High Martial Arts: First day of dropping out of school, reward: Devouring the Emperor's Body

The battlefield was filled with a chilling atmosphere, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on the fifty martial gods in the air.

These fifty martial gods symbolize humanity's highest combat power today; if they so desire, destroying the world is something they can do at will.

Three hundred years have passed since the spiritual energy revived, but there has never been even a single opportunity to gather the world's top combat forces in one place.

Since it was the Black Soil Tribe that made the first move, the twenty-four martial gods from the Great Xia Dynasty who were present were clearly filled with overwhelming fighting spirit.

Qin Ming, with his fiery temper, spoke first.

"Now that everyone's here, let's not hesitate! Let's get started! It's rare for people like us to gather together like this, some of us haven't even fought in decades!"

Qin Ming's attitude was simple: to start fighting immediately.

He didn't consider the consequences at all; if these fifty martial gods were to fight each other, the whole world would be affected.

He wanted to fight, but the others didn't.

Reaching the level of Martial God basically means reaching the pinnacle of human cultivation, and who wouldn't want to live longer?

Especially the martial gods of the White European Empire, who had nothing to do with this feud and did not want to be dragged into the conflict between the Black Earth Tribe and the Great Xia.

However, once the God of War makes a move, he doesn't discriminate based on geographical boundaries. Even if the White European Empire remains neutral, it will inevitably be affected.

Not to mention the conventional war for the Seven Yuan Mountains that just took place, in which the White European Empire had already gained a considerable advantage, making Hanks even less inclined to take action.

Seeing the tensions escalating between the Great Xia and the Black Earth tribes, Hanks quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"You are all martial arts masters; you should understand the dire consequences if we take action! My advice is to try to negotiate and avoid violence as much as possible!"

"This land beneath our feet is the foundation upon which we depend for survival! Everyone, please be cautious!"

The White European Empire naturally hoped that the Black Earth Tribe and the Great Xia could sit down and negotiate, since they would ultimately gain considerable benefits no matter what.

Because it was the Black Soil Tribe that broke the Martial God Agreement this time. You should know that when nuclear weapons were used before, the White Europe Empire suffered the same fate as the Black Soil Tribe, and was ultimately forced to cede one-third of its overseas resource sites.

The consequences caused by the Black Soil tribe are far more serious than the use of nuclear weapons.

Zhao Zhenyuan remained silent. Although he had no intention of taking action, he needed to put enough pressure on the Black Soil Tribe to make them realize the seriousness of their mistake.

In reality, the Black Earth Tribe's War God was somewhat afraid at this time. In terms of War God's combat power alone, the Great Xia had an overwhelming advantage.

If a real war breaks out, the Black Soil tribe will inevitably suffer the most severe injuries.

Even if the martial gods of the Black Earth Tribe and the White Europe Empire joined forces, they could only barely match the Great Xia.

Let alone one-on-one!

Given the current situation, if a war were to break out, the White European Empire would certainly not lend a hand!

The God of War of the White European Empire came only to protect his own people.

During the standoff, Morpheus observed the situation closely. Seeing his nation's God of War showing fear, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Although he was indeed at fault this time, the tougher the Black Soil Tribe's attitude, the less they would have to pay in subsequent negotiations for reconciliation.

Seeing that the martial gods of Great Xia were all full of fighting spirit, while his own martial gods were all timid and hesitant, this was the reason why Morpheus was disheartened.

He understood very well that the losses the Black Earth tribe would suffer this time were probably incalculable.

He had remained silent since Morpheus made his move, but now he finally stepped forward. Although it was indeed a despicable act for a martial god to participate in conventional warfare, he dared to admit his actions.

"I acted rashly before, and I was indeed wrong! I unilaterally tore up the Martial God Agreement, and I will accept whatever punishment you deem appropriate! But one should take responsibility for one's actions, and you don't need to blame my country or my people!"

After hearing these words, it's no wonder that Morpheus was regarded as a savior by the Black Earth tribe.

To become the marshal of a country, one must be the number one figure.

However, although Morpheus admitted his mistake, Zhao Zhenyuan understood very well that now was not the time for peace talks.

After all, if it weren't for the mysterious martial god's intervention, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The next moment, Zhao Zhenyuan glared angrily at Morpheus and said in a deep voice, "One person does the deed, one person takes the blame? That's easy for you to say! Morpheus, don't forget the reason why the Martial God Agreement was made in the first place!"

"The power of the God of War must be controlled! Otherwise, the world will surely perish! This was a consensus reached by our three nations back then!"

"If it's enough for a war god to admit their mistakes, then how about I destroy your capital the next second and then apologize to you?"

As he spoke, the enormous golden body of the Martial God appeared instantly behind Zhao Zhenyuan.

He showed no intention of suppressing his power, and the immense, ocean-like aura instantly spread throughout the entire Seven Yuan Mountain Range.

No one knew that those who reached the level of Martial God already possessed power far exceeding that of ordinary people. Therefore, they would deliberately suppress their power in their daily lives, even when they were sleeping!

Because if they don't consciously suppress their power, that power can harm ordinary people.

To give a simple example, if an ordinary person with absolutely no cultivation were to be with a martial god who had unleashed his full power, he would immediately be reduced to dust by the martial god's power.

The higher one's cultivation level, the less suppressed one will be by the power of the Martial God.

At that moment, the soldiers inside the mountain range felt this unbridled power, and they all instantly showed expressions of pain and discomfort.

Even though Li Mo had reached the Two Elements Realm, he still felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath.

Some of the brothers in the Independent Regiment were so distressed that they knelt down on the ground.

Fortunately, Chen Xingbian, a renowned martial arts master, was standing beside them. With a slight wave of his hand, he relieved the oppressive force they were under.

"I remember the current marshal is Zhao Zhenyuan, right? That's great!"

Chen Xing praised Zhao Zhenyuan, thus proving the strength of Zhao Zhenyuan's power as a martial god.

Immediately after Zhao Zhenyuan made his statement, all the martial gods of the Great Xia Dynasty simultaneously revealed their golden martial god bodies.

The scene was extremely spectacular, as if dozens of golden Buddha statues had appeared in the sky, instantly illuminating the entire earth.

Even miracles can't compare!

This scene brought tears to the eyes of all the soldiers of the Great Xia.

"This is the Martial God of our Great Xia! The true ultimate power!"

"What Black Soil Tribe! What White European Empire! They're nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs!"

"Sigh! I wonder when I'll be able to become one of these people!"