Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 174: Mu Qingge Is Not a Loser (8)

Mu Xiong rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again at Mu Qingge, only to see the green light on her intensifying rather than diminishing. That was undoubtedly Green Realm Initial Rank!

"Green Realm! The little Lord is actually a Green Realm expert!"

"Heavens! Am I dreaming?"

"Hahahaha! The little Lord is actually a Green Realm expert, with such talent, who dares to call him a waste again?"

"Little Lord!"

"Little Lord! Little Lord!"

Upon the city walls, the awakened Mu Family Army instantly shouted in unison. It seemed that it was a glory belonging to them!

"He... how..." Qin Yiyao was stunned by the green light before her.

She looked incredulously in the direction of Mu Qingge, shocked to the point of forgetting where she was.

He’s actually in the Green Realm? While I’m a Yellow Realm Middle Rank thinking to protect him. How presumptuous. A sense of defeat rose from the depths of Qin Yiyao’s heart. At this moment, she forgot about the fact of Mu Qingge’s previously useless body and forgot to question why she suddenly became a Green Realm expert. She only felt how ridiculous and redundant she was here.

Swoosh—!

The warm, foul-smelling blood sprayed in front of Qin Yiyao, awakening her.

She raised her eyes, only to meet Mu Qingge who was right in front of her.

The latter coldly said, "Standing here without taking action, do you want to die?"

Though the words were grim, they warmed Qin Yiyao’s heart. The Beast Clan corpse at her feet had already been halved. ’He still cares enough to act promptly, doesn’t he?’ This realization made Qin Yiyao regain her composure as she swung her sword, glowing with yellow light, towards the beast claw attacking Mu Qingge from behind.

Instantly, the beast claw was severed, hot blood splashing behind Mu Qingge like a bloody rain, fierce yet vividly poisonous, stunning in its beauty.

Qin Yiyao’s eyes flashed with astonishment, quickly restrained amid the surrounding sounds of battle.

She held the sword, instinctively guarding Mu Qingge from behind, covering her from rear attacks.

The unspoken tacit understanding made Mu Qingge’s eyes flicker with a hint of satisfaction, the green light in her hands moving once more.

Mu Qingge was in the Green Realm, yet possessed all kinds of slaughter techniques.

Nearly every move she made claimed a life.

And behind her was Qin Yiyao’s cover; with their cooperation, they forged a bloody path through. Her five hundred trusted aides, led by Mo Yang, divided into units of a hundred, dispersed, engaging in slaughter from five angles like a drill piercing into the battlefield, tearing apart the chaotic battle.

The fierce and swift reaction speed, the efficient execution, left Mu Xiong on the city wall shocked.

He could not believe that in just three months, his grandson, regarded by many as a useless playboy, had trained ordinary soldiers into such elite troops.

And what was the deal with their miraculous weapons?

The sharp-eyed Mu Xiong had long seen the miraculous weapons that repeatedly achieved great feats on the battlefield, all originating from Mu Qingge’s five hundred trusted aides.

Almost instantly, the surviving remnants had been gathered behind the five hundred trusted aides.

Mu Xiong’s eyes shone, raising his hand with a flourish, he shouted loudly, "Open the city gates, let our brothers in!" Meanwhile, he drew his sword and leaped onto the city gate, jumping down to join the battlefield.

His grandson was fighting courageously ahead, how could a grandfather cower inside the city like a turtle?

Mu Xiong did not issue an order to attack out of the city, he jumped out alone, representing himself, not the entire Mu Family Army.