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Geng Xuan now has a better understanding of the internal workings of the Xuanyou Iron Cavalry.

Command skills commensurate with one's position are certainly indispensable.

However, the corresponding strength is an even more indispensable hard indicator.

To lead a team of over a hundred people, one's cultivation level must be at least at the early stage of Marrow Refinement.

The leader of a force of 500 people must have a cultivation level no lower than the late stage of Marrow Refinement.

According to Tie Lang, with the increasingly fierce internal competition and elimination of the bottom performers, the leaders at this level, except for a very few geniuses or those with connections, have basically been replaced by cultivators at the peak of the Marrow Refinement stage.

A cavalry team of more than a thousand people must have a cultivator at the peak of the first realm in charge to be qualified to carry out missions independently.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even be qualified to act alone.

Once a cavalry unit exceeds five thousand riders, it qualifies for an independent designation.

The Xuanyou Iron Cavalry is a general term, but it has different battalion designations such as "Iron Blood Battalion", "Hundred Battles Battalion" and "Ever-Victorious Battalion".

Such a leader must possess the cultivation level of the second stage of Body Tempering to be competent.

On Huangwei Island, according to Geng Xuan's on-site investigation, not counting other servants, the number of official Xuanyou Iron Cavalry alone was as many as 20,000.

Among them, there were two complete battalion-level units, which were transferred from Xuanzhou and Youzhou respectively.

The remaining 10,000 were drawn from the cavalry outposts scattered around various settlements in the Xuanyou and Xuanyou states.

Its origins and development are extremely complex.

No matter how diverse the origins are, even if the leaders are temporarily drawn from elsewhere, their cultivation levels are all above the baseline.

To firmly control such a force, the supreme leader's cultivation level must be at least at the peak of the third realm.

But now, when Geng Xuan saw the dozen or so figures gathered together, especially the one surrounded by stars in the very center, he realized that he had been a little too conservative.

That short, stout man with an ordinary appearance was actually a master of the fourth stage of Body Tempering.

Upon seeing this group of people, Geng Xuan's mind instantly settled down.

This person, and the dozens of people centered around him, are like the anchor of stability on Huangwei Island.

If he cannot contain them, no matter how much advantage he has secretly accumulated for the "Black Wind Army," all of that advantage will vanish when he collides with them.

Having figured this out, he gave Iron Wolf a few simple instructions and then went to meet him.

Geng Xuan was not a warmonger.

Compared to a thrilling, evenly matched battle against a formidable opponent, where a deep bond of mutual respect might blossom amidst the intense clashes, this is a far cry from the intense rivalry we often see.

He actually prefers the idea of ​​"bullying the weak".

But if they were to meet on a narrow path and the problem could only be solved through a head-on battle, he would not be opposed to it.

Geng Xuan, who could see night as day, immediately unleashed his speed and agility to the fullest.

All around, figures were fighting back and forth.

The firelight flickered, shadows danced, and everything was in complete disarray.

In such an environment, he could leap dozens of meters in a second, as if he had transformed into a true ghost, blending into the night.

A group led by Liu Mu was rapidly approaching the battlefield, and none of them noticed that such a "ghostly figure" was quickly getting closer to them.

As alarm bells rang in Liu Mu's mind, he stopped and looked around. He saw that three people on the outermost edge, each with a perfect cultivation level, had become headless corpses.

"Watch out!" Liu Muyou looked around and shouted a warning.

The others also reacted quickly, looking around warily with Liu Mu at the center, each one of them extremely shocked.

The attacker's move was incredibly fast and decisive.

The process of three companions who had reached the peak of the first realm turning from living people into headless corpses was far too fast.

It was faster than anyone could react.

Even describing it as "one punch, one kill" seems too slow.

At this moment, the three headless corpses remained standing, with surging hot blood gushing out from their severed necks.

As they charged toward the battlefield, everyone subconsciously adjusted their physical state, maintaining the ultra-high-speed circulation of their internal energy.

Their bodily functions have all reached their peak.

In this situation, the heads of the three people were suddenly blown off, and the surging hot blood in their bodies instantly erupted like a volcano.

It dispersed into a blood mist, which inevitably affected the vision of many people.

Some people saw the blood mist rushing towards them and instinctively dodged it by turning to the side, turning their heads, or squinting.

During this process, some people saw what appeared to be another figure flashing by behind the blood mist.

Some people are still a bit confused about this.

Some people belatedly became alert.

But it was already too late.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Four soft, consecutive headshots rang out. Because the sounds were so close together, they didn't sound like four separate sounds, but rather like a single, drawn-out sound.

It wasn't until four more companions were blown off their heads that the others finally reacted, scattering in all directions to avoid the figure that had finally come into their sight and was rapidly weaving through the blood mist.

