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Chapter 67 - Chapter 67 How strong is our coalition?

"Who are you?" Feng Wujiang pointed with his sword in the distance, his tone somewhat unfriendly.

He spoke proudly, "This is the Marshal of our Fiery Sun Legion and the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces!"

"I see." Feng Wujiang said, "What does this have to do with you? I want to fight that big fool!"

  Jack drew out Chang Jueyun and responded coldly.

"You have humiliated the entire coalition. As the commander-in-chief, I must respond! Why, you don't dare to fight me?"

Feng Wujiang's optical glasses flashed, and some disdain surged in his heart.

This energy fluctuation is not much different from mine, and I am just the captain of an armed squadron.

Nowadays, any scumbag dares to call himself a marshal?

He snorted coldly, "Why not? Let me test your combat power as a marshal!"

As they spoke, the two of them separated by several dozen meters, looking for each other's flaws.

When the situation developed to this point, Lightning couldn't help but glare at Tornado who looked like nothing had happened.

Tornado pretended not to see it.

Li Batian next to him couldn't help but say, "It would be fine if you didn't help, but why are you adding fuel to the fire?"

"Several tribesmen have come from far away to help, but you treated them like this. If this gets out, how will other tribes view your Energy City?" Thunderbolt also shook his head.

Tornado looked at the battlefield and responded, "What should we do? Should we just go our separate ways?"

"And Feng Wujiang is too arrogant. Huiyao can teach him a lesson. Why are you still worried about Huiyao losing?"

Thunderbolt looked towards the battlefield, "No! I am worried that no matter the outcome of this battle, it will inevitably affect the relationship between Energy City and the Fiery Sun Alliance."

"Hahaha." Tornado said with a smile, "Don't worry, my master is watching. Besides, since Hui Yao can become the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, he will definitely not let the situation develop like this."

On the other side, General Silver approached the Lightning City Lord, with blue light flashing under his optical mirror.

"City Lord! Isn't it ridiculous to let them fight here?"

Lightning looked at the battlefield and said calmly, "It's nothing. Feng Wujiang is usually too arrogant. It's time to teach him a lesson so that he will know that there are always people who are better than you."

At this point, he changed the subject and said, "By the way, Tornado has changed a lot after coming back this time."

General Silver replied with a smile, "He has indeed matured a lot this time, and is a bit less arrogant."

"Yeah." Lightning nodded and looked at the blue machine.

The commander-in-chief shouldn't make things too awkward.

When looking at Feng Wujiang, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Promoting this little fellow, who is less than a hundred years old, to the position of captain of the first squadron was a sign of my lack of consideration.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have encouraged the little guy's arrogance and caused all the trouble today.

On one side of the battlefield.

Po Tianjing couldn't help but look at the blue machine, his eyes full of disbelief.

Hui Yao… no, the commander actually took action.

He did not take advantage of the situation at this time, but instead extended a helping hand to save his own face.

Po Tianjing couldn't help but lower his head, his face full of guilt and regret.

The commander was so forgiving, but I was still thinking about the word "coward" and hating the commander.

Moreover, along the way, the commander clearly distinguished between public and private affairs and did not show any favoritism towards the allied forces.

What my offensive and defensive ally said was wrong!

Looking up at the battlefield, Po Tianjing couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Feng Wujiang's fighting ability is not low either. If the commander loses...

Po Tianjing clenched his fists and thought secretly.

If we lose, we will lose face for the entire coalition, and our own mistakes will be infinitely magnified.

Just imagine, you are the one who creates trouble and lets others bear the risk of failure, and after failure you may even slap the entire coalition in the face.

From now on, I will not be able to hold my head up in front of my fellow tribesmen.

Thinking of this, he stared at the purple body and clenched his battle axe.

Pride and prejudice come at a price. If I can't defeat you, I still have backup hidden energy!

"He actually did it!" An incredulous voice came from the side. It was the Bu Tian Tu.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and patted Po Tianjing.

"Don't think too much, brother. Let's just forget about it. If Huiyao loses later, you can just go over and apologize to him."

After saying that, Butiantu looked at him and asked, "Did you hear that?"

He was really worried that this offensive and defensive ally would get stuck in a rut again. This guy had a previous record of this more than once.

"I understand." Po Tianjing looked up, as if he had made some decision.

Butiantu then nodded with satisfaction and looked towards the battlefield leisurely.

In the center of the hall, the two people who were looking for flaws finally moved.

Feng Wujiang raised his head slightly, and blue plumes burst out from the thrusters on his back, and the huge body suddenly accelerated.

The two double-edged swords were as flexible as his arms in his hands, and he could attack from two directions at the same time.

  Jack's expression moved slightly. The opponent's swordsmanship was agile and mobile. He couldn't be given a chance to get close. He had to be defeated with thundering force!

He held Chang Jue Yun in both hands, and a ray of golden light flashed under the optical mirror.

No matter which directions you come from, I go straight in one direction.

Jack took a step forward and used the strength of his waist and back to swing Chang Jueyun!

In an instant, the light of Chang Jueyun's sword shone to its extreme, and it seemed as if a sun had lit up in the hall.

The light briefly disabled the optical mirror. Feng Wujiang did not panic, but his heart was filled with surprise.

Such strong fighting energy cannot be taken head-on.

He tapped the ground lightly and moved sideways.

  But Jack laughed and said, the more you try to hide, the easier it is to get caught.

After only half a turn, the sun brewing on the Changjue Cloud was activated, and a golden crescent rushed out!

The heat emitted seemed to raise the temperature of the entire hall by several degrees, and everyone felt a wave of heat hitting them.

Feng Wujiang's optical glasses returned to normal, but what he saw was a golden light, so he hurriedly used his two swords to block it.

"Bang!" When the light faded, Feng Wujiang retreated to several dozen meters away, knelt on one knee with one hand on the two swords.

  Jack stood there with his head held high, looking at him straight in the face, "Do you admit defeat?"

"No! Never!" Feng Wujiang stood up and drew his sword.

I'm the fourth best fighter in Energy City and the new captain of the First Armed Squadron. How can I lose here?

He activated the boost once more, and the two swords created sparks in the hall. The harsh movement was enough to shatter a human's eardrums.

"Come on!" Jack dragged Chang Jueyun and strode forward.

"Good opportunity!" Feng Wujiang's eyes lit up, and he helped to boost the flames to burst out, increasing their speed a lot.

  Jack laughed after seeing it.

"Interesting, you even knew how to use my skill to advance. Unfortunately... you miscalculated."

As he spoke, the long Jueyun in his hand shrank into a short Jueyun, breaking through the air with golden light!

"What!" Feng Wujiang was shocked, but it was too late to change his tactics.

"Bang! Clank—!"

Feng Wujiang flew backwards for more than ten meters and almost hit the squadron leader who was watching the fun.

He managed to stand up with the help of his sword, but his condition was far worse than before.

The purple paint on the legs and back was scratched, revealing the original silver-white metallic color.

A one-meter-long crack was cut on his chest, and coolant dripped onto the ground.

  Jack put away his sword, looked at the half-kneeling machine and asked, "How strong is our coalition?"