After the meeting ended, the heads of each department left in fear and trepidation.

When only Jiang Qin and Cao Hai remained, Cao Hai couldn't help but ask:

"Isn't it too risky to let commoner martial artists compete against clan martial artists? And you're even prohibiting headquarters investigators from participating? Are you serious?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, the martial artists from those martial arts families were indeed generally stronger than those from commoner backgrounds.

This has nothing to do with talent.

It's not a gap in resources.

This gap will not be closed until at least the Divine Manifestation Realm, because once you reach the Divine Manifestation Realm, you focus on developing the power of your Dharma Manifestation, and the advantages that martial arts can demonstrate are greatly reduced.

"Cao Hai, never underestimate the power of the people."

Jiang Qin stood up and walked towards the exit of the conference room.

He stopped just as he was about to reach the exit, and without turning his head, said:

"China's strength is closely related to its power, but even more important than power is its belief! An individual may not amount to much, but when their beliefs converge, they can even overturn the world!"

"All you have to do is spread the word, the more people who know, the better, and then sit back and wait for this change to end."

After saying that, he walked out.

This was a revolution that was destined to happen, but Jiang Qin brought it forward.

No one person controls the times. Under the torrent of history, any family power will be swept away. From the moment these martial arts families abused their privileges and stood on the opposite side of the people, their failure was destined.

Cao Hai sat in the conference room for a long time, and finally a look of realization appeared in his eyes.

He understood what Jiang Qin meant just now.

The outcome of this competition is not important; what matters is its impact.

Cao Hai stared intently in the direction Jiang Qin had left, his gaze burning with fervor: "Just how high does this guy stand? He can even consider issues at that level..."

Jiang Qin is only in his early twenties.

If we let it continue to develop, just how terrifying will it become!

I can't even imagine...

Three days later, four commoner martial artists and four clan martial artists each sent out four to determine the ownership of the resources based on the outcome of the competition.

The news came from the conference room of Zhenling headquarters, like a boulder thrown into stagnant water.

The first to receive the notification was the sentry who was changing shifts in the city defense army. He was stunned for a while, then turned around and told his comrade who was changing shifts.

His companion was eating dry rations.

I almost choked after hearing that, and had to drink half a pot of water to calm down: "Really? You didn't hear me wrong?"

"The announcement, in black and white, is already being printed."

Before an incense stick could burn, the notices were plastered all over the notice walls of the thirty-six wards and markets of the capital.

Each announcement was stamped with the dual seals of the Zhenling Headquarters and the Military Department, the vermilion marks gleaming coldly in the morning light.

The crowd of onlookers grew from small groups of two or three to several layers deep. Those who could read read aloud to those who couldn't, and with each sentence, someone gasped in shock.

"Four commoner martial artists and four clan martial artists each... the resource allocation will be determined by the outcome of the battle? Did I hear that right? When did those people above become so easy to talk to?"

"If you can't read, I'll read it for you. Look carefully at the signature—Commander-in-Chief Jiang Qin. Not Director Cao, but the newly appointed Commander-in-Chief!"

"Jiang Qin? The Jiang Qin who single-handedly stormed the Holy City?"

"Which Jiang Qin could it be!"

The news spread like wildfire, flying from the marketplace into the restaurants, from the restaurants into the military camps, and from the military camps into the streets and alleys of the city.

Within half a day, the entire capital was talking about this.

On every street, you can see different people saying the same thing: See you at the training ground in three days.

The west side of the city was the first to get excited.

The western part of the city is a gathering area for commoner martial artists.

Most of the rogue cultivators, those from small sects, and surviving martial artists who fled from occupied cities who flocked to the capital after the disaster are crammed into this densely packed old building.

In the past, this place was deathly still, with only the groans of the wounded and the ramblings of drunkards.

But today is different.

Someone pulled a faded Chinese flag from the bottom of a box and hung it on a second-floor window. The flag fluttered in the wind, and a group of people gathered below.

"I've served in the city garrison for three years, killed seventeen ferocious beasts, and been rejected three times for promotion. The reason? Incomplete documentation. What do you mean by incomplete documentation? It's because I don't have anyone higher up!"

A burly man covered in scars stood on the steps, his voice rough and hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against an iron plate.

"This time, no application, no approval, just win! Commander Jiang has set up the arena, and I, Zhao Dashi, am the first to sign up. Even if I get beaten to death on that stage, I'll accept it!"

The crowd erupted in deafening cheers.

Someone brought out a wine jar, broke the mud seal, and stuffed it into his hand.

Zhao Dashi tilted his head back and gulped down half a jar, then poured the rest of the wine onto the ground.

"Respect Commander Jiang!"

"Respect Commander Jiang!"

The military camp in the north of the city was also in an uproar.

Hawkish officers were training new recruits, and when the news came, even the drills were halted.

The officer copied the notice and posted it outside the tent, then said only one sentence to the sea of ​​soldiers below:

"The ring is yours now. Whether you can hold your ground or not depends on your fists."

The soldiers did not cheer; instead, they silently raised their right fists and placed them against their chests in unison.

The officer returned the salute.

……

As dusk approaches, the setting sun is reflected on the water.

A hunting party, having just finished hunting a ferocious beast, is returning from outside the city.

The roar of the SUV's accelerator was incredibly deep, like a howling beast, as it sped across the flat ground, getting closer and closer to the towering city wall.

Inside the car, the team members chatted and laughed about their day's achievements.

"Captain, we've achieved the highest yield in our team's history today. Not counting the spiritual fruits and herbs we obtained, even the materials from the ferocious beasts alone could fetch tens of millions of Chinese yuan, enough to last us for a while."

"Hey monkey, can't you be a little more ambitious? Our captain is about to break through to the Divine Manifestation Realm. What can we do with this little bit of money? We have to go hunting again tomorrow!"

"Tch~ I'm not like you single guys, I'm a married man!"

"Hey! You little rascal, you need a good beating again...!"

The atmosphere inside the car was harmonious, and the woman sitting in the passenger seat had a calm expression.

Li Yunyan spent two days away from home and was unaware of what had happened in the capital.

But when her gaze swept across the city wall and passed over a certain figure, her expression immediately froze.

Jiang Qin, who was observing from the city wall, noticed something and turned his head to look at the off-road vehicle driving in from outside the city.

"Is it her?"

I never expected to run into you in the capital city; what a coincidence!

The speeding SUV came to an abrupt stop in front of the entrance.

"Captain, where are you going?"

"I suddenly remembered something, you guys go back first."

The team members looked puzzled; they had never seen their captain like this before. They could only shrug and start the car to leave.

Li Yunyan leaped onto the city wall, her voice filled with joy.

She stood face to face with that figure.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

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