Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 316 Grandmaster?
The Grandmasters of the Ghost Fang are all out in the open, while the Grandmasters of the Great Han prefer to remain hidden.

It wasn't that the Guifang people liked to show off, nor that the Han people preferred to keep a low profile. The main reason was that Huo Qubing had a penchant for slaughtering Grandmasters when fighting against the Guifang. Sometimes, in order to kill Guifang Grandmasters, he would rather give up some military objectives and prioritize the slaughter of Grandmasters.

Therefore, in order to protect those military targets, the Grandmasters of the Gui Fang had to step forward to attract Huo Qubing's attention. Sometimes, several Grandmasters would challenge Huo Qubing together, so that he would have no time to attend to other matters.

Over time, as more and more Grandmasters died, the Ghost Fang Grandmaster used his own blood to forge a golden scepter. Becoming a Grandmaster was equivalent to obtaining the highest power of the Ghost Fang clan.

This makes it so that once a Gui Fang person breaks through to the Grandmaster level, they will be eager to spread the news far and wide.

This was especially true after Huo Qubing's coffin was carried into the tomb of King Huo.

The reason why the Grandmasters of the Han Dynasty preferred to remain anonymous was because of Huo Qubing.

This person not only enjoyed killing the Grandmasters of the Guifang people, but also enjoyed killing the Grandmasters of the Han people.

In his own words, "A thousand-pound pig or a ten-thousand-pound cow, why not kill them?"

King Huo believed that Grandmasters were destabilizing factors for the Han Dynasty. Once an individual's power became so great that it transcended worldly norms, it would challenge those norms. If an individual's strength exceeded the limits of royal authority, they would naturally despise royal authority. Just like a pig weighing a thousand pounds or an ox weighing ten thousand pounds, there was no point in continuing to feed them. Therefore, killing them and eating them was the only option.

Therefore, according to the "Biography of Huo Qubing", Huo Qubing killed 61 Grandmasters in his long life.

Yun Ce slept soundly in the Black Forest, while Gouzi helped him clear his meridians outside. Gouzi snored loudly, and the mist in the forest went in and out of the tree hole with Yun Ce's breath. Gouzi swam quickly over Yun Ce's body while precisely calculating the amount of mist entering and leaving Yun Ce's mouth and nose.

After three hours of deep sleep, Yun Ce opened his eyes and felt completely refreshed, capable of running another thousand miles without any problem.

The dog said, "Last night you spent six hours inhaling more than half a ton of water. When you exhaled, you were 15 kilograms less. If you count the water that evaporated from your skin, where did the other 6 kilograms go?"

Yun Ce arrived at the entrance of the tree hole, happily relieving himself while saying to the dog, "Don't worry, the law of conservation is still in effect. There's no movement from the Mountain Moving side."

The dog propped its little head up with its tentacles and glanced at the amount of water Yun Ce was spraying out, saying, "He's waiting for you to move."

Will he wear that armor again today?

"I'll probably wear it."

"I've already thrown away the giant shield."

"He'll still wear it. After all, if you have something like the Radiation Source Giant Shield, you're bound to have a Radiation Source Meteor Hammer. He can't afford the consequences of being ambushed by a Radiation Source. Also, the older a person gets, the more they cherish their life. After all, in his view, the life of a Grandmaster is much more important than that of an ordinary person."

Also, you just urinated seven pounds, that doesn't add up.

"Can I drink it?"

Yun Ce has never adapted to the precise lifestyle of a dog, and he never will.

There's a lot of running to do today, so Yun Ce's breakfast is pretty substantial: a pot of rice, half a pot of braised pork, three pounds of braised beef, and a bottle of wine.

After finishing these tasks, the sky remained pitch black. I remembered that today should have been a full moon, but now I couldn't even see the stars, which was enough to show that the sky was covered by dark clouds.

Yun Ce stretched his limbs and jumped down from the tree. With the help of Gouzi, in the pitch-black night, he used his high-level martial artist's senses to gain leverage from some horizontal branches and landed on the ground.

The ground beneath the tall trees is actually quite flat, except for the trunks. Apart from the thick pine needles and some slippery mushrooms and moss, there are hardly any other plants to be seen.

Yun Ce's steps were light and his landings were silent, making him perfectly suited for running quickly on the soft pine needles.

As soon as Yun Ce started his attack, the Mountain-Moving Warrior, who had been resting against a large tree, also immediately took action. This time, instead of leaping high, he placed his feet on the tree trunk and used the tree's propulsive force to chase after Yun Ce in the direction he was running.

In fact, the moment the Cloud Strategy was activated, the Mountain-Moving Warrior knew that he might have lost this chase. Three hours of rest were not enough for him to make up for yesterday's losses.

This made him somewhat regretful; he should have stopped to rest last night and should have wiped out Yun Ce in one fell swoop.

He now only hopes that Yun Ce is just putting on a brave face.

