Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

The Yangxiang Race member quickly said, his eyes slightly squinted.

"What danger?

"Is it these insects on you?"

Su Yue smiled sinisterly.

While he was talking to the squinty-eyed Martial Artist, a Frost Vine Insect crawled onto the Martial Artist's body under Su Yue's control.

For Su Yue, this was simple; he used the Beast-Selecting Sinew and directly flicked it onto the squinty-eyed Martial Artist.

"Ah... I'm going to die..."

The squinty-eyed Martial Artist was scared out of his wits.

A few seconds later, he clutched his head fiercely, spitting blood continuously, his entire body convulsing as if in a seizure.

It looked terrifying.

"If you want to live, wait for me in the woods on the east side of Chaotic Camp Mountain. I have a way to save you!

"I believe you can escape from here. Don't make a sound. If anyone else finds out you've been poisoned, you'll die even worse!"

Su Yue said with a cold laugh.

"It's you..."

The squinty-eyed Martial Artist seemed to realize something.

"I'll only say this once: if anyone else finds out about this, I won't save you!"

With that said, Su Yue left without giving him time to react.

At the same time, Su Yue also grabbed a Frost Vine Insect through the beast hide.

After returning, Su Yue still needed to study the precise formula.

Testing it on healthier martial artists made Su Yue a bit more assured.

As for those who were dying, Su Yue couldn't guarantee absolute safety.

...

There were three days left before the war between Mao Yao City and Jiangyuan Country.

Every time Su Yue left Nine Beasts Mountain, he could feel the atmosphere in Mao Yao City growing more murderous.

To the east of Mao Yao City, countless armies were gradually converging.

Various war materials were continuously transported from different cities.

In the night, Su Yue gazed at the allied forces; it was truly an endless expanse.

"Even without Frost Vine Armor and Luo Arrow Beast, Mo Kai wouldn't lose!

"This time, Jiangyuan Country will face a real catastrophe. And can godfather Wei Yuan's corps withstand it?"

Su Yue headed to Chaotic Camp Mountain, carrying the prepared pills.

That Martial Artist indeed escaped from Nine Beasts Mountain. If he wanted to live, he would surely be waiting for Su Yue at the designated location.

The Yangxiang Race Martial Artists were generally not foolish!

...

"Even without Frost Vine Armor and Luo Arrow Beast, I, Mo Kai, won't lose this time either!"

At the forefront of the allied forces, Mo Kai muttered to himself.

Thirty miles away were the two void entrances to Jiangyuan Country.

Jiangyuan Country was indeed vulnerable.

The capital only needed to be harassed by the Steel Bone Race, with no need for a direct assault.

In fact, a direct assault wouldn't be very useful anyway.

The spatial rift in Jiangyuan Country's capital was too small to transport beasts, and there was also the most elite National Guardian Master Team of Jiangyuan Country.

No need to lose manpower.

The greatest weakness of Jiangyuan Country was actually in Jiangwu City.

This place relied too heavily on the burning radar.

Once the burning radar failed, Jiangyuan Country would collapse entirely, and within two hours, the allied forces could occupy it.

"Mo Kai, we hope you can provide a satisfactory answer to everyone!"

At this moment, Fei Xiao from the Blood Boiling Race approached.

This battle excited even him.

Counterattacking Divine Land, just thinking about it was thrilling.

"Mo Kai, at this point, can't you reveal your trump card?"

A steel bone race member, Gang Shu, also approached.

"Everyone, stop asking. This youngster Mo Kai is always cunning. He won't let anyone know until the last moment."

Ying Mountain Ridge from the Palm Eye Race stepped into the void.

"There are three days left. If the Divine Land Martial Artists really behead 31 Grandmasters, the face of the Eight Races in the Wetland will be utterly lost.

"In the Eight Races Sacred Land, we five have become a laughingstock. All clans know that Divine Land will behead Grandmasters."

Si Fengtian from the Four-armed Race walked out with a sullen face.

"Let them laugh!

"The more they ridicule, the better!

"When I completely end the arrogance of Divine Land, I'll make the people of the Eight Races Sacred Land understand what it means to be slapped in the face.

"I will use battle achievements to fiercely slap their faces. As loud as it gets, it'll be that loud. As painful as it gets... it'll be that painful!"

Mo Kai squinted, with a glittering light in his pupils.

...

Jiangwu City.

Gong Ling stood atop the highest building in Jiangwu City.

There weren't many high-rise buildings in Jiangwu City; this was the tallest.

Since Su Yue's disappearance, they had completed the rear pressure position training in the burning radar.

They gained a lot but didn't make a fuss about it.

Gong Ling served as the main output.

But her understanding of the Nine Techniques of the Mystical Bow was not yet thorough, so whenever she had time, Gong Ling would hold the chief mystical bow, maintaining a shooting posture, motionless.

Sometimes for one hour, sometimes two hours later.

The longest was when Gong Ling persisted for seven hours straight.

"Gong Ling is really working too hard. I fear in another month, she'll break through to the fourth rank!"

Wang Lu Feng and others watched Gong Ling, feeling ashamed.

Too committed.

In merely a few days' time, Gong Ling's progress was truly terrifying!

"Wang Lu Feng, Tian Hongwei, look at Gong Ling's archery stance, doesn't it remind you of the huge loans you owe me?

"The two of you need to fulfill your promise of wearing women's clothes."

Du Jing's Book patted the shoulders of the two.

"Sigh, if it weren't for your sudden intrusion into my life, at least my integrity would have existed..."

Tian Hongwei sighed with the sorrow of the poor.

"Du Jing's Book, just kill me. When you're buried in debt, there's no need to worry. I'm so poor, my heart is peaceful, and I'm not afraid of death anymore."

Wang Lu Feng shamelessly continued.

"Su Yue, ancestor, where on earth are you? Hurry back!"

Bao Dachang sat powerlessly on a bench on the training ground. Recently, he had learned a crash course on a musical instrument... a wooden fish.

He always held Su Yue's life paper in his palm, constantly striking the wooden fish.