"Old Xue, Old Xue... isn’t this the Grandmaster-slaying chain you’ve been dedicated to all your life?

"It succeeded, it really succeeded.

"The Alien Race Grandmaster, shot down like a mere bird, dead with one arrow!

"Amazing, truly amazing!

"Old Xue, soon Jiangyuan Country won’t be able to contain such a great figure like you anymore."

Watching the image of Ying Fenghuang’s corpse on the screen, Old Black was stunned for a long while.

Then, he grabbed Xue Pinghai’s arm, shaking it vigorously.

Excitement!

So damn excited, excited enough to want to go take a sauna.

Old Black knew Xue Pinghai well.

Once a high-spirited expert in battle strategy research, his obsession with the Grandmaster-slaying chain offended many, eventually leading to his being sidelined in a small office.

In the end, he was even expelled.

Poor man.

But heaven has eyes, and his research results have finally come to light.

Now, Xue Pinghai can announce to the whole world that the Grandmaster-slaying chain is not a delusion.

"Hey, Old Xue, what’s wrong?

"Why are you crying!"

However.

Xue Pinghai wasn’t as exhilarated as expected.

Instead, he buried his head in his knees, weeping silently.

Grieving like a child.

It’s been more than ten years.

When questioned, Xue Pinghai argued back rationally.

When ridiculed, Xue Pinghai disregarded those rumors.

Even when expelled from the Research Institute, Xue Pinghai did not collapse.

For a long time, people viewed Xue Pinghai as a madman.

He faced everything in solitude.

Stubborn, obstinate.

With silence, he fought against everyone.

But when the Grandmaster-slaying chain finally came to be, Xue Pinghai couldn’t hold it back any longer and broke down in tears.

All the emotions suppressed in his heart for over ten years collapsed entirely.

"Cry.

"A man crying, it’s not a crime."

Old Black consoled Xue Pinghai.

In Jiangwu.

As Ying Fenghuang was shot down by Gong Ling, everyone at the Jiangyuan National Research Institute prepared to leave, but they stayed in Jiangwu City instead.

Witnessing the glory of the Grandmaster-slaying chain, these researchers all thought of one person... Xue Pinghai.

No one expected that the Grandmaster-slaying chain which Xue Pinghai had been stubbornly working on for more than ten years could actually succeed.

Third-grade.

Was directly empowered with sixth-grade strength to slay a Grandmaster.

This was beyond imagination.

"If possible, we must find Xue Pinghai and apologize to him in person."

The director of the Research Institute sighed.

"Indeed, we owe him an apology."

The other researchers nodded in agreement.

In the Divine Land.

Yan Dongyan’s eyes were moist as well.

It succeeded.

A formation that, while not an unparalleled battle method, surpassed even such methods; it finally succeeded one day.

Recalling the years in Jiangyuan Country, Yan Dongyan felt a pang of bitterness.

For the Grandmaster-slaying chain, Xue Pinghai endured so much hardship.

But regardless, it was a success, and a great service for humanity was established.

Xue Pinghai, a life not lived in vain.

At the Warring States Military Academy.

Both students and instructors, even the principal, couldn’t help but cheer.

Today’s Gong Ling was simply legendary.

That one arrow pierced the skies, not only slaying the Sixth-Grade Chief Race but also perfectly shattering its arrow.

That arrow was simply exhilarating!

In West Martial.

Zhao Jiangtao wished he could feast with all his friends.

Pride!

After so many years as principal, Zhao Jiangtao had never been this excited.

This formation involved two students from West Martial.

Furthermore, Su Yue was in the most crucial position.

Truly a pride.

The other Wuda principals were also thrilled.

This generation of young people in the Divine Land truly lived up to expectations.

In the Gong Family.

Elder Gong put on an oxygen mask.

The elder was so excited, the younger generation feared he might pass from joy.

Meanwhile, all the Gong Family members were proud of Gong Ling.

Actually, her admission into the Warring States Military Academy had already been the pride of the entire Gong Family, but now... she had become a legend.

Father Gong’s phone was blowing up.

A flood of congratulatory messages that were impossible to read all at once.

Many of the messages were from well-known business magnates, their enthusiasm towards Father Gong nearly gave him the illusion of ascending to a throne.

This group of people was simply too crazy.

Thunder Sacrifice City!

The lightning plasma surrounding Xu Baiyan grew increasingly dazzling, and through the projection, people could no longer see Xu Baiyan’s appearance.

From a distance, she seemed like a mountain brimming with flashes of lightning, intimidating even to a Grandmaster.

Mo Qizheng of the Ministry of Justice stood on the highest city wall in Thunder Sacrifice City, watching the light barrier, nodding with satisfaction.

Promising prospects.

This generation of young people in the Divine Land truly set a new standard for excellence.

Repeatedly turning back dire situations.

Especially Su Qingfeng’s son, a prodigy among prodigies, impossible to overlook.

And Gong Ling.

In another ten years, or perhaps... just seven or eight years, Gong Ling might become the next chief Arrow God of the Divine Land.

Her talent is overwhelming.

"A girl in the way of the bow, interesting, even... more gifted than Gong Yuzhen!"

Yuan Xingzi was also observing the battle in Jiangwu City.

He knew the Chief Xuan Bow.

Yuan Xingzi had lived long enough to know not only the Chief Xuan Bow but also Gong Yuzhen, having even fought together.

So he held high hopes for Gong Ling and saw the future of archery in the Divine Land.

In various military corps of the Divine Land, all the ranged martial artists saluted Gong Ling.

This is the pride of the Divine Land.

Even in some other countries on Earth, the specialists in bows and ranged combat were also studying this person, Gong Ling.

...

In Jiangwu.

The melee continued.

The airwaves roared, the earth trembled, countless fragments of stone splattered everywhere, and the buildings in Jiangwu were already leaning to one side, though not yet ruins, the losses were severe.