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

The northern defense line, beneath the steel city wall.

Although the beast tide had receded, the entire North District did not descend into revelry.

Countless soldiers, logistics personnel, and medical teams from the Po Jun Si are traversing the devastated battlefield.

Everyone was consciously lowering their voices, occasionally casting awe-inspiring glances at the edge of the wilderness.

That was the direction the two pursued them out in.

"I wonder how things are going..."

Beside an armored personnel carrier, the burly man carrying a heavy sword was squatting on the ground smoking, his hands trembling slightly.

His name is Zhao Lei, a martial artist at the early stage of the second tier. He has been working in the Po Jun Division for many years and is a seasoned veteran.

Before that, in the onboarding hall, it was he who led the mockery of Shen Tian as a "newbie who came here to gild his resume."

At that moment, Zhao Lei took a deep drag on his cigarette, his eyes somewhat glazed over.

"I heard that kid single-handedly slaughtered a fourth-tier lord?"

His teammate, who was bandaging his wound, gave a wry smile upon hearing this.

"It was more than just a massacre."

"Didn't you see the footage the drone just transmitted?"

"That was a slaughterhouse! He slaughtered over a dozen fourth-tier lords like pigs!"

Zhao Lei burned his fingers with the cigarette butt in his hand, but he was completely unaware.

He swallowed.

"I think I even said back then that he was just there to die, not even good enough to fill the gaps between the beasts' teeth..."

His teammates gave him a pitying look.

Don't take it too hard.

"A monster of that level probably wouldn't even take you seriously. It's like asking if you'd remember a teddy bear that barked at you on the street?"

Zhao Lei: "..."

This kind of comfort is worse than no comfort at all.

Just then.

A sudden commotion arose in the crowd.

"I'm back!"

"They're back!"

Splash!

The crowd, which was originally scattered throughout the defensive line, surged toward both sides of the city gate like iron filings attracted by a magnet.

No one organized it.

But these unruly warriors spontaneously made way for each other.

The end of the passage.

The setting sun is like blood.

Two figures, one in front of the other, slowly walked over, stepping on the muddy ground mixed with pebbles and beast blood.

Leading the way was Chixiao.

The guardian of Jiangcheng still carried that exaggerated heavy sword. Although his clothes were somewhat torn, it did not diminish his domineering aura that looked down upon the world.

But he did not keep this honor to himself.

He deliberately slowed his pace.

And about half a body length to his side.

The boy had his hands in his pockets.

The black and gold longsword had been sheathed, yet it still exuded a chilling aura.

He really looks like an ordinary high school student.

She has delicate features and a slender figure.

Even her eyes seem somewhat clear.

(Note: Ignore Shen Tian's previous fierce performance on the battlefield.)

Shen Tian.

An hour ago, this name was unfamiliar to 99% of the people present.

But now.

Everyone in the entire city knows him.

As the two approached, the previously noisy crowd fell silent instantly.

The only sound was the rustling of military boots on the ground.

Zhao Lei huddled at the very back of the crowd, his head bowed low, as if he wanted to bury his head in his crotch.

But he could feel that faint sense of oppression passing by him.

That sense of oppression wasn't directed at him.

Instead, it was involuntary, directed at everyone present.

It was a pure, malevolent aura, rolled out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Only by killing enough living beings can one experience this feeling.

"Old Qin!"

Chi Xiao's loud voice broke the deathly silence.

The gates of the defense command post opened.

Qin Zhenshan led a group of high-ranking military officers out to greet them.

The commander-in-chief, who was known for his sternness, now had a face full of smiles on his weathered face.

But the first thing he looked at wasn't Chixiao.

It was Shen Tian.

That look in his eyes was like that of a bachelor who had been single for thirty years suddenly seeing an absolutely stunning beauty.

Hot-cut.

greedy.

It even carried a hint of ingratiation.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

Qin Zhenshan strode forward, bypassing Chi Xiao, grabbed Shen Tian's hand, and shook it forcefully.

