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Chapter 277: The Celestial Army training - Part 1

Cao Liu looked at the two bullies and sneered. Previously, he would have been scared of them but now, things were different.

Following the Celestial Heavenly disciple in the secret realm made him see how weak they were compared to them.

What was a Foundation Building expert in their presence? They only needed a single attack to decimate them into pieces.

What even left him speechless was how easily they killed a Core Refining Expert.

Finally, when Haoran killed a Golden Core Beastman, his worldview shattered.

The Celestial Heavenly sect disciples had the greatest gain in the secret realm.

Only the gods knew how much treasure they took back to their sect.

And since they watched the astounding prowess of Haoran and his fellow disciples, everyone from Baiyun had a change in perception.

Those they previously thought were geniuses were nothing more than average Joes.

With his mentality having taken a new turn, combined with the rigorous training he had received from Zimo, these two were nothing but clowns.

He watched as the two pounced on him, attacking him with deadly punches and palm strikes.

He clicked his tongue and moved. Like a blur, he sidestepped Bigan and moved to the right.

He appeared behind him and sent out a powerful kick.

Bigan and Fu didn't expect the previously weak Cao Liu to have such swift movement skill.

Before Bigan could turn his body to defend his back, Cao Liu's kick connected to his back.

Bang!

The power in the kick broke a couple of his bones, and he was sent flying.

Without even batting an eye, he dashed toward Fu.

As for Fu, he was mad, with veins protruding from his forehead.

"How dare you?" He screamed, losing every semblance of rationality. "Die!"

A gush of aura of Foundation Building realm stage 3 erupted from his body, with his hand turning fiery red.

Watching such a killing attack, those watching the fight sucked in a cold breath as they waited to see how Cao Liu would react.

However, when they looked at Cao Liu's face, he wasn't panicking or scared.

Cao Liu was a sword user, but the threat from Fu didn't warrant him to use his sword.

He ran his Qi to the limit, and a brown shield appeared around him.

Bang!

Fu's fiery fist connected to the shield around him and bounced off as if it was nothing.

What!

Fu widened his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at Cao Liu's indifferent expression, a foreboding feeling crept up his heart.

Without thinking twice, he employed his movement to retreat.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Mortal Dust Fist Strike!"

Fu didn't see anything. He only felt his vision blur and the air in his lungs squeeze dry.

Bang!

Just as he was having this feeling, a powerful fist rammed deep into his chest.

The sound of his ribs breaking to pieces echoed in the ears of those watching as he was sent hurtling into the distance.

He crashed to the ground, and a mouthful of blood escaped from his mouth before he lost consciousness.

Cao Liu didn't even look at him and turned to look at Bigan.

Bigan, who was still trying to get back on his feet, shivered when he saw his deadly gaze.

"I—surrender," he muttered and escaped at his top speed.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Jun Shen Yi, Jiang Li Mei, and their cohort watched the battle without any expression on their faces.

"Why do I feel those from the Cao clan have a different battle style from other clans?" A young man among them muttered with a look of puzzlement.

"You're right, but to us, they are weak as ants," Shen Yi responded confidently. Discover stories with mvl

As they prepared to go back to their things, they saw two powerful Thunderbird beasts flying toward them.

The beast at the front was a lot smaller than the one at the back. Also, the pressure coming from the back was so intimidating that everyone scrambled away from its path.

"Gather at the training ground in one minute," Zimo's loud piercing voice reverberated throughout the makeshift base.

Instantly, all the new recruits rushed to the training ground.

At the massive training ground, the new recruits rushed from all sides to the training.

In the past couple of days, each of them had known how ruthless Zimo was against lateness.

Thus, they all scrambled with their top speed to meet the deadline.

A couple of seconds to a minute deadline, the training ground fell silent with over two hundred thousand newly recruits, soldiers looking at the high podium.

On the podium, Zimo stood straight with his deadly gaze looking at the men in front of him.

After waiting for another couple of seconds, he began to speak.

"For the past couple of days, you have been having a general drill but as of today, the real training would begin."

Just as he finished speaking, five hundred different soldiers marched in from the left wing of the base.

Looking at the newly arrived soldiers, all the over two hundred thousand recruits felt a cold shiver run down their spine.

They could feel a cold deadly bloodlust radiating from their body and the strong killing intent from them shook the air.

Watching the trepidation that crept up their faces, Zimo clicked his tongue and smiled.

"These men would be your instructors and trainers for the next couple of weeks."

"They are soldiers but what are you?" He asked.

"Maggots!" Their sonorous cries reverberated throughout the base.

"Good." Zimo nodded with a pleased smile.

"Be prepared. Before you can turn from a maggot to a real soldier, you have to show us you have what it takes."

"If you came with your clansmen or friends, hoping to depend on them through this training, you're wrong."

"You're in the Celestial Army, there is nothing like clans or friends. To prove how talented you are, His Majesty has created four divisions."

"The Four divisions are: Infantry, Elite Unit, Specialist and lastly, the Commandos."

"I won't talk about all the divisions but only one. The Commandos. They are the best among the best, cream of the crop. A single commando can kill one hundred soldiers of the same realm as them and escape unscathed."

"To be a commando, you have to gain the recognition of His Majesty. However, from what I've seen in the past couple of days, none of you have what it takes to be a specialist, not to talk about Commando."

"I won't be responsible for dividing you into any division. Your training and everything have been designed by them." He pointed to the sky.