Chapter 99

The black-clad woman noticed the arrogance of her subordinates and frowned slightly, sternly shouting, "All of you, shut up!"

Her cold and sharp voice, like a sharp and icy blade sweeping past, immediately silenced all the voices. Everyone shivered, as silent as cicadas in winter.

"What's so great about being in the outer camp?" The black-clad woman's tone was grim. "If we can't even deal with the outer camp of the Bright Martial Association, hmpf!"

The final cold snort was like a heavy hammer, striking deep into everyone's hearts, causing them all to tremble.

"Jing Hao is right below us," a black-clad man beside the woman said solemnly. "It's said that there's also a new recruit with considerable strength, but information about him is scarce."

Mentioning Jing Hao, everyone's expressions became serious.

The Bright Martial Association was the main enemy of the Black Soul. They knew the experts of the Bright Martial Association very well.

Jing Hao was one of the young experts who had emerged in recent years from the Bright Martial Association, skilled in swordsmanship. His teacher was the famous expert of the Bright Martial Association, Zuo Yitian! Jing Hao did not disgrace his teacher, becoming a Bronze Warrior at a young age, and was low-key and focused on martial arts. Few knew the extent of his strength.

The black-clad woman did not expect Jing Hao to be in the outer camp of Dalin. It was only when they interrogated the disciples of the outer camp of the Bright Martial Association that they learned Jing Hao was here.

When she heard this news, the black-clad woman was shocked. She almost decided to abandon the operation. But after much hesitation, she felt that the strength at her disposal was still quite sufficient, so she decided to continue.

She had prepared for this operation for a long time, spending countless time and effort, and was naturally unwilling to give up.

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"It's the Black Soul," Jing Hao said softly, his expression stern and filled with killing intent.

The Black Soul was the mortal enemy of the Bright Martial Association. The rivalry between the two sides had existed almost since their inception.

Tang Tian's heart tightened. He thought of the incident in Starwind City. To be honest, his impression of the Black Soul was very poor, and it was even worse now.

Jing Hao squinted his eyes, looking through the crack at the group approaching from a distance. Soon, his gaze fell on the black-clad woman wearing a mask, and his expression became solemn.

Tang Tian immediately noticed the change in Jing Hao's expression and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Be careful, it's the Black Soul Horse," Jing Hao warned. Then, realizing that Tang Tian did not know much about the Black Soul, he explained softly, "The classification of the Black Soul is different from other organizations. They use the names of chess pieces: Pawns, Cannons, Horses, Chariots, Advisors, Generals. The Pawns are the most numerous but the weakest, with varying levels of strength. Cannons are mostly fierce and powerful warriors. Horses are scouts, with the most up-to-date information, skilled in tracking and long-range ambushes. Chariots are few in number but are true powerhouses, with broad and powerful skills. If you encounter one, be extremely cautious. Advisors are mostly skilled in research on bloodlines and mechanisms, and rarely come out. However, there are also combat-oriented Black Soul Advisors, skilled in intrigue and using many bizarre methods. If you encounter such an enemy, remember not to give them time to speak, and kill them directly. Generals are the top experts. Before you become a top expert, if you see them, don't hesitate, turn and run."

Tang Tian suddenly remembered Mr. Wu from Starwind City, who must have been a Black Soul Advisor.

However, Mr. Wu's strength left a deep impression on him.

"These are just their professional classifications and do not indicate their strength. Each profession has its own rank. Except for the Black Soul Pawns, do not underestimate the others. The competition within the Black Soul is much more intense than ours, and they are more skilled in combat. When you encounter the Black Soul, do not hold back," Jing Hao warned solemnly.

He did not expect to encounter a large group of the Black Soul here. It was clear that the Black Soul had some plan. But there was no time to think about it in detail. Jing Hao himself was not afraid, but he was somewhat worried about Tang Tian.

"The Black Soul Horse is mine," Jing Hao said firmly. "Be careful of the black-clad man beside the masked woman. His strength is considerable. He is likely a Black Soul Cannon, or if not, a strong Black Soul Pawn."

"Okay," Tang Tian responded softly, his eyes burning with battle intent.

Jing Hao held his long sword solemnly, then suddenly released it, letting out a light whisper, "Northern Crown!"

Whoosh!

The tip of the sword handle above suddenly glowed with a fine light. The light quickly flowed, like silk and thread, and in a moment, the sword handle transformed into a dazzling crown. A cold flame poured from the crown, flowing along the sword, until the cold flame enveloped the tip of the sword.

The Northern Crown, a Bronze Secret Treasure, the Sword of the Northern Crown!

Tang Tian looked at the sword in front of him, shocked. Over the past few days, Jing Hao had used this sword to spar with him, and Tang Tian never imagined that this unremarkable sword was actually a Bronze Secret Treasure!

Moreover, it had such a strong aura!

So strong that Tang Tian almost thought it was not a Bronze-level Secret Treasure. In comparison, his Sky Furnace Gloves were far less impressive.

"This Northern Crown Sword was a gift from my teacher. It has never left my hand these past years," Jing Hao said with a hint of pride.

