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Chapter 1239 - 848: Crown of the Hundred Generals, Yang Dong of the Great Wall! (4K)_2

Chapter 1239: Chapter 848: Crown of the Hundred Generals, Yang Dong of the Great Wall! (4K)_2

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[Note 1: Summon the dead from the Netherworld]

[Note 2: Capture, kill, ride! All in one go!]

"It’s indeed rare, truly rare," Li Changhe remarked as he held the reins in his hand.

Was this the first time he had such luck?

He had actually received the very summoning mount equipment he needed most.

Indeed, after a long streak of bad luck, a moment of fortune was bound to come!

With the Netherworld reins, wouldn’t it mean that the next time Li Changhe entered a task,

as long as he found a decent-looking dragon, shattered it, he could obtain a dragon mount that could be summoned at any time?

And it was possible to capture any creature below a demigod?

Even divine creatures?

Damn, it was such a pity that he didn’t have this during the Hundred Generals task.

Otherwise, Li Changhe could have fulfilled the dream of becoming a Dragon Knight ahead of time.

"Could I really be this lucky, or is it that my luck has actually turned?" Li Changhe pondered as he pushed open the door of the repair cabin and climbed out.

Turning around, he immediately knew why his luck had been so good.

There was He Feng, lying on a hospital bed next door with a gloomy expression. Perhaps it was because of him being next door that Li Changhe’s luck had been unusually good.

Next to him, and sitting by his side, was Bai Luohe, who had fallen asleep. She was sitting in a chair next to the bed, leaning over He Feng, creating a rather picturesque scene.

It was just that He Feng’s sullen face spoiled this beautiful moment.

"Hey, Old Li, awake?" He Feng greeted with a twitch of his mouth as Li Changhe looked on in silence.

Although Li generally had a clue, Bai was inherently gentle in manner and her interactions with He Feng were not very conspicuous.

Who would have thought...

That the only female player in General Mountain couldn’t resist He Feng’s charm. Good thing that General Mountain had only one female player, otherwise it would have been a constant battleground.

Thus, Li Changhe said indifferently, "If Old Bai knew you had charmed his sister away, he might just eliminate you."

"Then you’ll have to block a bit for me," He Feng replied with a distressed look, "You’re the strongest under a demigod after all. Don’t leave me to die."

"If I can’t even stop a demigod, then just wait to die, you little rascal!" Li Changhe said with a bit of a headache, "Why can’t you learn from me? I’ve never been troubled by this kind of problem."

"It’s different," He Feng said, looking vexed, "Our situations are completely different, okay? With Mr. Xiao around, you’ll never face what I’m dealing with!"

Suddenly, He Feng said in a deflated tone, "Old Li, what should I do?"

"Asking me? What else can you do?" Li Changhe spread his hands and said, "It’s just a matter of splitting it into four parts instead of three. I just hope you’re not buried too far away; otherwise, visiting four places each year to commemorate you would be quite tiring."

"I’m your good brother; you have to help me," He Feng lamented.

During this round of the Hundred Generals Trial Sword, those three girls had suffered a disaster.

They were severely injured in a sneak attack by a Book of Heaven warrior and later struggled strenuously to rescue He Feng.

This was a huge debt of gratitude he owed.

This just made the already challenging situation even more dreadful. He Feng’s guilt made it hard for him to utter any words of refusal.

Word had it that those girls were now heading to Nanzhe, saying it was close by and they planned to visit He Feng.

What could He Feng do then? He could only grit his teeth and agree.

When they arrived, just the thought of it made Li Changhe’s stomach ache. Maybe he would go away for a few days then.

Therefore, Li Changhe promptly changed the subject, "So, is the doctor dead?"

"He’s alive, which is more useful than being dead," He Feng replied, shifting from his bitter expression to a serious one, "During the battle, we tore off his arm."

Li Changhe nodded slightly; that was enough. The authorities would use this as a clue to root out the entire Book of Heaven. Be it tracking skills or querying information.

The doctor couldn’t have left without any trace.

Using his traces to capture the evasive members of the Tianyan Association and annihilate them all! That was the reason He Feng let him escape.

As for the Deceiver God’s Chosen, during the battle, he transformed into the Great Chaos Demon.

He Feng and Dingdang Cat ambushed and killed him.

Before dying, he laughed out loud, saying he had already delivered the most spectacular performance for The Deceivers.

As for the performers, naturally, it was Li Ba and the Bloodriders.

