Chen Jiuyang declared he would take on ten people at once!
This declaration immediately caused a stir among the assembled crowd.
These hundreds of men were elites among the elite soldiers, enjoying legion support and undergoing martial arts training to become warriors.
Each of them was a proud and unyielding soldier, accustomed to respect. When had they ever suffered such humiliation?
Word spread like wildfire, drawing the attention of many within the Tianqi Legion.
Li Fenghu's adjutant spoke up, "General, these brats are here to watch the show. Should we send them back to training?"
"No need," Li Fenghu replied with a chuckle. "I brought Chen Jiuyang to the Tianqi Legion precisely so they would understand that there's always someone better. Let them watch freely."
"Bang—"
Ten elite soldiers immediately leaped onto the stage, their gazes fixed on Chen Jiuyang with ill intent.
Chen Jiuyang's actions were truly overbearing.
They were proud, and Chen Jiuyang was arrogant.
"A promise made is a promise kept. If the ten of us defeat you, will you leave the Tianqi Legion?" the leading soldier, a Xuan realm mid-stage warrior, asked.
"Absolutely," Chen Jiuyang replied, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Good!"
The ten soldiers immediately formed a circle, surrounding Chen Jiuyang.
Thousands of Tianqi Legion soldiers gathered below the stage, watching with anticipation.
In the next instant, the ten soldiers simultaneously attacked, lunging at Chen Jiuyang.
Some were armed with sabers, others with spears, and still others with bladed weapons, all attacking in unison.
However, Chen Jiuyang simply activated his protective qi shield. The attacks of the ten soldiers stopped a meter away from him, unable to advance another inch.
This caused the ten soldiers to stare in shock. If they had encountered such a terrifyingly powerful enemy on the battlefield, they would have had no hope of returning.
Chen Jiuyang spoke calmly, "If I only suppress you with my martial cultivation, you likely won't be convinced."
As his voice faded, Chen Jiuyang retracted his qi shield.
Chen Jiuyang moved like a dragon, unleashing over a dozen strikes in just two to three seconds, each landing on one of the ten soldiers.
"Bang bang bang!!"
A rapid succession of impact sounds echoed. Moments later, all ten soldiers lay defeated on the ground.
The scene fell silent. The soldiers watching below the stage wore grim expressions.
Chen Jiuyang stated plainly, "On the battlefield, strength is the deciding factor in life and death. Martial cultivation, firearms, and explosives are merely tools."
"Although you practice martial arts, you have too many flaws and your minds are not agile enough. You dare to attack without understanding the enemy's true strength. No wonder you were defeated by the Sharp Blade Legion."
Chen Jiuyang had spent a year in the Sharp Blade Legion. Initially, the Sharp Blade Legion was similar, but Chen Jiuyang constantly sparred with their elite soldiers. Gradually, the members of the Sharp Blade Legion became more refined.
Chen Jiuyang looked at the group of soldiers and said, "Ten at once isn't enough to impress. You can bring twenty. If twenty isn't enough, then thirty, or even forty."
"I'll give you the chance."
Silence descended upon the crowd. The soldiers who had looked down on Chen Jiuyang earlier turned pale, then flushed red, remaining silent.
Chen Jiuyang continued, "It seems some of you are still unconvinced. In that case, I will demonstrate one move. Whoever can do better than me, I, Chen Jiuyang, will leave the Tianqi Legion."
With that, Chen Jiuyang drew the Yan Sheng Saber from his waist, pointed it in a direction, and shouted, "Make way!"
"Stomp stomp stomp!"
The thousands of soldiers gathered below immediately cleared a space.
A flash of cold light erupted as the Black Flame was unleashed!
"Buzz!"
Chen Jiuyang swung his saber, cleaving a three-meter-long, one-meter-deep hole in the military base's reinforced concrete ground.
"Boom!"
The eyes of tens of thousands of soldiers present twitched.
Damn, this young, seemingly delicate man possessed such terrifying strength?
The soldiers who had challenged Chen Jiuyang moments ago turned ashen, their faces then filled with bitterness.
They had initially intended to put this instructor from the Sharp Blade Legion in his place, but Chen Jiuyang's overwhelming and terrifying strength shattered their pride and their illusions.
What "putting him in his place" or "looking down on him" had become a joke.
In a true one-on-one duel, Chen Jiuyang could likely kill them with a single saber strike.
"We... we greet the instructor..."
One soldier spoke up.
Then, a chorus of hushed voices followed, "We greet the instructor."
The voices of these soldiers were now as soft as those of shy brides, like the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Chen Jiuyang frowned, "Speak up! Has the Tianqi Legion not been feeding you enough?"
As the words left his mouth, Chen Jiuyang channeled his divine soul, releasing his aura and pressure onto the group. The elite soldiers began to tremble.
A few almost lost their footing, only managing to stay upright with the support of their comrades.
This was incredibly embarrassing. Chen Jiuyang's mere aura of pressure had nearly brought them to their knees. These seven-foot-tall men wished they could burrow into the ground and disappear.
"We greet the instructor!"
Hundreds of elite soldiers shouted hoarsely, their faces flushed red.
Chen Jiuyang looked at them impassively as they roared, not entirely satisfied with their reaction.
They were unyielding, even as Xuan realm warriors, but their attitude was lacking. It was no wonder they had lost to the Sharp Blade Legion.
"He subdued them just like that?" Li Fenghu's adjutant stared, dumbfounded, at the previously arrogant soldiers now flushed red, like schoolchildren being lectured by a strict teacher.
Li Fenghu's expression remained calm. "If even Chen Jiuyang cannot subdue them, then no one in Longguo can handle these brats."
Wealth, companions, Dharma, and a place to live – becoming a warrior was a difficult path. These soldiers would be leaders in other ordinary units, but within the Tianqi Legion, they were like wolves dancing together. However, compared to Chen Jiuyang, these Tianqi Legion soldiers were like sheep to a tiger.
A tiger driving sheep could at least make the sheep realize the stakes and grow stronger.
Chen Jiuyang looked at the dejected soldiers and said calmly, "Disperse. Gather your information files and submit them to me. After I've reviewed your files, I will begin your training."
"Go."
These hundreds of elite soldiers walked away with their heads bowed, like ostriches.
Li Fenghu walked up with a smile, "Jiuyang, I was right about you. A few displays, and you've subdued the elites of my Tianqi Legion."
"Next, you can choose six people from among them to form your own team."
Chen Jiuyang said, "General Li, this is a bit much."
Li Fenghu had tricked him into being the instructor for these men, and now he was asking him to pick six to form a team.
This meant he would have to teach the six differently, and the rest differently as well.
Li Fenghu chuckled, "The capable should bear more responsibility."
Chen Jiuyang felt a bit speechless, but it was acceptable. These soldiers were, after all, protecting the country and allowing ordinary people to live in peace. If they became stronger, the country would be safer.
However, not everything was suitable for the masses.
For example, Chen Jiuyang's Eight-Nine Arcane Art could not be cultivated by those without a pure Yang body, as their physical foundations would not keep up. Similarly, the Instant Annihilation martial art could not be performed without Chen Jiuyang's formidable martial foundation.
After the gathering dispersed, the entire Tianqi Legion buzzed with excitement, knowing that General Li Fenghu had invited a formidable instructor.
And this instructor would surely teach them something valuable.