current head of the Dongfang family. However, Dongfang Yunshan's seniority was not high, making him a rising star. In terms of seniority, he was still a junior to Nangong Zuiyue, but since he was the family head, they were addressed as equals.
"Rumble rumble rumble...
At that moment, another new blood clan member appeared. These blood clan experts were exceptionally robust, over three feet tall, with shoulders as wide as nine feet, sturdy hands and feet, wielding giant hammers, roaring as they charged at the Dragon Blood Legion.
"It's the Mighty Blood Clan. This is a mid-tier race among the blood clan, incredibly strong and terrifyingly powerful. Senior Brother Long Chen, you must be careful with the warriors." When she saw those massive figures appear, Li Jing exclaimed in surprise.
"Boom!"
A powerful member of the Blood Clan charged in front of the Dragonblood Warrior, raised his hammer, and struck hard. The Dragonblood Warrior blocked with his sword, but sparks flew everywhere. The Dragonblood Warrior was knocked back several steps, and the Blood Warrior lost his grip on the giant hammer, sending him flying far away.
However, the Dragonblood Warrior's strike did not kill the powerful Blood Clan warrior. At this moment, the Dragonblood Warrior had fully unleashed his vision, holding back all his strength.
"Even powerful blood clan experts connected to the Nether Realm can withstand it?" Li Jing covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes full of shock. Just how strong was the Dragonblood Warrior?
The Mighty Blood Clan was a mid-tier race among the blood clans, said to be the backbone of the clan. The powerful Blood Clan expert charging at the Dragon Blood Warrior was a Tongming Realm expert, yet he was actually sent flying.
"Boom boom boom...
As the powerful warriors of the Mighty Blood Clan charged in in large numbers, the Dragonblood warriors finally could no longer remain calm and were left in a panic.
"Boom!"
A Dragonblood warrior was suddenly brought into close combat by more than a dozen powerful Blood Clan members, instantly falling into a deadly state. The disciples of the Tianwu Alliance screamed in alarm. In their eyes, under such circumstances, the Dragonblood Warrior was doomed.
"Bang!"
The Dragonblood warrior actually smashed one of the giant hammers with his fist, deflecting it. However, one of his arms was also deformed from the impact, clearly broken bones.
"Puff puff puff... The
Dragonblood warrior seized the opportunity, severing the head of the Mighty Blood Clan member with his longsword. The giant hammer he had deflected blocked the attacks of several other experts. Amid their confusion, the Dragonblood Warrior's sword flashed like a rainbow, instantly killing seven Mighty Blood Clan warriors.
With seven powerful Blood Clan warriors killed, the Dragonblood warrior immediately bought himself a chance to catch his breath. A giant hammer sliced through the void, and his arm, which had been deformed from the impact, had recovered. With a flick of the hammer, it immediately turned and blocked the nearby strike.
The Dragonblood warrior seized the opportunity to slay the two powerful Blood Clan warriors again—retreating, borrowing force, swinging, and killing in one smooth motion. His movements were smooth, exquisitely crafted, and extremely thrilling.
As those powerful Blood Clan warriors charged in, the Dragonblood warriors were immediately in grave danger. Yet, they could still fight fiercely in endless danger, killing powerful opponents in succession—their skills were truly astonishing.
"The warm-up is over, and the battle has finally begun." Gu Yang clenched his fists, a bit excited, and he was actually itching to get his hands itching.
"Warming up?"
Li Jing was speechless. Such a terrifying battle before was just a warm-up in front of the Dragonblood Warrior? This is just too perverse.
"Long Chen, senior brother, don't you need to step in to help?" Li Jing said with some concern.
After Li Jing said this, everyone laughed. A female soldier from the medical team laughed and said,
"Little sister, you underestimate us Dragonblood Warriors. These small fry can't handle us, yet you dare call yourself Dragonblood Warriors?"
"But...
Li Jing saw those Dragonblood warriors already starting to get injured, clearly looking like they were being driven to the brink. It didn't seem fake at all.
"It's okay, just watch." The female soldier from the medical team comforted her.