Some people were dodging, while others were deliberately charging towards that figure.

With his eyes wide open and not uttering a word, Liu Mu seemed to transform into a heavy iron ball, charging fiercely towards the figure that was drifting erratically in the blood mist.

Faced with the enraged and aggressive "Iron Ball" Liu Mu, Geng Xuan's choice was obvious—

Avoid him.

His figure moved like a catkin in the wind, dodging sharply to the left before being hit by the "iron ball".

Just now, due to his sudden attack, the crowd suddenly "exploded," and four people were gathered relatively closely in this area.

Three people achieved the first realm perfection, and one person achieved the second realm perfection.

For other "normal" cultivators, a difference of one or two cultivation levels can certainly lead to a huge gap in strength.

But it wasn't to the point of being completely irreconcilable.

With precautions in place and many companions helping to share the burden, it's possible to hold out for a few moves.

But this "normal" rule is useless in front of Geng Xuan.

If we're talking about a breakthrough in one's realm, it's about a significant elevation in one's level.

Advances in various ingenious skills and secret techniques represent an expansion of breadth.

Because of his special advantages, Geng Xuan's "breadth" of cultivation surpassed that of all "normal" cultivators.

To date, he has cultivated nearly thirty techniques, skills, and secret arts to perfection.

Other techniques and skills, though limited by their intended purpose, have all reached the level of master or grandmaster, totaling around thirty in number.

They encompass all aspects that "normal" cultivators can learn, including body tempering, movement techniques, fist and foot techniques, and weapons.

There are many more aspects that they have never explored or even been aware of.

It's fine if someone is at the same level as him, or even a level higher.

They still had some ability to maneuver and defend themselves against him.

However, anyone whose cultivation level is lower than his will face his all-round, all-encompassing superior suppression.

From an outsider's perspective, this is a brutal crushing.

Even the phrase "a tiger among sheep" is insufficient to describe the stark disparity and utter helplessness.

Many skills and secret techniques that seem to have no direct connection to combat will produce wonderful chemical reactions when Geng Xuan cultivates them to perfection and combines them with other secret techniques.

For example, the "Heart-Reading Technique" that allows one to "see people's hearts," combined with the "Star-Fixing Technique" that allows one to see the "ripples" emitted by the human body at all times, and his keen eyesight that allows him to see the night as day, allows him to see the reactions of everyone around him with perfect clarity.

It can even predict these people's next reaction with over 99% accuracy.

This "prediction" allows him to "hunt" his opponents more easily.

Many goals can be viewed from an outsider's perspective.

It didn't seem like he was attacking and killing her; rather, it seemed like she was desperately trying to dodge when she just happened to run into his iron fist, which could split mountains and shatter rocks.

For example, the "Earth Travel Technique" grants him extraordinary spatial perception.

The "earth listening technique" granted him a "earth listening spider web" that was many times more powerful than sound-based location identification.

This gave him an accurate grasp of the enemies within his line of sight.

He could clearly and accurately perceive even enemies behind him, or those whose vision was blocked by other people or obstacles.

Its accuracy is even higher than "looking at people with the back of their heads".

This 360-degree, blind-spot-free "field of vision" is not much different from the so-called "divine sense".

And what about everyone else around them?

The night was as dark as ink, with flickering firelight in the distance and a chaotic jumble of figures all around. Even more chaotic were their inner turmoil.

Forget about looking at people with the back of their heads, they can't even use their normal eyesight. If they're not careful, they'll lose sight of Geng Xuan's ghostly figure.

It may seem like a difference of just one or two levels.

But the moment Geng Xuan charged toward them, it was as if a suffocating "sky" that left them nowhere to escape was pressing down on them from above.

Fight, can't beat.

There's no escaping it.

In terms of attack, they can't compete.

In terms of defense, it can't compare.

Even their next move would be completely exposed under Geng Xuan's watchful eye.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Four more people were smashed in the head by his iron fist.

Three people achieved the first realm perfection, and one person achieved the second realm perfection.

From the time he launched the raid until now.

The first person whose head he had blown off was still covered in hot blood, and the headless corpse was just beginning to fall to the ground.

The shock hadn't even had time to fully settle in the minds of others.

More than half of the core group of people surrounding Liu Mu are now missing.

They had all turned into headless corpses, lying on either side of them.

One realm is perfected, ten bodies are formed.

Both realms are perfected, forming one body.

After completing this harvest, Geng Xuan's figure once again disappeared from everyone's sight, completely disappearing into the darkness.

The remaining people looked at the horrific scene.

My emotions surged and churned, filled with utter terror.

Such a change has caused many people to lose their ability to think normally.

be terribly upset.

If Geng Xuan, after killing the three Perfected Realm Ones and one Perfected Realm Twos who were gathered together, did not stop and continued to attack other targets.

