Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

"I know that many people rely on me, rely on me to shelter them from the storms of life. But I want to say that one day, I will leave!"

Ye Nanxiao looked around, his sharp eyes softening as he saw the children standing beside their parents or being held in their arms.

"But I will not leave behind a fragile world. I will leave behind a path. This path is the direction of soul tools that illuminate the new era, and it is also the core of the path of soul masters to reach higher and farther. This path is enough for you to temper yourselves, become strong, and then protect yourselves, protect your loved ones, and protect this land!"

"Souls coexist with humans, mechs protect our home, and battle armor forges our sharpness! The land of Douluo is protected by you; the future of Douluo is written by you! May each of us hold firm to our beliefs, wield our strength, protect those around us, and safeguard this land on which we depend for survival!"

Ye Nanxiao's voice suddenly rose, his gaze burning as he slowly swept over the three square formations below, which were radiating a murderous aura.

When his gaze swept over the tearful people below the stage and over his companions walking side by side, he raised his hand in salute.

That gentle yet surging passion erupted completely at this moment!
"Salute to the Commander-in-Chief!"

Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and He Caitou shouted at the same time, slowly and forcefully raising their right hands, palms facing up as knives, fingertips touching their temples.

"brush!"

The movements of the three formations remained perfectly synchronized, as precise as machines, yet imbued with a soaring, powerful energy.

At this moment, the formation was in high spirits, the people were cheering loudly, and the morale of the entire Shrek City had reached its peak.

In everyone's heart burns a flame of protection, and every force yearns for resonance.

Feeling the surging morale, Ye Nanxiao suddenly drew the Tianwen Sword from his waist and raised it high.

At this moment, he was also moved by the fervent will of the soldiers and civilians throughout the city. His chest was filled with righteous indignation, his heart was pounding, and his blood was boiling.

As he watched the soldiers maintaining their synchronized salutes, images flashed through his mind.

Those were memories deeply etched in his blood, the hometown from which his soul originated, and those pioneers who dared to be the first in the world and gave their all to protect the land.

He was a man of unyielding integrity in history, who fought to the last emperor and died for his country!
It was once a magnificent and splendid historical site, attracting tribute from all directions and showcasing its power throughout the world!

It is a majestic place that once swept across the land, laid a foundation for a thousand years, and pacified the nine provinces!

Feeling the boiling passion and burning will of the three armies, Ye Nanxiao felt extremely happy.

A barely audible sound rang out within Ye Nanxiao's body. The next moment, he suddenly felt the power within his body begin to circulate spontaneously, as if sensing some kind of call, causing the previously silent divine power to begin to flow, gradually accelerating and beginning to roar.

Ye Nanxiao closed his eyes and looked inside, but found nothing unusual.

I just felt that my emotions had reached their peak at that moment.

But at this moment, everyone's emotions were so intense that they were infected by boiling blood and burning will. In addition, the sunlight shone on Ye Nanxiao, so no one noticed that Ye Nanxiao's body was radiating a golden light.

The images flashing through his mind made him feel a surge of righteous indignation, but he didn't know what to say.

After much thought, eight words finally surfaced in the depths of Ye Nanxiao's memory.

"How can we say we have no clothes! We share the same robes with you!"

These eight words, powerful and resounding, without flowery language, possessed a penetrating force, echoing like thunder across Shrek City, instantly drowning out all the cheers, yet igniting the passion in everyone's hearts. The soldiers of the three formations stopped in unison, straightening their spines, their armor clashing with a unified "clang."

Their eyes seemed to burn with intense flames, and everyone responded in unison, using their loudest voices.

"How can we say we have no clothes! We share the same robes with you!"

Each word seemed to carry immense power, its sound shaking the heavens!
All the ordinary people were completely inspired by this powerful morale.

On the frozen sky, the people in the front row were the first to stand up and raise their arms and shout. Then, like a tide, the crowd spread throughout the entire venue. Rows of people stood up, regardless of age or social status. Everyone followed the soldiers' actions and saluted the main stage, shouting at the top of their lungs. Even if their voices were hoarse and their faces were red, they still refused to stop.

The slogans echoed again and again, each shout more fervent and resolute than the last!

At this moment, there are no class distinctions, no power differences, and no imperial barriers.

A strong wind began to blow, causing the alliance's flag to flutter loudly.

Countless eyes, brimming with tears, gazed at the red flag. "How can we say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you," became everyone's vow, the Douluo Alliance's most steadfast belief, and a faith engraved in everyone's heart.

Ye Nanxiao stood on the high platform, looking at the soldiers and civilians who were resolutely shouting slogans. Tears that had been lingering in his eyes rolled down his cheeks, but a gentle and gratified smile appeared on his lips.

The spirit of the army has been forged, and the belief in struggle has been established.

The sunlight shone on him, on the entire Shrek City, and on every Douluo citizen, warm and powerful.

As the ceremony drew to a close, the three formations slowly withdrew from the stage.

The people were still immersed in excitement and pride. On every street corner, they were talking about the grand military parade, the strength of the three major systems, and Ye Nanxiao's words.

The shock brought about by this military parade, which was suddenly proposed by Ye Nanxiao, did not dissipate after the ceremony ended. It was like a storm that swept across the entire Douluo Continent, profoundly changing the landscape of the four great empires, the status of Shrek Academy, and reshaping the destiny of every Douluo citizen!

Before this, the social hierarchy in Douluo Continent was almost solidified.

Those who possess excellent martial souls and powerful bloodlines are born to stand at a high level, easily obtain resources, and become the strongest among soul masters.

Ordinary people, lacking both excellent martial spirits and the blessing of bloodlines, find it difficult to break through their limitations even when they exert all their strength.

Most of them can only linger at the bottom, living mediocre lives generation after generation, and even the chance to become a Soul Master is very slim.

Now, that rigid class structure has been shattered by a crimson longsword in a brutal manner.

The emergence of the three major protective systems, especially the popularization of the Soul Spirit System and the Battle Armor System, has completely opened the door for ordinary people to reach a higher level.

Countless children from ordinary families saw hope, hope of changing their mediocre fate!

Their eyes shone with a light that reflected their hopes for the future, their thirst for power, and their gratitude to Ye Nanxiao. It was the three systems he created that gave them the opportunity to rewrite their destiny.

This recognition and gratitude ultimately transformed into admiration and respect for Ye Nanxiao!
It was precisely this utmost reverence and respect that brought Ye Nanxiao unexpected gains! (End of Chapter)