While everyone was talking, the Dragonblood warriors were already in danger. They were surrounded by more and more powerful Blood Clan warriors, especially those at the Tongming Realm, whose power was terrifying and posed a deadly threat to them.
Occasionally, Dragonblood warriors were injured and coughed up blood, but they never backed down. In desperate situations, they looked for opportunities, and if none existed, they created chances to counterattack.
"Now I finally understand why the Dragonblood Warrior is so strong, yet even when facing death, his Dao heart remains steadfast, his spirit flawless." A righteous cultivator sighed.
Seeing the Dragonblood Warriors in danger, their hearts tightened. In their eyes, the Dragonblood Warrior could be slain at any moment.
But the Dragonblood warriors remained calm, showing no sign of panic. Whenever they were in a desperate situation, they always found the right way to counterattack and turn danger into safety.
"Senior Brother Long Chen is treating this battle as a trial. That's just too ... Crazy! "People watching this battle couldn't help but feel their hearts race—it was truly thrilling.
You have to understand, this isn't a trial—it's a real battle, a life-threatening one. Trials always offer a chance to save lives, but here, there's nothing. If you die here, you're truly dead.
"Risking his life to train—no wonder he's so terrifying. Every bit of fame a Dragonblood Warrior has a strength that matches it—truly well-deserved."
"Human potential is limitless; it all depends on whether you can force it out. Dragonblood warriors are all monsters; this is definitely not the first time they've done something like this."
For a moment, the righteous disciples all sighed that this kind of battle was terrifying, truly dancing on the edge of a blade—one wrong move and you could lose your life.
Meanwhile, the strong figures from other factions also pointed at the battlefield, speaking to their disciples, clearly giving them a lesson.
Only the evil sect disciples watched with fear and fear. You have to understand, evil sect disciples are all strong survivors of brutal training, notorious for their ruthlessness and fearlessness in the face of death.
But even they were terrified when faced with such a terrifying blood clan army. Their ruthlessness was just an act, a show for others, deliberately making people fear them.
The ruthlessness of the Dragonblood Legion, however, comes from deep within their souls. They disdain showing off to others; they are ruthless not only to their enemies but even more ruthless to themselves.
"Pfft"
A Dragonblood warrior's body was half smashed to a bloody mess by a powerful Blood Clan member, but Long Chen and the others remained indifferent, showing no intention of helping.
As a result, the Dragonblood Warrior struggled for several breaths before finally seizing an opportunity to kill two powerful Blood Clan warriors, slowing the pace and buying a chance to catch his breath.
"That's ruthless!"
People couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines. The Dragonblood Warrior was already hanging by a thread, yet Long Chen and the others were just watching like that.
"This matter has to be ruthless. This time Long Chen can help him, but who will help him next time?"
Mo Nian, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. He said calmly, "If you don't work hard yourself, no one can help you. Long Chen is only providing them with an environment, but to become peerless experts, they still have to rely on themselves."
Whether it was Long Chen or the Dragon Blood Warriors, they were well aware of their own situation; in fact, they were all fighting desperately.
In fact, life is like this: the bigger your goals, the greater the challenges you'll face. If you only have mortal goals, you only need to experience mortal setbacks.
If you want to become a god, you will face god-level trials, and everyone must pay the price for their ambitions. Hearing
Mo Nian's words, everyone fell silent, watching as the Dragonblood Warriors were surrounded by endless powerful warriors, like a small boat in a raging sea, ready to capsize at any moment. Yet the Dragonblood warriors' eyes remained resolute, showing no sign of giving up. That scene touched everyone's hearts.
Time passed little by little, and when the sun climbed high again, it meant the great battle had lasted a whole day and night.
The Dragonblood warriors endured for several hours against the endless mighty blood clan experts. Countless times, they nearly died, but in the end, they all made it through.
However, after such a long time, their strength began to wane, yet they continued to fight. Their eyes were weary, yet they remained resolute.
"We're almost at our limit, Guo Ran, give the order." Long Chen had been watching the battlefield all along, then suddenly spoke.