Volume One, Chapter 53: Telling Qi Jiguang About the History of the Eight-Year War of Resistance

"Father, I will escort this female assassin back and lock her up, and arrange for men to come and protect you!" Xingguo said with concern.
"With me in the medical hall, no one can harm General Qi. Besides, even if ordinary soldiers were sent, they couldn't get in anyway. It's enough to just station two soldiers at the entrance of the moon gate," Xia Jingtian said.
Xia Jingtian knew that his medical hall was different from ordinary ones; those soldiers simply could not enter.
"Doctor Xia has extraordinary martial arts skills. May I ask what school or sect you belong to, and who is your master?" Xingguo asked curiously.
"My master is Zhang Sanfeng, and I am also a disciple of the Shaolin Temple," Xia Jingtian replied with a smile...
Seeing this, Wang Ba had no choice but to give up. He glared fiercely and said, "Let's see what you have to say in an hour's time." With a flick of his sleeve, he strode toward a nearby tavern.
"I don't know what you are still waiting for!" Pam gave a low, angry roar toward Viscountess, unleashing the agile reflexes of a vampire as she lunged directly at her from five meters away.
"During that time over a decade ago, out of more than a dozen people, only three were Spirit Gathering Realm cultivators, while the rest were at the Pulse Forging Realm, making them completely useless. Furthermore, that failure was due to strategic errors, not a lack of strength," Yuyuan coldly interjected.
Staff members hurried back and forth behind the curtain, frantic and overwhelmed, until finally, everything fell into place and the performance on the front stage began.
"I knocked down two with a single punch, kicked down three with one kick, right under my armpit... These heretic scoundrels are simply too weak..." Shanshan boasted during a brief moment of leisure, leaving the others listening with drool dripping from their mouths.
"Commander, I'll say it again: as long as you treat me well, anything goes. But if you treat me poorly, I'll leave even if it means death," Huchi was the first to speak up, puffing out his chest.
This is a psychological disorder known in later generations as persecutory delusion. Those afflicted constantly imagine that others are plotting against them, and some will launch certain "counterattacks," leading to serious consequences.
The main arena was massive. Compared to modern structures, its shape resembled a stadium holding one hundred thousand people, with an open area in the center and a ring of seating surrounding it, specially designated as spectator stands. The eastern side of the stands offered the best view, equipped with a VIP area and a presidential podium.
Although the body of this sword was flexible as well, because a powerful inner breath was infused into it, not only did it refuse to bend when struck by the broadsword, but it actually rebounded the heavy weapon over a foot high.

