Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Wei Yanwu shrugged: "Perspective? If my perspective were to become too grand, I'm afraid some people wouldn't be able to sleep at night."

"Ha, what a woman's kindness! What kind of person is she to hide her talents like this?"

The Witch King clearly disapproved of Wei Yanwu's actions, but he didn't argue much, casually saying:

"Sometimes, what you see as benefits is not important to others, and what you can give up is not something others can easily give up."

"What do you mean?"

"They're here, see for yourself."

After finishing speaking, the Witch King did not linger. His phantom image flickered and he appeared in mid-air, where he and Wang blocked Ya in the middle.

While Wei Yanwu was still in a daze, a series of black figures rushed from all directions of Longmen, arriving at Wei Yanwu's side before Wuyou could react.

"Lord Wei, the evil god of Ursus has been slain!"

The shadow guards stood beside Wei Yanwu, and the leader, after reporting the battle situation, continued without pausing:

"The colleagues in the Guard Bureau have also taken action to settle the people of Lungmen in safe locations, and they are ready to fight for Lungmen at any time."

“We don’t need them in this level of combat,” Wei Yanwu said, waving his hand.

“They know, but they are not prepared to back down.” The Shadow Guard’s eyes, hidden beneath his hat, stared directly at Wei Yanwu. “This is Lungmen, the home of everyone. My colleagues in the Guard Bureau, and we Shadow Guards, are all willing to fight for Lungmen!”

Wei Yanwu was stunned: "Have they gone mad? Several experts are already besieging the giant beast Ya, as long as..."

The shadow guard unusually interrupted Wei Yanwu.

He knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands together, and raised them high above his head:

"Lord Wei, this is Longmen, this is the Great Yan. Our great people have been the sole masters of this land since the True Dragon hunted the giant beasts!"

Across this vast land, among countless nations and tribes, some are filled with dread and submit to the existence of giant beasts, while others rely on their power to live peacefully through the years. Still others view the Yan Kingdom's hunting of beasts as arrogant and conceited.

But only the people of Yan know in their hearts that it was the true dragon that made Yan stand up, and it was the sages of past generations who made the people look up and see the blue sky and white sun, instead of the gods high above, and look down and see the land that belongs only to us, instead of the habitat of giant beasts!

Now that the scourge of the behemoth has returned, we are willing to follow the example of our forefathers, defending our land to the death, not yielding an inch!

All the shadow guards knelt down simultaneously and shouted:

"Defend our territory to the death, not yielding an inch!"

"Why are you doing this?" Wei Yanwu asked anxiously. "If the Dragon Gate is destroyed, we can just rebuild it."

"Lord Wei, if faith falls, how can it be rebuilt?"

Wei Yanwu's breath hitched.

This is not in our best interest.

That's even a bit silly.

But this is so typical of Yan Country!

Wei Yanwu felt another headache coming on.

He didn't know what to say.

In his distress, he saw Wu You rushing towards him from afar, panting heavily.

He heard the stranger say to him:

"I have met Lord Wei of Longmen. Although I am from Gouwu City, Lin of Longmen has been kind to me. Now that Longmen is in trouble, all I have is my lowly martial arts skills and my worthless life. I am willing to fight for Longmen and for Yan Kingdom with this life."

Wei Yanwu was speechless for a moment, then noticed the team that was slowly appearing behind Wu You.

The black uniforms of the Lungmen Guard Bureau spread like a deep tide across the wide and clean streets of Lungmen.

In the streets and alleys, the Rat King's gray-tailed troops emerged from the shadows and solemnly walked to the place bathed in light.

Chapter 917 Hope: Do we still need Qi Yan? My brother killed him with one punch!

Above the Dragon Gate, Ya was sandwiched between two figures.

Her brows furrowed, and a hint of retreat was already creeping into her heart.

She was confident that if she wanted to leave, these two men in front of her wouldn't be able to keep her.

But soon Ya sensed an unusual atmosphere.

She looked down at her feet, then her pupils suddenly contracted to a point, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

A dense crowd was closing in from all directions, countless eyes fixed on her in mid-air. The city beneath her feet seemed to be opening its eyes, locking onto her with fierce fighting spirit and killing intent.

"Does it look familiar?" Wang asked with a smile.

Ya's expression at that moment was extremely unpleasant.

This scene made that unforgettable memory even clearer for her; how arrogant she was back then, and how miserably she was beaten in that siege.

And now, the war that humiliated her seems to be recurring in the same way.

"Was this your doing?" Ya Ning asked in a menacing voice.

The Witch King spoke up first: "To be honest, I'm quite curious about that war. Although its scale can't compare to that of the past, the Yan Kingdom still showed me a glimpse of its former glory."

"You?" Ya asked incredulously, "How could you possibly do that?"

The Witch King spread his hands innocently and said:

"I didn't do anything. I just grabbed a random guy wearing a black raincoat who was running around and revealed your location while doing what someone asked me to do."

But this is Yan Kingdom. You know better than I do that these guys might tolerate other troubles, but being bullied by you giants will really get them angry.

Ya was so angry that she couldn't speak, but the anger that surged in her heart because of the humiliation was even more intense.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping the knife so tightly.

This humiliation must be washed away with blood!

"You'll stop at nothing to keep me here," Ya said, his face contorted with rage. "Then I'll destroy this damned city today. What does it matter if this body ends up in your hands?"

There was a burst of laughter.

Ya looked at the laughing witch king in disbelief.

"What are you laughing at?" She was even more annoyed by the Witch King's inexplicable laughter.

"I laugh at your overestimation of your abilities, I laugh at your ignorance of your ultimate fate."

