novelStorm in the Turkic Empire
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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Bang!
Bang!
For a period of time, the entire tournament area was filled with madly spinning marble slabs, and all of them were spinning, from the ones at the bottom to the ones at the top!
All those who took the initiative used the same method to block the people behind them.
Even though one single marble slab could not stop the people behind them for long, when more than ten marble slabs started spinning rapidly, it would no longer be easy for the people behind to travel forward quickly while not plunging to the ground. They had to focus and search for a suitable chance.
Because of it, they were instantly held back.
"Bastards!"
When they saw that the people who moved first were getting closer to the top of the tower, the people behind became so anxious that their eyes became bloodshot.
Quite a number of people were no longer able to hold themselves back, and they held their breaths to force their way through.
"Haha! Go down!"
But they did not expect that the people in front of them were paying attention to the situation around them. When they heard the sounds of robes fluttering rapidly, they flung their hands backward without even turning their heads around.
Shick! Shick!
All sorts of throwing knives and hidden weapons came at them fiercely.
"How despicable!"
All supreme-class players were skilled with hidden weapons and throwing knives, so when those weapons landed on these players, they felt pain.
One of them panicked and dodged, because of it, his true qi spilled out of him. He was hit in the face by a marble slab, and he trembled. Before he had the time to restore his balance, he was struck in the head by the marble slab behind him. The few unlucky strokes caused him to plummet from dozens of feet from the air.
Many people from the audience seat watched this person fall.
The first person to lose his right to compete had appeared!
The others were much calmer.
They might be surprised by the hidden weapons and throwing knives that came at them, but they calmly activated their body fortifications and drew their weapons so that they could clear the space in front of them.
Their sword qis danced.
Clanging sounds rose nonstop, and the hidden weapons were all sent flying with precise hits.
Since they were multi-tasking, not everyone could completely neutralize their opponents' attacks. Their momentum came to a halt, and they lost their best chance to charge forward.
At this moment, it was clear that retreating to protect themselves was the best method.
However, they were surrounded by danger!
If they had the chance to get rid of an opponent at a small price, why should they not do it?
Some people had already finished using their true qi. When the attacks from the people behind them landed on them, their faces instantly turned stark pale. It was already too late for them to turn around and block the attacks, so they had to withstand the attacks from all the throwing knives from the back.
Bang! Bang!
Even though their body fortifications managed to block them, the power contained in the throwing knives still delivered such a powerful impact that they lost their final chance to land.
"Bastards!"
"Damn it!"
These people were surrounded by danger while they were airborne, and all of them plummeted from the air. They were disqualified.
The people in front of and behind them became fearful when they saw this, and they put up their guards. When they traveled up the tower, they were even more cautious than before, and they advanced carefully, because if they made one single mistake, they would lose their chance to use anything as their platform in the air, and they would be disqualified.
Five people were disqualified one after another. The remaining ninety-five people fought even more fiercely than before.
The first batch of people smoothly reached the top of the tower.
These seventeen people reached the top at the same time by jumping on at the edge of the final marble slab.
Howling Moon was one of the elders in Lovely Land, and he was someone who had followed Ji Feng for a long time. At the moment he landed on the platform, he immediately looked around, and he obtained two very important pieces of information.
There were a total of seventeen people who were the first to reach the stage. The three players whom the people viewed as having the highest chance of winning did not appear on the platform, much to everyone's regret.
Also, only the span of a breath was required for them to reach the center of the area from the edge of the marble slab.
The other people noticed this at the same time Howling Moon did. Their gazes instantly burned with fervor.
At that moment, the marble slab tilted a little.
Since the number was not even, the marble slab at the top of the tower started tilting slightly to one side.
The group's expressions changed.
Those who were at the top of the slope were in a better condition, but those at the bottom of the slope started sliding downwards.
When they saw this, the people at the bottom of the slope quickly rushed forward to regain balance!
If they went a little further ahead, they would reach the spot where the placate was.
The people across them saw this, and they immediately became anxious.
'You want to get the plate? It won't be that easy!'
That group charged to the center at the same time as well.
The slowly tilting marble slab slowly decreased its inclination and gradually returned to its original position.
But the seventeen supreme-class elites instantly drew close to each other because of the marble slab righting itself!
'Even if it'll be a tough battle, we'll have to fight!'
The plate was still above their heads. They could no longer escape from the fighting against each other fiercely.
In the plains under the blue sky filled with white clouds, the orderly yurts and army-grade yurts formed a connected line in the distant horizon until they reached the foot of a snowy mountain.
A group of built men living in the plains sang boisterously as they spurred their horses forward to charge down the plains to chase after a team of wild horses they had just discovered.
The men of the plains were all great on horseback. They clamped their thighs around the horses' stomachs and stood up while they threw the lassos in their hands.
Every time they threw the lassos, they could accurately catch a handsome horse from the team of wild horses.
"Ha!"
"Ah!"
"Ha! Hahahaha!"
Every time someone managed to get a horse, the men of the plains would be generous with their praises. They would use all sorts of gestures and whistles to congratulate their friend.
Compared to the songs and delight at this sight, the atmosphere at the army-grade yurts was much more solemn.
The defense inside and outside the yurts was very tight, and there were guards stationed everywhere!