There's nothing more to say; the others, already terrified, will immediately scatter and flee.

They blended into the tens of thousands of chaotic people on the island.

Some even jumped into the sea to completely get rid of his "ghostly figure".

But now, after a series of successful harvests, he has disappeared again.

This left everyone else feeling somewhat bewildered.

Looking into the darkness around them, they couldn't help but think—

Could the "ghostly figure" be here?
The impact of Geng Xuan on them was so intense that they felt there was endless killing intent lurking in every corner of darkness beyond their sight.

This situation made them instinctively fear the darkness, and they subconsciously gathered around Liu Mu.

In any case, moving closer to him is better than staying put or blindly rushing into some dark area.

Liu Mu stood still, not stopping the crowd, but his face was extremely ugly.

He vaguely sensed that he had grasped the other party's purpose.

This is exactly what the other party wanted most.

The other party was like a skillful and cunning hunter.

And he and a group of high-ranking officials on the island had all become the other side's prey.

From the most rational perspective, the most correct thing to do at this time would be to warn and remind those around him who are converging on him.

"Don't come any closer! Scatter and escape!"

In this way, as long as the other side does not have the ability to wipe them out instantly, there is a high probability that one or two, or even three or four, people will escape the other side's "hunting" and leave the island alive, bringing the bad news to "Red Arrow Plain".

But based on the most rational analysis, he certainly wouldn't be among those who escaped alive.

Now, these people subconsciously gathered around him, the strongest one.

This instinctive behavior of "banding together for warmth" in the face of unknown terror is actually gradually closing the window of opportunity for escape.

However, they also indirectly acted as his human shield, giving him more opportunities to observe the "unknown powerful enemy".

Perhaps this will give him a chance to survive, or even a chance to defeat his enemy?

So, should I remind you?

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Liu Mu kept his mouth shut, remaining silent and only squinting as he scanned the darkness around him.

Huangwei Island is not very big.

The fierce battlefield was right next to them.

Shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and screams of pain crashed against them from all directions like waves.

However, Liu Mu and his group ignored all of this, as if they were in another world.

Snow and ice.

Murderous intent lurks in the night.

Everyone was suffering under extreme tension.

It felt like an eternity had passed, yet it also felt like only a fleeting moment.

Shortly after the people around him gathered, Liu Mu, whose senses were clearer than ever before, suddenly struck the night sky to his left.

What came out was a pair of fleshy fists, but when his attack reached the target area...

It had transformed into a dense barrage of hammer shadows, each seemingly tangible, resembling a violent storm, indiscriminately bombarding the target area.

As if to confirm his prediction, just as he unleashed a barrage of iron fists and hammers, covering the target area, a figure also darted out from there at just the right moment.

Seeing this, Liu Mu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The shadow cast by this "unknown and powerful enemy" in his heart suddenly dissipated considerably.

But the next moment, his gaze sharpened.

The figure seemed to materialize directly from the night sky, rushing straight towards this place to attack.

Faced with his indiscriminate, area-wide, all-out attack.

Without defense or evasion, it continued to charge forward.

His only response was to dash forward like a ghost, first suddenly accelerating, then decelerating almost imperceptibly. It was this seemingly insignificant change in speed that allowed him to escape the hammer blows from his seemingly impenetrable area with ease.

This adjustment ensured that the time it took for the opponent to emerge from the shadows and reach the vicinity was not affected in the slightest by his attack.

However, because he had exerted all his strength in that attack, his internal energy was in a period of transition.

"Oh!"

The figure approached with ghostly speed, like a solid cannonball, slamming into him.

Liu Mu, who was suddenly feeling tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, had his skin, flesh, bones, and blood, which had been cultivated to a perfect state, react instinctively before his command arrived, making his body instantly resemble a closed, airtight iron ball.

In this way, he dissipated the invading force as much as possible, minimizing its damage to his body.

However, this approach can only minimize the damage caused by the force.

The terrifying kinetic energy from Geng Xuan's extremely high speed and the impact of his full-body collision actually hit Liu Mu.

It's like two "table balls" exchanging kinetic energy.

Just moments before, Geng Xuan arrived at high speed, while Liu Mu remained motionless.

The next moment, Geng Xuan stood still, while Liu Mu shot backward like a cannonball.

If that were all, Liu Mu might be quite happy.

He believed that the other party had made a foolish move, creating an opportunity for him to escape.

But things didn't turn out as he had hoped.

Because Geng Xuan deliberately chose the direction of the collision, he rammed the other party into the most densely populated area.

Liu Mu, who was sent flying backward like a cannonball by the impact, soon collided with a figure standing almost back to back with him.

And then together again, and together again.

Like bowling, five figures quickly knocked down a group of people. (End of Chapter)