The Witch King stopped laughing and shook his head, saying, "Longmen's current reaction will satisfy Qi Yan, and once he's satisfied, he'll step in to protect the city."

My seemingly reckless actions and Wang's were actually just to help Longmen submit a satisfactory answer. And you, you were merely an insignificant condition in the process of verifying the result on the exam paper.

Another burst of laughter rang out.

Ya turned his head to look at Wang, who was laughing.

"What are you laughing at again?" She was so angry that the veins on her forehead were faintly visible.

"I laugh at Mr. Witch King for making a mountain out of a molehill."

Wang did not target Ya, but said to the Witch King: "Even if Longmen fails to deliver this answer, nothing will happen, because there is no need for Qi Yan to take action. My elder brother can suppress such a small matter."

Ya was so angry that his body started to tremble.

While Wang's words seemed not to be directed at her, the contempt in her tone was no less than that of the Witch King.

"Since you so desperately want to provoke me, then congratulations." Ya raised his long sword and said, word by word, "You have succeeded. Today, this city is destined to be destroyed by my hands!"

"Big brother, it's your turn to laugh."

Wang turned his head and shouted down at the dragon gate below.

“Wang, your personality has changed; it’s become… even more eccentric.”

Chongyue brought Lin Yuxia from afar in Longmen and gracefully landed on the roof of a building.

He released Lin Yuxia, took two steps forward leisurely, and looked up at the three people in mid-air.

Now that Chongyue is in a mortal body, he has no interest in studying various skills and cannot achieve the ability to levitate.

Even just standing there in an ordinary way, he exuded a natural aura, firmly suppressing the three parties present.

The Witch King looked at Chongyue with curiosity and surprise, quite astonished by Chongyue's imposing presence.

With his keen eye, he could naturally tell that Chongyue's temperament did not come from his bloodline, nor from the authority of those giant beasts.

It's more like a mountain climber ascending step by step, shedding superficiality, tempering their true self, and finally reaching the summit, looking down at everything with a serene composure.

Ya and Chongyue gazed at each other from above and below.

For some reason, Ya felt that he saw something different in Chongyue.

Ya tried his best to clear his mind of all distracting thoughts and said coldly, "Even if His true form were still here back then, He wouldn't dare say that He could completely suppress me on his own. Today, this city, and the ants in it, are doomed to die!"

"I am not Him."

Chongyue emphasized it again, then took off his coat and handed it to Lin Yuxia beside him.

He gestured for Lin Yuxia to step back a little, then looked at Ya again, slowly but powerfully assuming his starting stance.

Wang quickly winked at the Witch King, signaling him to stay away to avoid getting involved.

Ya did not stop him, but kept a close eye on Chongyue, who was beginning to gather his strength.

With old and new grudges accumulating at this moment, Ya only wanted to chop the person in front of him to pieces.

“Ya, you’re right. Even He back then couldn’t have protected a city from damage in your hands.”

Chongyue remained calm and said, "But those standing here right now are not them, but you and me."

I hope that because of my obsession, I led you into this situation, bringing this calamity to Shuangcheng. I don't know how to persuade him, or rather, I don't know if I should persuade him at all.

But I don't want to cause him any more pain. He's the second oldest brother among us siblings, and I'm his eldest. How many brothers and sisters like us are there in this city?

"Ridiculous!" Ya angrily raised the long sword in his hand. "These human relationships are but a fleeting hundred years, mere noise that will vanish in the blink of an eye for you, me, and them."

Is your current posture, the reason you're standing before me, an insult to me?

"The reason I stand here is an answer that I give only to myself."

Ya's face twisted with rage once again.

She was destined never to understand Chongyue's feelings.

She could only feel endless humiliation.

She had had enough of this humiliation.

The long sword was raised.

Time flows on the edge of a blade, eight thousand years for spring, eight thousand years for autumn, one cycle, ten thousand years of time, yet it is but a fleeting moment in the eyes of a wrathful being.

This strike contained the humiliation and anger she had felt for a thousand years since that battle.

With this strike, she will declare her return to this land, to this arrogant kingdom called Yan, and then find the true form of the Year Beast to exact revenge for the betrayal she suffered years ago.

Then... she saw Chongyue throw a punch.

The fist landed on her chest, calmly and naturally, as if that were the only rule.

Her knife never had a chance to fall again.

Chongyue floated back to the rooftop, his breathing slightly disordered, a hint of pain flashing between his brows and eyes, but that was all.

The long sword slipped from Ya's hand, turning into specks of light and dissipating. Her body plummeted to the ground of Longmen like a kite with a broken string, making a dull thud.

The Witch King, who was eagerly anticipating getting some gossip, was somewhat taken aback.

The spirited Royal Guard team in Lungmen froze in place. A Shadow Guard who had hung himself from the wall with a grappling hook lost his focus and fell to the ground. The Gray Tail troops in the streets all took off their sunglasses, wiped the lenses with the clothes of their comrades, and put them back on. Then, they all opened their mouths wide.

Looking at Ya lying on the ground, barely alive, Wei Yanwu couldn't help but pat Jie Yun beside him:

"Am I under a spell? Give me a punch... Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the stomach by Jie Yun.

"It's not a hallucination... Hah... Ouch, that hurts... You really hit me?" Wei Yanwu clutched his stomach, unsure whether to laugh or cry. "I'm the Governor of Longmen!"

Jie Yun inexplicably withdrew his fist: "Didn't you tell me to hit you? And what's this 'Governor'?"

Chapter 918 The Martial Arts Fanatic's Perspective