I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Less than half an hour.

The original team of several hundred people was cut down by Zhou Xuan as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.

The remaining less than one hundred people stood alone in the middle of the tarmac.

But there was something different in their eyes.

Those who were kept by Zhou Xuan either had exceptional talent or were resilient and had relatively clean backgrounds.

For example, Li Haoran.

Although he was scolded severely for giving gifts earlier, his genuine peak second-tier cultivation and his record of hunting third-tier beasts alone in the family trial ensured that he stood firmly in the team.

Zhou Xuan's assessment of him was: "Although he is spoiled, he has some real skill."

Zhou Xuan looked at the remaining people.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he turned around and jogged to Shen Tian.

The righteous indignation on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely fawning smile.

"Shen Qinwei".

"I have successfully completed the selection process."

"There are ninety-six people in total. The lowest cultivation level is the early stage of the second rank. They all have a good foundation and no history of committing crimes."

The speed at which this person changed their expression left Zhang Yue and Lei Wanshan in awe.

Shen Tian straightened up.

He didn't look at Zhou Xuan, but instead strode towards the ninety-six sons of powerful and wealthy families.

Gu Jian and Chu Feng were also standing in the first row of the crowd.

As they watched Shen Tian walk over, they instinctively straightened their backs.

Shen Tian stopped at the very front of the group.

His gaze swept over every young face.

These people are all the chosen ones in Tianyun City.

Shen Tian stood at the very front of the line.

Ninety-six pairs of eyes stared at him, their gazes filled with trepidation, awe, but even more so with an irrepressible fervor.

Shen Tian's gaze was extremely calm, without any of the imposing aura of someone in a superior position.

But it was precisely this calm that terrified these spoiled brats.

This is the true murderous aura that has emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Shen Tian spoke.

"Congratulations, you've passed the initial screening."

"But this is just the beginning."

Faint exhalations could be heard from the crowd, and many people relaxed their tense backs a little.

Shen Tian changed the subject.

"Tonight, everyone will rest where they are."

"Your treatment is exactly the same as that of ordinary soldiers in the Wind City Breaking Army Division; you eat and live with them."

"Meet at the helipad at 6:00 AM tomorrow."

Shen Tian paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the young faces.

"Target: outside the Wind City defense line."

"Occupied area".

The moment those three words were uttered, it was as if a bomb had been dropped on the entire tarmac.

A terrifying glint instantly flashed in the eyes of these ninety-six sons of powerful and wealthy families!

Occupied territory!

Li Haoran clenched his fists tightly, his blood boiling!

Although they are spoiled rich kids, they are by no means stupid.

As members of the core circle of Tianyun City, their information channels are better than anyone else's.

Their family elders had already told them what happened at the performance review meeting.

Outside the Jiangcheng defense line, the three beast kings joined forces.

Shen Tian single-handedly fought his way through the wilderness, slaying the beast king and pushing humanity's defenses forward by three hundred miles!

Liberate lost territory!

Expanding territory!

What an earth-shattering feat this is! This is an unparalleled glory worthy of being recorded in the annals of the Dragon Kingdom!

Now, Shen Tian is going to take them to the occupied areas of Fengcheng.

What does this mean?

This means they no longer need to rely on their parents' legacy to build their resumes.

They want to follow Shen Tian and make history!

As long as they survive this battle, this military achievement will be enough to bring glory to their ancestors.

They grew up in luxury and never lacked cultivation resources.

What they lack most is the recognition of others.

They're fed up with being pointed at and labeled as "resource-backed" or "useless second-generation rich kids" wherever they go.

This is their perfect opportunity to tear down these labels!

"We swear to follow Guard Shen to the death!"

I don't know who started shouting it.

Immediately afterwards, all ninety-six people roared in unison.

"We swear to follow Guard Shen to the death!"

The sound surged straight into the sky!

Fengcheng, the accommodation area of ​​Tian Shu Bureau.

Night falls.

Ninety-six sons of powerful and wealthy families, carrying heavy tactical backpacks, were led to the accommodation area.

All the sons of the powerful and wealthy, as well as the promising young talents of martial arts, lived and ate with the soldiers of the Po Jun Division.

Objectively speaking, the logistical conditions of the Tian Shu Bureau are quite good, with single dormitories and all the necessary living facilities.

It still can't compare to Li Haoran's vast estate.

Li Haoran lay on the bed, and the sensation beneath him made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

In Tianyun City, he slept on a velvet bed that was flown in from the air. The room was kept at a constant temperature and humidity, and there was also a special calming incense.

Now, he was clutching the jade box that Zhou Xuan had scolded him for.

Li Haoran chuckled self-deprecatingly and casually tossed the jade box onto the simple bedside table.

