No one dared to speak.
Even the always proud Cheng Hao now lowered his head.
If you can't do it, then you simply can't.
At this point, you could anger yourself to death but still remain powerless!
Xue An nodded, "Good, since no one has any objections now, then get in line obediently for me."
In the beginning, these people just lazily gathered together without any semblance of formation.
Now, with a roar from Xue An, they snapped out of their daze and quickly started to form ranks on their own initiative!
They were, after all, the elite of the military, so they quickly arranged themselves in order of height.
Xue An turned to look at Sun Ling, whose face was swollen from the fall, "You're not bad, actually knowing how to launch a stealth attack!"
Sun Ling, grinning through the pain, still managed to smile smugly.
"But your technique is poor, with too many flaws!"
Xue An then turned to Cheng Hao, "You've learned Grand Ancestor's Long Fist?"
"Yes!" Cheng Hao responded.
