Permanent Martial Arts

As the martial artists charged, the dire beasts on the other side also went completely berserk. Countless dire beasts formed a horde and charged over in a frenzy. Ordinary firearms were useless against these dire beasts, for their defenses were just too strong.

Only martial artists, utilizing raw strength, could kill them in life-or-death combat.

On the battlefield, individual strength seemed rather insignificant. Lin Feng was among the crowd of martial artists. He saw with his own eyes that the first professional Grade Nine martial artist who charged forward was instantly sent flying by a Proboscis Beast.

Many martial artists were killed by dire beasts at the first moment of confrontation, and even their corpses were devoured. The smell of blood rose into the sky, thick to the extreme.

This was the battlefield. It was far more harrowing than when Lin Feng was sweeping through the Dragon Mountain region.

After the first round of charging, both sides began killing. The overall strength of human martial artists was much stronger, but there were many dire beasts. Thus, the battlefield was immediately in a stalemate now. At this juncture, those stronger martial artists could showcase their prowess.
The leader of Lin Feng’s platoon, Tyrant Saber, was rather strong and could deal with elite dire beasts alone. However, there were countless elite dire beasts on the battlefield. Hence, Tyrant Saber could barely protect himself and struggled as he fought.

The strongest person of Battalion Thirteen was a martial artist who used a short saber. He was ranked 16th on the merit rankings, and his power was not bad. The elite dire beasts could not even last a single round before him. He cut through them like a knife through hot butter, killing countless dire
beasts in a short period of time.

Platoon Nine was not very strong, and they were charging at the forefront. Hence, after a round of attacks, they were surrounded by dire beasts and were in a predicament. The leader Tyrant Saber was the strongest, but he could only protect himself, and could not spare the effort to protect others despite
wanting to.

“Qiangzi, be careful.”
“Turnip-head, watch your back.”

However, Tyrant Saber was kind despite his aloof demeanor. Even though he could barely protect himself, he was still doing his best to help the members of Platoon Nine.

suddenly, Tyrant Saber saw a motionless figure in the crowd.

“Lin Feng? Was he scared stiff?”

Tyrant Saber remember that this was a new member, who seemed to be stunned from fear as soon as he entered

boy, come to my

Feng, but Lin Feng did

Boom.

were no powerful martial artists around, and a few martial artists

“Lin Feng, be careful!”

savage, and not the average dire beast lords. Even if he went up,

member of Tyrant Blade’s platoon, yet he could only watch helplessly as Lin Feng was crushed

Swish.

turned around

Swish.

the white light, and they collapsed onto the ground like small mountains. Their corpses were

Saber, who was worried about Lin Feng just now, opened his mouth but couldn’t say

beast lords. Forget about him alone, even if a few more people came, they might not be able to hold off these two

with a single slash. Even the

took a deep breath. He had no intention of retracting his saber the moment it was unsheathed. The Lightning Arc Saber Technique had only one

killing martial art, and with the addition of Lin Feng’s

Swish! Swish! Swish!

from the saber flashed, and the dire beasts in front fell one after another. Be it ordinary dire beasts or elite dire beasts, even dire beast lords could not hold out a

not expect his platoon member to be so ferocious. If Lin Feng wanted to take

weakly and shook his head. Even though he felt a little bitter,