"Shen Tian, ​​right?"

"I am Qin Zhenshan, Commander-in-Chief of the Jiangcheng Defense Army."

"In this battle, you displayed the might of our human race!"

The eyes of those around him nearly popped out of their sockets.

Who is Qin Zhenshan?

That's a big shot who even the mayor treats with utmost respect, a peak fifth-tier expert!

He was known as a cold-faced tyrant to his subordinates.

How can they be so "humble" towards a newcomer now?

Shen Tian withdrew his hand without making a sound and nodded calmly.

"Commander Qin, you flatter me."

"Just lucky."

Qin Zhenshan's lips twitched slightly.

luck?

You call chasing after twenty-odd fourth-tier lords and hacking them down for five kilometers luck?

"Alright, Lao Qin, stop with the nonsense."

Chi Xiao walked over and patted Shen Tian on the shoulder in a casual manner.

"This kid deserves the most credit this time."

Qin Zhenshan nodded repeatedly.

"Of course! Shen Tian deserves immense credit for this battle!"

With that, Qin Zhenshan turned around and faced all the members of the Po Jun Division present.

"Back at the Tian Shu Bureau, Shen Tian will be rewarded handsomely, not a single penny less!"

No one refuted.

No one questioned it.

No one even thought there was anything wrong with it.

All eyes turned to the young man standing between the two big shots, their eyes filled with fervor.

In the world of martial arts, the strong are respected.

When your record is so impressive that it's incomprehensible, all your qualifications, age, and background are just bullshit.

Shen Tian can single-handedly defeat the beast tide.

Then he is the master.

In the crowd, Lin Qingyi leaned against the armored vehicle, looking at Shen Tian who was being fawned over, and a complicated bitter smile appeared on her lips.

"That's good."

Reggae scratched his head beside him, his voice muffled.

"Captain, our little temple is probably no longer able to accommodate this great Buddha."

Ah Fei's eyes shone brightly, and he had a smug, triumphant look on his face.

"What are you afraid of? Those are the people we brought out!"

"From now on, when I brag about it, I'll say Shen Tian came from our team!"

Lin Qingyi rolled her eyes at him, but her tense body relaxed.

Although I felt a little disappointed, I was mostly relieved.

I'm so glad I brought this boy into the team.

This resolved the beast tide crisis in Jiangcheng.

The wilderness was left behind.

Black troop carriers sped along the highway, their wheels crunching over gravel.

Inside the train carriage.

Qin Zhenshan and Chi Xiao sat in the front row, the two big shots seemingly exchanging words in hushed tones, occasionally glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

back row.

Shen Tian leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and breathed steadily.

And opposite him.

Lin Qingyi, Afei, and Lei Gui sat together, their posture upright.

The sense of ease she had when facing Shen Tian was gone.

Everyone knows that.

After this battle, Shen Tian will surely soar to great heights.

He became a highly sought-after figure in Jiangcheng.

He is probably the third most important figure in Chixiao, second only to Qin Zhenshan!

They naturally couldn't help but feel restrained in front of such a person.

Ah Fei swallowed hard, feeling like he had nails stuck in his buttocks, making it awkward no matter how he sat.

He glanced at Shen Tian furtively.

Although the smell of blood on this guy had dissipated considerably, the image of him slaughtering the beast horde like a god or demon was still playing on repeat in Afei's mind.

That's too brutal.

Especially with Shen Tian's current quiet and harmless demeanor, the contrast is even stronger, making one's scalp tingle.

"team leader……"

Afei nudged Lin Qingyi gently with his elbow, his voice barely audible.

"From now on... can we still call him by his name? Should we call him Master Shen instead?"

Lin Qingyi glared at him, annoyed.

He knew perfectly well that Ah Fei was joking.

However, this revealed their awkwardness at that moment.

When he first arrived, Shen Tian was a newcomer in their third squad.

No one expected that it would be such a newcomer.

After a war, it soared into the sky!