The human instinct of running actually has a lot of room for development. At least, that's what Yun Ce is doing now. The main purpose of running is to move one's body. While moving one's body, wind resistance, slope, etc. are all obstacles that hinder the movement of the body.

Now that the problem has been raised, the solution is to solve it. Reducing wind resistance, studying the terrain, and drawing on the power of nature became the only way for Yun Ce to improve his running speed. When a raindrop fell, Yun Ce felt as if the entire pine forest had fallen silent. The horsetail-like pine needles no longer drooped and pointed towards the ground, but stood high, like swords piercing the raindrop.

Nature is never peaceful; struggle is the main theme.

The raindrops didn't fall on Yun Ce because he was moving rapidly. As he moved, the air currents surging forward from his body pushed away the raindrops that were about to meet him. As for the raindrops falling from above and chasing from behind, they also didn't fall on Yun Ce because he was essentially a moving mass of air.

When running downhill, you basically don't need to exert any force. The planet's gravity is enough to make Yun Ce run faster and faster. The reason why many people fall when running downhill is that their legs don't move fast enough. This doesn't happen with Yun Ce. His legs move fast enough. It's just that the planet's gravity and the high slope's potential energy are insufficient.

As dawn broke, the heavy rain turned into a downpour, interspersed with hail. Moments later, the downpour subsided and the hail completely disappeared.

Whether it's raindrops or hailstones the size of eggs, they're all the same to Yun Ce as he runs. They're all blown away by the air currents generated by his running. At this moment, Yun Ce feels great, and his body seems to feel exhilarated. His feet land more and more lightly, and the earth and plants can provide him with more and more help.

“┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~”

Despite the hail, Yun Ce felt an indescribable sense of pleasure and couldn't help but howl loudly. It had no rhythm, no duration, and no emotional color; he just wanted to howl, and then he actually howled.

The hailstones falling to the ground were a thunderous roar, yet amidst this grand spectacle, Yun Ce's howl resounded powerfully, as if something were defying the heavens and earth.

The Mountain-Moving Warrior was still chasing from afar. When there were trees, they would become his springy rods; when there were stones, they would become his stepping stones. He even plunged into the water with tremendous force, and then used the power of the water to propel himself out of the water again, making his body fall even further forward.

Hailstones pelted his armor, leaving shallow dents, especially on his shoulders where the exquisitely crafted beast-shaped shoulder ornaments had been reduced to two unsightly lumps of lead.

Just then, Banshan heard Yun Ce's howl. Compared to the power of heaven and earth, the howl was insignificant, but it was clear enough to reach his ears like a needle pricking his eardrums.

The mountain-moving creature stopped. Its feet, which should have bounced up again, lost the command to bounce up, and the force of its descent was not converted into the force of its bounce. As a result, a huge blue stone weighing tens of thousands of kilograms was crushed into pieces by its legs.

Yun Ce has broken through to the Grandmaster realm!
Once it stopped, more hailstones took advantage of the situation, treating the mountain-moving machine like a broken drum and pounding it fiercely.

Because the hail blocked the way, in just a short time, a wall of hail accumulated in front of the mountain-moving figure.

Pushing aside the ice wall in front of him, he leaped high into the air once again. This time, he did not head straight for the direction where Yun Ce had disappeared, but went to the nearest tribe of the Gui Fang people that he knew of.

Hunting down Yun Ce is no longer an impossible task; all he wants now is to stop Yun Ce from running rampant in the Gui Fang territory.

Yun Ce ran with extreme joy. He even felt like he was a gust of wind, a wisp of air, and that everything in heaven and earth could pass through his chest and no longer become an obstacle to him.

So, when he reached a cliff, he saw the rising mist in the canyon, spread his arms and jumped down, feeling the cool mist cling to his body through his trousers, cuffs and collar, and then slip away behind him.

It looks a lot like Eji's cold body after getting up on a winter night.

"Wake up! Think of something, you'll fall to your death!" Gouzi's voice shrieked in Yun Ce's mind.

Yun Ce then opened his eyes and found that the bottom of the craggy canyon was rushing towards him at high speed.

The dog's tentacles had already stretched out quite a bit, scratching at the rock wall and sending sparks flying as it tried to stop Yun Ce's body from falling any further.

Fortunately, the dog's tentacles grabbed a stalagmite, risking the tentacles to break, and managed to keep Yun Ce's body suspended on the cliff face just before it came into contact with the strange rocks.

"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous. Even if I fall, I won't die," Yun Ce said to Gouzi, who was still clinging to the stalagmite, while gripping the rock wall with both hands.

"You're bragging. I did calculate your physical strength, and I did it six times. With the gravitational acceleration you just experienced, if you crashed into a rock with a Mohs hardness of 7.2, you would be dead."

As Yun Ce walked down the cliff, he said, "Impossible. I just felt that everything in this world was my friend."

"No problem, how many of your friends would like you to die sooner?"

Yun Ce sighed and said, "Yes."

The dog said, "You are the one with feelings, and you are also the one with illusions. The stones here are just stones; they have no feelings."

(End of this chapter)