Seeing Tang Tian's stunned expression, he guessed Tang Tian's confusion and smiled, "The Peacock Blue on your body was once even more famous. But in recent years, the Secret Treasure Martial Soul has lacked nourishment, making it weaker. Our Bright Martial Association's research on Secret Treasures is unparalleled. In the future, you will have the opportunity to engage with such things, and I hope you will not disgrace the name of Peacock Blue."

"Okay," Tang Tian remembered.

He did not expect that the Bright Martial Association's most powerful aspect was Secret Treasures, which surprised him.

Seeing Jing Hao's serious demeanor, Tang Tian said nothing and began to activate his own Secret Treasure.

Whoosh, the Sky Furnace Gloves emitted red flames.

Snap, the Flying Horse Boots extended four small hooves.

Peacock Blue appeared on his skin, a complex and beautiful blue peacock feather armor.

His physical strength and true energy, stimulated, became exceptionally active, boosting Tang Tian's confidence.

Unfortunately, he could not use the Saber-Toothed Tiger in front of Jing Hao...

The impact of Kong Youlin's death was much greater than he had anticipated. Tang Tian planned not to use the mechanical armor until the influence of this incident gradually subsided. Otherwise, exposing himself would surely bring trouble from Kong Yiyu.

However, his recent progress also boosted his confidence, and he was not afraid even without the mechanical armor.

"Are you ready?" Jing Hao asked without turning his head.

"Ready."

Tang Tian had no fear of the impending battle; his battle intent burned like a flame.

"Kill!"

Jing Hao's voice floated in the air, and the figure in front of him disappeared.

Tang Tian said nothing and followed closely behind, rushing out!

It must be said that the timing Jing Hao chose was very clever. Their sudden appearance was like two sharp knives piercing into the enemy's ranks, causing immediate panic.

Jing Hao's Northern Crown Sword lightly touched, and several bloodstains appeared in the air. A few throats suddenly showed a thin line of blood. They opened their eyes wide, hands covering their throats, making choking sounds but unable to speak, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Jing Hao's ferocity caused a wave of chaos.

No one noticed Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's target was the black-clad man Jing Hao mentioned, who might be a Black Soul Cannon.

When Tang Tian approached the black-clad man within about five meters, the man suddenly realized it. However, when he saw it was Tang Tian, a sneer appeared on his lips.

Raising his iron palm, he struck at Tang Tian.

Whoosh!

The black palm glow from both palms was like black smoke, instantly enveloping Tang Tian with a fierce and deadly aura.

Tang Tian's eyes lit up; the power of this palm was very strong!

He had no intention of dodging and punched forward.

The black-clad man saw Tang Tian not dodging and a mocking smile appeared in his eyes. Especially when he saw the fine ripples surrounding Tang Tian's fist, he immediately recognized that Tang Tian's punch was a Fourth-Rank Martial Technique, the Vibration Fist.

His mocking smile deepened; what a fool!

Daring to challenge him with a Fourth-Rank Martial Technique, he must be tired of living. His palm technique was the Fifth-Rank Heart-Crushing Palm, and he had practiced it for many years. It was this powerful palm technique that allowed him to be selected as a Black Soul Cannon and escape the status of a Black Soul Pawn.

Neither side had any intention of dodging, and a punch and a palm collided without any pretense.

The black-clad man's expression suddenly froze.

The vibration force of this punch did not surprise him, but then the true energy of the opponent exploded without warning!

Not good!

Heavenly Dragon Force!

Before he could react, a sharp and piercing force broke through his already weakened true energy defense and entered his body.

He involuntarily grunted, taking several steps back to barely dispel the force.

He was shocked; three layers of force, this guy's true energy contained three layers of force!

Clearly only Fourth-Rank true energy, but it almost got him.

Before he could recover, a roar like a thunderclap suddenly exploded in his ear. A fierce and dark blue figure brought countless dark blue afterimages, and a fist surrounded by numerous vibration ripples rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

The black-clad man, with extensive combat experience, knew he could not hesitate. His body quickly retreated, and his right leg shot out like a venomous snake's tongue.

A black glow enveloped his toes, like a sharp black spear, silently aiming at Tang Tian.

But the Tang Tian in front of him reacted like a ghost, his right leg suddenly kicking, and in mid-air, he pulled his legs together, forming a ball, and charged into the black-clad man's chest.

His reaction was so quick that the black-clad man felt as if Tang Tian had anticipated his attack.

He was extremely shocked!

He had never been so restrained in a battle before. Tang Tian, like a boulder launched from a catapult, rushed at him with a low whistle.

The black-clad man gritted his teeth and was about to push his palms forward to block Tang Tian's charge.

If these two palms hit the opponent, although he would suffer a minor injury from the impact, the opponent would definitely be more seriously injured.

As the distance between them grew closer, a pair of black smoke palms were about to hit the charging Tang Tian.

Tang Tian's body, which was balled up, suddenly extended, his toes touching the ground, and with a snap, he leaped up, passing over the black-clad man's head.

The black-clad man was stunned, not understanding what Tang Tian was doing. Suddenly, he saw three points of light rushing towards him, and he immediately shivered, his face changing!

Not good!

Moon Hand Blade!

This guy's previous actions were all a feint...

Plop, plop, plop!

Three sharp, moon-shaped blades, from different angles, pierced into the black smoke palms.