Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 742 - 742 Huang Zhihu Enters the Military Camp in Women’s Clothes for the First Time

742 Huang Zhihu Enters the Military Camp in Women’s Clothes for the First Time

“Bam!”

With a crisp sound, the black armored Lieutenant blocking Han Muye was slapped hard.

“This is my foster father!” Huang Zhihu rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward.

The military officer with one hand covering his face looked up and saw Huang Zhihu’s appearance. He was first stunned, then confused, and then muttered, “Sword… Lord Sword Tiger…”

!!

The group of black armored soldiers placed their hands on the Mystic Sun swords at their waists, but they were at a loss.

Sword Tiger, Huang Zhihu was someone people feared in the camp.

However, how did the ruthless Sword Tiger become this beautiful girl with fair arms?

“Get out of the way. Haven’t I taught you enough lessons?” Huang Zhihu raised her leg to kick, but because the hem of her dress was wrapped around her leg, she could not raise her leg.

Only at this moment did the captain regain his senses. However, he didn’t dare to look at Huang Zhihu anymore. Lowering his head, he said, “Sir, this is my duty…”

Huang Zhihu was furious. She raised her hand again, but she heard a cold snort behind her.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Han Muye said coldly.

Huang Zhihu was slightly stunned when she heard Han Muye’s voice again. “How should one be punished for trespassing on important military ground and injuring a Mystic Sun Guard?”

The commander who had lowered his head trembled. He raised his head and said loudly, “Beheading!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Huang Zhihu’s angry eyes widen. The Sword Tiger that he was usually afraid of was now extremely cute. His heart could not help but soften. “Um, it’s only right for the officer to teach this subordinate a lesson…”

At this moment, several figures had already rushed over from the camp.

The person in the lead was the commander of the three prefectures of the Mystic Sun Guards, the deputy commander of the capital, Lu Yang.

Lu Yang flew over. When he saw Han Muye, he looked excited. He bowed and cupped his fists. “Lu Yang greets Granduncle!”

Han Muye stood there and waved his hand. “There’s no granduncle here. You’re the commander of the Mystic Sun Guards, the person in charge of the preparatory commander selection. You’re the most senior here.”

Hearing his words, Lu Yang was stunned and hurriedly said, “Granduncle, what are you talking about? If Lu Yang dares to call himself granduncle in front of you, I’m afraid my old master will break my bones.”

“Lu Yuzhou wouldn’t dare,” Han Muye said calmly. “He can’t beat me now.”

Lu Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The general at the side looked up. As soon as he grinned, he quickly turned his head away.

“This is, Zhihu?” Lu Yang looked at Huang Zhihu and sized her up. A smile appeared on his face.

“How beautifully is she dressed? I’m afraid the young men in my camp are staring at her.”

Hearing his words, Huang Zhihu snorted. “Brother Lu Yang, do you think my reputation as a Sword Tiger came from nothing?”

The smile on Lu Yang’s face froze. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Han Muye say coldly, “You trespassed the camp and attacked for no reason. Lu Yang, how should she be punished?”

Punished?

Lu Yang looked at the red palm print on the general’s face, then at Huang Zhihu in front of him.

Isn’t this common?

Isn’t Sword Tiger’s reputation built from fighting?

This camp was filled with reserve commanders from all over the Heavenly Mystic. They either had extraordinary cultivation or extraordinary backgrounds.

Even Lu Yang had a headache.

For example, the heir of the Heavenly Mystic Dynasty, Yunduan, was also joining in the fun in the camp as a reserve commander.

There were also experts from the Flood Dragon Clan in the Eastern Sea, experts in the Sword Dao, a few experts from the demon clan in the Southern Wasteland, and several experts from the Western Frontier and Northern Region.

Many of the reserve commanders nurtured by the Central Mystic Sun Guards were also tough opponents.

When Huang Zhihu first arrived at the camp, she was not eye-catching.

What made her famous was the battle ranking of the reserve commanders. Huang Zhihu, who originally ranked below 1,000, relied on her dual swords to fight 86 battles in a day and immediately entered the top 100.

Everyone remembered Huang Zhihu’s sword dao in these battles.

She controlled her sword in long-range battles and killed in close combat.

Although her cultivation level was only at the Golden Core realm, Huang Zhihu could stab a half-step Heaven Realm expert with one strike.

In the next three months, the reserve commanders slowly familiarized themselves with each other and formed many small groups.

For some reason, Huang Zhihu and Yunduan hit it off very well. There were also many cultivators from the western and northern regions who got along and became one of the forces in the reserve command.

In the half-year assessment, Huang Zhihu led 30 Mystic Sun Guards to complete ambushes and sneak attacks, outflanking and defeating the enemy that outnumbered them by 10 times.

She used both swords and defeated nearly a hundred experts before she was finally exhausted.

In these battles, the name of Sword Tiger Huang Zhihu spread throughout the camp.

Huang Zhihu, Yunduan, and the other three reserve commanders became the most formidable beings in the camp.

Five Mystic Sun Tigers. This name was very famous.

Especially after Lu Yang and Huang Zhihu’s relationship was unintentionally spread, Lu Yang treated Huang Zhihu like his own sister.

With such connections, who would dare to go against them?

Lu Yang looked at the depressed Huang Zhihu.

According to Han Muye and Lu Yang’s relationship, Huang Zhihu was Lu Yang’s elder.

It was just that Huang Zhihu was too embarrassed to address herself as an elder, so the two of them privately addressed each other as peers.

With a laugh, Lu Yang looked at Han Muye and said, “Granduncle, I’m insensible—

“She’s insensible, and you’re insensible too?” Han Muye shouted, and Lu Yang’s expression changed drastically.

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“There’s no room for relaxation in the fight for the Dao. Train and select the commander of the Mystic Sun Guards. In the future, you have to fight with all your might during the fight for the Dao.

“How can you be so unorganized and undisciplined?”

Han Muye’s voice was cold and dignified.

His cultivation was already at Out of Body realm fifth level, and the power of his soul surpassed the Heaven Realm. His every move, word, and action could affect the Divine Dao.

The moment he opened his mouth, it was as if extreme cold had descended on the camp.