"Human relationships and social customs..."

He murmured those two words to himself.

For the past twenty years, he has felt that these two words are omnipotent.

The Li family is a large conglomerate, and he is the eldest son of the Li family. If he just beckons, there are plenty of people willing to risk their lives for him, and plenty of people who grovel before him.

He was used to this comfortable environment and to being sheltered under the protection of his family, so he took it for granted that he could issue orders.

But today, Shen Tian's appearance opened his eyes to a whole new world.

How old is Shen Tian?

Seventeen years old.

She is three years younger than him.

Yet this very young man, standing on the stage facing the seventh-ranked palace lord, chatted and laughed with ease, deciding the fate of the two great cities with a wave of his hand.

More importantly, Shen Tian did not rely on his family's power, but earned his position through hard-fought battles.

"What am I doing?"

Li Haoran looked at his fair palms.

These hands have killed strange beasts, but that was under the protection of family elders, in a safe and secure training ground.

He was called a genius by everyone, but he knew in his heart that it was a "genius" created with countless top-notch resources.

If he were to leave the Li family, what would Li Haoran have left?

The room door was not closed.

A series of heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor, finally stopping at the doorway.

Li Haoran raised his head.

An old soldier was standing at the door.

The veteran was wearing a tattered military uniform, with a scraggly beard and a long scar running from his ear to his chin, making him look somewhat ferocious.

"Young Master Li?"

Li Haoran stood up and nodded.

"I am Li Haoran."

The veteran chuckled, pulled a shriveled cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

"No, you are Young Master Li. Our Fengcheng is too small to accommodate such a great figure as you."

As the veteran spoke, he pulled a tactical watch from his person.

"This is your tactical watch, it can't compare to your expensive Prisoner."

Li Haoran frowned; he could sense the undisguised malice and contempt in the other person's tone.

"You have a problem with me?"

Li Haoran asked calmly.

The veteran stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and stared at Li Haoran with his cloudy but sharp eyes.

"Opinions? I wouldn't dare."

"You young masters and ladies, as soon as you saw that Guard Shen was going to lead the team, you all came running because of the smell."

"Isn't it just a matter of wanting to follow Guard Shen to the occupied territories, get some merit points, and brag about it back in Tianyun City?"

The veteran spat on the ground.

"When the monsters besieged the city a while ago, three of my brothers died. Why didn't any of your Li family members utter a sound then?"

"Now that Guard Shen has leveled the road, you're all running faster than rabbits."

Li Haoran fell silent.

He wanted to refute, to say that he had the ability, and that he also wanted to contribute to the human race.

But when the words reached my lips, I found them so pale and powerless.

The veteran was right.

If Shen Tian hadn't displayed an overwhelming aura, he would never have appeared here.

"Here you go."

The veteran turned to leave.

"etc."

Li Haoran called out to him.

The veteran stopped and turned his head away impatiently.

"What, you expect me to bathe you?"

Li Haoran wasn't angry; he put his black tactical watch on his wrist.

Then he looked at the veteran.

"What's your name?"

The veteran was taken aback, clearly not expecting the other party to ask that question.

"Zhao Tiezhu, that old codger from the Third Battalion of the Po Jun Division, what, you want to write down his name and go back to your father to complain?"

Li Haoran shook his head.

He pointed to the long sword at Zhao Tiezhu's waist, whose scabbard was somewhat worn.

"Brother Zhao, can you teach me?"

Zhao Tiezhu suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

He picked at his ear and looked at Li Haoran with an absurd expression.

"What did you say? Teach you? Teach you what?"

Li Haoran's eyes were serious, even carrying a hint of humility.

"Teach me how to survive in the occupied territories."

"Teach me how to fight like a real warrior."

Zhao Tiezhu stared at Li Haoran for a full half minute.

He noticed that the eldest son of the Li family had changed his expression.

Zhao Tiezhu snorted coldly, walked to the bedside table, and grabbed the jade box.

"Do you still want this thing?"

Li Haoran didn't even glance at it.

"No, Inspector Zhou is right. A cultivation level built up with pills is an illusion."

Zhao Tiezhu casually tucked the jade box into his pocket.

"Okay, this stuff is enough for me to drink good wine for the rest of my life. Consider it tuition."

He walked up to Li Haoran, and a strong killing intent emanated from him.

"The occupied zone is not a training ground; the monsters there don't care who your father is."

"With Shen Qinwei leading the team, the safety of most people can indeed be guaranteed, but if you yourself are useless, no one can save you in an emergency."

Zhao Tiezhu stretched out his rough fingers and poked Li Haoran's chest.

"Stay close to me first thing tomorrow morning."

Li Haoran took a deep breath, straightened his back abruptly, and imitated the old soldier's posture.

"yes!"