There were dozens of Mongolian riders forming lines, with more than ten riders in each line. They were fully-equipped in armor while they moved about the camp in a dense fashion to patrol the area while they intersected with each other. They surveyed their surroundings with intense gazes, as if they were about to face a great enemy.
Someone on the snowy mountain looked away and quietly lowered his body to hide behind a rock. With a few jumps, he arrived in a rather spacious area on the snowy mountain.
Whoosh!
Cold wind blew.
Snowflakes danced about freely in the mountain creeks in the area, making the person feel as if he had entered another world.
One person stood proudly with his eyes closed in this world of wind and snow.
Even though he stood in wind and snow, he had harmoniously blended together with the world. When the wind and snow reached his side, they would smoothly bypass him, and not a single snowflake landed on him.
But his silver hair danced wildly behind him, showing off a uniquely charming and domineering air.
Evil Emperor!
"Leader."
A snow-white figure quickly arrived in front of him in the wind and snow before he stopped.
Evil Emperor stopped harmonizing with the world for a moment before he slowly opened his eyes. A brilliant spark shone in his eyes.
"What's the situation in the Turkic army camp?"
That person raised his indifferent face and answered, "Martial Paragon Bi Xuan has an extraordinary status. Ever since they were alerted by our scouts, he was brought into the Turkic King's tent. Now, there are guards around the king's tent at all times."
"Since we've alerted them, let it be. If we attack a Turkic city, we will definitely lose some members. At that time, the situation will be bad for us. How many soldiers are there around the king's tent?" Evil Emperor was not at all surprised by the information they managed to get. His tone remained calm.
"Based on my observations, there are a total of fifteen thousand yurts at the foot of the mountain. Based on initial estimations, there are three hundred thousand elite riders among them. Among them, there are more than five hundred one thousand-man commanders, and these are the ones who are slightly better at fighting. There are one hundred ten thousand-man commanders, and fifty Myth Realm elites. They have ten people at the later stage of Myth Realm with them, and three at the peak of Myth Realm!"
The person spoke crisply, "There are too many elites in there, and the distribution of manpower is very even. Aside from you, if we force our way in, we'll alert the entire camp when we get close to the first later. At that time, we'll face the attack from three hundred thousand people."
"That's a lot of people..."
At that moment, a person covered in snow and who had been standing quietly behind Evil Emperor suddenly spoke.
Whoosh!
With one soft thud, the snow on him fell off, and Flame Wolf's familiar face was shown.
"No matter. It's just a small Turkic king's tent. We've sent two thousand people this time. Even if we force our way in, the Turkic people won't be able to stop us!"
As he spoke, other voices stating the same things rose and fell, and the snow flew.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Snow-covered people shook off the snow on their bodies to reveal their real faces underneath.
Peach Blossom, Immortal, Golden Rakkhasa, Bloody Hell Saber, and the others were among the ones standing in front. Beside them were a few men and women with extraordinary presences. Their gazes were cold and brutal.
As these people showed up, the dense wave of snow-covered people behind them shuddered as well to shake off the snow on them.
Whoosh!
Layers of snow flew in the air.
Their qi surged and gathered together to form a magnificent wave of heat. It swept up the snow howling in the air and made them evaporate.
More men and women with powerful presences showed up.
They formed a line that reached the mountain creek in the distance behind Evil Emperor.
If anyone looked over, they would find that the space was instantly filled with men and women who stood tall and straight and whose breathing were firm and steady.
At that moment, if there were Chinese players around now, when they saw the endless stream of people in the mountain creek, they would definitely be so scared witless.
There was no one in the group whose qi was weak. Each of them had demon vessels and divine weapons in hand, and they were equipped from head to toe in armor. They were like a powerful, top-tier, destructive army.
And Evil Emperor had the presence of the king of demons, causing all the people in the mountain creek to release a destructive presence that was about to explode forth.
"Leader, please give your orders."
"It has been a long time since we had such a major operation. You might as well let us enjoy this massacre. We'll kill all the three hundred thousand people at the foot of the mountain!"
"That's right."
"I've long since found Happy's conceitedness an eyesore. How could he occupy the top ten pay-to-view battle replays? We should take down the Turkic king's tent in this battle and form the ultimate legend in World of Martial Arts!"
The Wild Wolves were all very conceited and arrogant, but none of them had mocking and derisive looks in their eyes.
They were formed of two thousand supreme-class elites, and each of them were people who possessed the strength of one hundred men. All of them were the elites of the international mercenary group!
The three hundred thousand normal Turkic elites were not unbeatable to them!
To many people, right now, the king's tent and the three hundred thousand people at the foot of the mountain were just weeds that they could trample upon at any moment they wanted.
The group's words spread like wildfire and stirred up everyone's bloodlust!
As they spoke, their blood burned with passion, and their eyes looked as if there were two balls of flames burning in them. Their eyes shone with a brutal light that resembled wild wolves!
Evil Emperor did not stop the group from speaking.
Instead, he quietly basked himself in the feeling of his comrades' wild emotions and their murderous intent, and he enjoyed it.
"Leader!"
"Tell us! How should we fight!"
"We can't wait anymore..."
After some time, the two thousand people looked as if they had turned into wild wolves who had their claws and fangs sharpened. Their eyes shone fiercely. Evil Emperor gave his orders resolutely.
"Once night falls, we act.
"I'll give you two hours. Take down the Turkic king's tent by then!"
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