The Southern Commander turned to the Northern Commander and said, "Then I'll go handle this first. Commander North, please feel free to do as you wish." This was essentially an invitation to dine.
"What are you talking about! This signal jammer of mine was very expensive. If someone stole it, it would be gone. I'm just preventing any mishaps," Li Xiu said with an air of righteous sternness.
Seeing the situation evolve into this, Kou Qian was helpless. He could only concentrate the forces currently under his control, designate another city as the primary base of the Longevity Alliance, shrink his territory, and reconstruct the core of the Alliance.
After all, ever since Liu Ye first met Liu Bei, the latter had always maintained an utterly harmless appearance, making it hard for anyone to imagine that he possessed any deep schemes or plots.
In the end, even Lai Qian expressed that he wanted to go as a protector of beauties, instantly displeasing Zheng Feng. That old fox Lai Qian wanted to fish in troubled waters too—no way in hell. Just because he didn't want to escort Jia Mei didn't mean Lai Qian deserved the chance.
Submitting to the Daoist priest's coercive might and too terrified to disobey, Zhu Changshan had barely lain down when the priest slapped a talisman straight onto his face.
Zhao Jingyi nodded, then turned sideways to usher in a person draped in a snow-mink cloak, wrapped up so tightly that they seemed extremely sensitive to the cold.
At this moment, Wang Chongyang wondered to himself if he was already dead, and whether all these bizarre fantasies were merely hallucinations experienced at the moment of death.
As soon as the head teacher left, the classroom instantly descended into chaos, with everyone talking at once. Just then, our classroom door was pushed open, and I looked up.
The master of the Yunxiao Sect let out a furious roar, ignoring the spirit beasts lunging at him, and gave chase to the mysterious figure. If he didn't kill this mysterious person, he would never be able to purge the hatred in his heart.
Later, a video circulated within Flame City that completely shattered the legitimacy of Wang Hongjun's rule. Following that, the senior members splintered apart, which finally gave the middle and lower-level members an opportunity to seize the initiative.
The two crimson-refined lions pulling Zilingtian's chariot grew uneasy, their four claws scratching repeatedly against the ground.
Thinking of Xue'er, a wave of warmth washed over Yunfei. Recalling his entanglement with Yingzi these past few days, he felt he had wronged Xue'er somewhat.
Following this wave of Tiele cavalry charges, wave after wave of Tiele horsemen rushed forward. Yet in front of the armored army, they were like ocean waves crashing against a resolute reef, shattering successively before the vanguard of the Xia army.
As the cargo was unloaded, the hundred-odd physicians on board were the first to disembark. Having been cooped up on the ship for so long, they were practically bursting to get out, and coming ashore was the perfect way to breathe some fresh air.
That wasn't all. Once the terrain structure was established, it was supplemented by the momentum of human talent. What is talent? It is the Yin energy formed after people die; because souls truly exist, even if they dissipate after death, they generate a unique form of energy known as Yin energy.

It has nothing to do with this place; it's over twenty paces away. Who wants to try knocking a horse over with a single stone from this distance?
The tall, thin man attacked with a sharp blade, but the two short, plump twins showed no fear. With grim grins, they opened their mouths simultaneously, each shooting out an object that coiled toward the tall, thin man.
Zhao Congheng launched a surprise attack on an island and the Lu family's merchant fleet—the implications were enormous, and the Lu family's audacity was simply boundless.
"Sigh! You are still too young," Zilingtian gently shook his head and casually pointed two fingers.
Yi Mingyi extended her hand and shook it, covered in jewelry. Since it was cold, she quickly pulled it back in, treating people as if she were begrudgingly parting with some tiny trinket.
The Demonic Monarch Feimu had already begun to preliminarily unleash the traits of the magic warrior class, with every normal attack carrying a built-in stun effect—truly a warrior's nightmare.
These individuals not only served as instructors, but their influence and authority were also growing steadily. All of this was brought to them by Yuan Xing, which was why they held him in such high admiration.
Since the 1980s, the China Youth Daily has stepped up its coverage of reform propaganda, reporting on the advanced deeds of young reformers who dared to pioneer across various industries, and conducting realistic, in-depth analyses of new situations and problems emerging during the reforms. The newspaper office has also organized various beneficial activities for the youth.
"I wonder if that girl Gu Tingting is also inside the Crystal Beast Valley right now," Liu Tian thought. He had seen Gu Tingting on the second floor of the Asura Pagoda, but before reaching the end, she had lacked the endurance and smashed her jade token to be teleported out. Now, with her competitive nature, she was likely undergoing grueling cultivation in there as well.
The moment the roaming dragon sword was unsheathed, the atmosphere of the entire sky shifted completely. Dragon might surged in waves, as if a true dragon were about to descend into the mortal realm—terrifying indeed.
According to the information transmitted into his mind by the drop of blood, Duan Qiu knew that the second trial was unimaginably vast, filled with all sorts of bizarre locations. However, such places were often where great treasures could be found.
As for the other spectators, upon hearing these few remarks, they felt a faint glimmer of anticipation. After all, that masked youth was truly somewhat mysterious.
"First, I invite the representative of the Taishu family, incense master Taishu Heng, to say hello to everyone," Cheng Yi announced. Taishu Heng had already been appointed as an incense master of the mercenary group.