My strength increases by one percent every day; I can destroy stars with my bare hands.

The spear tip sliced ​​through the air with a whooshing sound, aiming straight for the barbarian soldier's heart.

The barbarian soldiers' expressions changed drastically. They never expected that this inconspicuous soldier from the Great Yan would have such speed and strength. It was too late for them to dodge.

"puff!"

The iron spear pierced through the animal hide armor and into the flesh.

The immense force sent the barbarian soldier staggering backward, crashing heavily against the crenellations of the city wall.

Li Xuancang twisted his wrist forcefully and then pulled out the iron spear with a sudden movement.

"what!"

Blood gushed out, the barbarian soldier's eyes widened, filled with resentment and disbelief, his body slid down the city wall, and he died.

The first one!

Li Xuancang was panting heavily, feeling the soreness and numbness in his arm.

Although he had received a boost during this period and his strength had increased considerably, killing a barbarian soldier still took a lot of his effort.

This was because the barbarian soldiers underestimated him; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily.

Li Xuancang's eyes swept across the battlefield, his heart filled with no pity, only icy coldness.

Two more needed!

If he kills two more barbarians, he can join the regular army and receive a salary and privileges that will protect his family.

"Let's all go together and kill him!"

Not far away, two barbarian soldiers saw their comrade killed and were immediately enraged.

Wielding curved swords, they attacked Li Xuancang from the left and right, their fierce offensive leaving him no way out.

Li Xuancang's eyes were solemn, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

After the battle, he became thoroughly familiar with the amplified power within his body, and his confidence soared.

Facing the scimitars attacking from both sides, he nimbly dodged and weaved, thrusting and smashing with his iron spear, relying on superhuman strength to constantly deflect the opponent's attacks.

"clang!"

The iron spear slammed into a barbarian soldier's scimitar, the immense force cracking the soldier's hand and sending the scimitar flying out of his grasp.

"Go to hell."

Seizing the opportunity, Li Xuancang stepped forward and swung his iron spear horizontally, striking the barbarian soldier heavily in the neck.

"Snap!"

With a sharp crack, the barbarian soldier's neck twisted, and he died on the spot.

the second!

Upon seeing this, the last remaining barbarian soldier was immediately filled with fear, his face changed drastically, and he turned to try to escape down the city wall.

"Trying to leave?"

Li Xuancang snorted coldly, quickened his pace, and threw his iron spear with all his might.

The iron spear shot out like a meteor, accurately piercing the barbarian soldier's back and pinning him to the ground.

The third one!

In a short time, all three fierce barbarian soldiers were killed by Li Xuancang.

This scene was witnessed by Wang Tianshan, who was watching from a distance. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which quickly turned into approval.

"Good lad, ruthless and decisive, you've got some skills."

Li Xuancang was slightly stronger than the barbarians, but he killed three barbarians with his ruthless spirit that showed no fear of death. It was this ruthlessness that allowed him to survive on the battlefield.

The soldiers around him stared at Li Xuancang in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

No one expected that this ordinary, unassuming soldier, who looked just as weak as everyone else, would be so powerful, killing three barbarians in a row.

Li Xuancang came to the body of the barbarian he had killed, drew his spear, and shook off the blood.

He was exhausted and his whole body ached after killing three people, but his eyes were filled with fervor.

Having killed three people, he was qualified to become a regular soldier in the Great Yan army.

Just then, the barbarian attack below the city walls intensified.

A dozen or so figures, exuding a fierce aura, mingled among the barbarian army and rushed towards the city wall.

"Oh no, the barbarians have sent out cultivators! Get out of the way!"

"Run!"

"Get out of the way!"

"..."

A dozen or so barbarian cultivators charged wildly, their aura far exceeding that of ordinary people, terrifying like wild beasts. The crowd was so frightened that they abandoned their armor and fled.

Even regular soldiers hurriedly gave way, not daring to confront them.

Cultivators have surpassed ordinary people; they are not people that ordinary people can deal with.

"Stop being so arrogant."

At the same time, more than a dozen people rushed out from the Great Yan Dynasty army, each of them possessing an aura no weaker than that of the barbarians.

Both sides' soldiers instinctively moved aside, leaving the battlefield to these cultivators.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

"Click!"

"..."

The two sides moved very fast and collided in the blink of an eye, engaging in fierce combat.

They look no different from ordinary people, but the power they unleash is astonishing; every move they make exudes an irresistible force.

"Is this what cultivators are like? They can kill me with a single move."

Li Xuancang was also watching from the side, his pupils dilated in shock, and his mind was shaken.

He knew of the existence of cultivators, but this was the first time he had seen a cultivator make a move at such close range.

These cultivators were terrifying; they possessed the strength to tear tigers and leopards apart with their bare hands, making them like humanoid ferocious beasts.

"I still have a long way to go."

Having witnessed the terrifying power of cultivators, Li Xuancang realized the vast gap between himself and them.

The others were also stunned, filled with longing and envy.

Cultivators have surpassed ordinary people and hold an extremely high status in the Great Yan Dynasty.

It can exempt you from all exorbitant taxes and provide shelter for your family.

If one joins the imperial court, one can at least become an official in a certain region.

The Great Yan Dynasty's preferential treatment of cultivators is also based on its own considerations.

The cultivators are too destructive. As long as the cultivators are appeased, the world can be at peace. Even if the common people are dissatisfied, they will not be able to cause any trouble.

That is why countless people dream of becoming cultivators, changing their social class, becoming superior to others, and bringing prosperity to their families.

However, to become a cultivator, one not only needs talent for cultivation, but also needs to invest a lot of money.

Ordinary people already struggle to survive, to the point of selling their children; where would they find the extra money to cultivate?

This leads to the strong remaining strong and the weak remaining weak, a situation that cannot be changed.

"kill!"

The two sides fought fiercely, and soon both sides suffered casualties.

"Can cultivators also die?"

Seeing a cultivator beheaded, Li Xuancang was deeply shocked and his mind was severely impacted.

In his eyes, even a cultivator who was high above and possessed superhuman power could die in battle.

This scene deeply affected him, making him crave power even more.

A cultivator dies because he is not strong enough. Only by becoming so strong that he is invincible can he survive in this cruel and chaotic world and protect everything he wants to protect.

Li Xuancang's state of mind changed without him realizing it, and he only wanted to become stronger.

"withdraw!"

After fighting for a long time, seeing that they could not defeat the Great Yan Dynasty, the barbarians had no choice but to order a retreat.

Upon receiving the order, the barbarian army retreated swiftly like a tide.

"Great, the barbarians have retreated."

"Hahaha, we won!"

"Waaaaah, we survived!"

"..."

The barbarian army retreated, and the survivors erupted in thunderous cheers, overjoyed to have survived.