Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 653 - 233: Already Used to Ninth Grade People

"If you're ready, then let's get started directly!"

The Camp General stepped to the very front of the city wall.

Hei Ti really had no interest in this kind of boring trial.

But since it was the command of the Divine Elder, Hei Ti had no choice but to comply.

Hei Ti actually somewhat didn't understand the Divine Elder.

Obviously, the alliance with the five races was complete, ready to fully take over Jiangyuan Country. Why continue to send troops to harass Jiangwu City from time to time?

In his view, this made no sense at all.

And these lowly refugees, what right do they have to come to Mao Yao City? Being able to give them a Chaotic Camp Mountain outside the city was already kind enough, it'd be better if they all died.

Therefore, Hei Ti had no sympathy at all towards this group of Third Grade refugees.

He didn't consider the refugees to be part of his people at all.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

With a wave of Hei Ti's hand, a powerful force of Qi Blood instantly covered the sky above the trial ground.

At the same time, those beasts suppressed by the demon devices awoke fully.

Previously, under the suppression of the Divine Elder, these beasts were unconscious. Only when Hei Ti lifted the seal, did these ravenous beasts awaken to madness.

For the 500 Third Grade refugees, these beasts served as the tools of trial.

But for the beasts, these 500 refugees were essentially just food.

The earth-shattering roars seemed destined to rip apart the sky.

The beasts were ferocious and enormous, and as they roared, the sound waves formed shockwaves, causing even the ground to quake.

This was the terror of Fifth Grade beasts.

...

"Hungry!"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat!"

"I want to eat, eat, eat!"

In the trial camp, Su Yue stood at the center. The gate hadn't opened yet; they were not entitled to enter for the moment.

And Su Yue, having studied beast language, was able to understand some of the beast's language, albeit brokenly.

Of course, the language was so simple, dreadfully simple, that even just guessing could make one understand.

They were very hungry.

They wanted to eat the Yangxiang Race.

This mode was extremely cruel.

Indeed, in a world similar to slavery in the Wetlands, human life was the least valuable.

And for the refugees of the Yangxiang Race, they were even worse than worthless trash.

It was somewhat pitiful to say.

But pitiful and hateful all the same.

"Fifth Grade beasts, so terrifying!"

"Yeah, we're just no match!"

"Who said you have to kill the beasts? Our goal is to escape past the beasts and ultimately reach the Land of Glory, especially since the beasts are restrained by the Divine Elder. They won't team up."

"That's right, we have a chance."

A few Third Grades discussed among themselves.

Yet Su Yue's gaze was directed at the city wall.

By now, quite a few nobility from the Yangxiang Race had come to watch from the wall.

Su Yue suddenly remembered the warriors of Sparta.

Above the city wall, the grand nobles drowned in their indulgences, overlooking a duel between warriors and beasts.

This scene was exactly the same.

Su Yue could even see some nobles pointing and gesturing at him.

It was truly frustrating.

...

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

However, at that moment, deafening thunder sounded above Mao Yao City.

"Hei Ti, attend to your business. We'll be back shortly."

Accompanied by a suffocating oppressive aura descending, a mass of dark clouds appeared in the sky.

Many from the Yangxiang Race knelt down on the spot.

That was the Divine Elder, along with some other Grandmasters. They were leaving the city.

Su Yue also looked up at the sky.

Indeed, another seemingly intangible powerful presence was intentionally observing him.

It was Mo Kai.

Although he didn't know why this guy was leaving the city, he did glance at him.

High above the sky.

Mo Kai, leading a group of Grandmasters, was off to handle an urgent matter.

The damn Four-armed Race and Steel Bone Race had started fighting again at this critical moment, even taking down three grandmasters, with both sides' Ninth Grades readying for an imminent internal war.

Mo Kai was supposed to stay in Mao Yao City, keeping an eye on Hong Guo's situation.

Unfortunately, circumstances arose unexpectedly; only he could stop the two Ninth Grades.

These damned fools, always so focused on internal strife.

If not for the endless infighting, how could the Wetlands ever allow Earth Martial Artists to gain the upper hand?

He led all Grandmasters from Mao Yao City as a deterrent to the Steel Bone Race and the Four-armed Race.

"That gaze, so accustomed to Ninth Grades."

Before departure, Mo Kai specifically checked Su Yue's pupils.

Indeed.

Faced with the departure of countless Grandmasters, innumerable members of the Yangxiang Race knelt in fear; never mind the refugees from Chaotic Camp Mountain; even the high-ranking Yangxiang Race on Mao Yao City's walls were panic-stricken, collapsing in unison.

Yet looking at Hong Guo,

He was looking up at him, and his expression was so calm as if he was witnessing the most common scene ever, utterly astonishing.

To know, this was the departure of a group of grandmasters, how could your pupils remain so composed?

So familiar.

Mo Kai eventually analyzed that perhaps Hong Guo had been used to such scenes, so familiar that it was no longer surprising.

Hong Guo, under the peak's command, must have often witnessed Ninth Grades, let alone just a group of Eighths and Sevenths behind him.

Indeed, the vision of one who has seen the world is different.

Thus Mo Kai, leading a group of Grandmasters, left Mao Yao City in the blink of an eye.

Actually, to Su Yue, he really had no concept of Ninth Grades.

Mu Jingliang, Yan Chenyun, Liu Yizhou, Wang Yetao... all familiar faces.

And Su Yue had known early on that Mo Kai was that old man. He wasn't truly fearful at all.

...

"All trial takers, enter the trial field.

"You still have a chance to back out now. Once you enter the trial field, there's no chance to retreat, it's do or die!