Now, the death of the Bloodriders has become the most hotly debated topic on the [forum].

There are those who denounce Li Changhe and others who defend him.

Moreover, some large organizations, both explicitly and implicitly, expressed their distaste for the Seventh Devil King.

Before the Hundred Generals, he was the hero of the disaster fog, a hero who could shatter stars with a single arrow.

Now, having turned into the maligned Seventh Devil King, it feels somewhat magical.

However, in this regard, Li Changhe never cared.

After all, being called the Seventh Devil King, what could be done about it?

Those trolls are just blabbering in the [forum], but if they were actually in front of Li Changhe, they probably wouldn’t dare to open their mouths.

Even being called a Devil King, even being spit upon by thousands.

Today’s Li Changhe is still the strongest among demigods. That’s an indisputable fact.

In these times, when Ancestor Chiyou intimidates from all directions, and demigods dare not appear.

Who else could face the strongest among demigods?

Lately, Li Changhe spoke a few words to He Feng, gave him a Seed of Divinity, and then left the basement.

In the main hall on the first floor, he saw Old Bai and Pan Ke who had just arrived.

The two were examining a Biomimetic Teardrop modeled after Li Changhe.

And the Biomimetic Teardrop sat cross-legged in the corner, silent.

It seemed it wouldn’t act without a command from Li Changhe.

Meanwhile, Yun Ting and Old Lead were on the couch.

Old Lead, jumping onto Yun Ting’s shoulder, guffawed with his mouth wide open, "Us three will definitely cause a massacre! Right, Brother Ting?"

Yun Ting agreed, saying, "Okay, I’ll take care of the loud laughing. You two handle the killing spree."

"No, no, no, I’ll take care of the loud laughing," Old Lead said with a strange laugh.

Old Bai watched Old Lead in amazement and said to the approaching Li Changhe, "This Old Lead’s personality is like yours."

"That’s natural. I raised him!" Li Changhe laughed and then sat on the couch, catching Old Lead and rubbing him for a while. Old Lead seemed quite pleased to be fussed over like this.

Li Changhe asked, "How did the competition go afterward? Where do Moon God, Wuji, Chen Guang, and Brother Dong rank now?"

"Ever since you, Little Master, ceded the judge’s role to a Great Wall player. Different Race players have been calling foul play," Pan Ke said with a laugh. "Of the top sixteen, seven were Different Race players. Upon the Great Wall player becoming a judge, three Different Race players withdrew. The remaining battles were pretty much civil wars among human players."

"Moon God met Brother Dong, and after a chat, Moon God withdrew. He stopped at the top sixteen."

"Captain Chen Guang, during the final sixteen battle, cut down a Different Race player. He advanced to the quarterfinals but then withdrew when facing Brother Dong."

"Wuji, in the round of sixteen, defeated a Round Table player. His opponent in the quarterfinals was a Different Race player, who then withdrew. He advanced to the semifinals, met Brother Dong, and Wuji withdrew. His strength is tremendous; he even activated the Mythical State!"

Li Changhe nodded; after all, as the current master of the sword, Wuji’s strength was indeed formidable. Before activating the Demigod State, Li Changhe wasn’t sure he could defeat him. His withdrawal was probably out of respect for Brother Dong.

After all, Brother Dong was highly regarded even by Sword Brother. As fiercely as Sword Brother confronted the Ancestor, he praised Brother Dong just as much. Of course, Brother Dong truly deserved it!

"Worthy of Brother Dong, not even throwing a single punch and making it to the finals?" Li Changhe said with a light laugh. "So, what about the Champion Marquis? He must have become the champion."

The Great Wall, having good relations with the Eternal Throne, would likely concede this championship seat.

As long as the champion of the Hundred Generals wasn’t a Different Race player, it didn’t matter which country’s human player won. This was an unspoken agreement among humans.

The first Hundred Generals championship taken by a Different Race player made all the officials’ eyes turn red.

Pan Ke then grinned and said, "The Champion Marquis of the Eternal Throne, in the round of sixteen, defeated a Black Palace player. In the quarterfinals, he defeated a Different Race player and a North European player in the semifinals. In the finals, he withdrew even faster than Brother Dong, saying he respected Brother Dong as a person!"

"Wow... wait!" Li Changhe first exclaimed, then realized.

The Champion Marquis withdrew in the finals?

Doesn’t that mean....

"Exactly, Little Master! The champion of this Hundred Generals Trial Sword is none other than Great Wall’s Yang Dong!" Pan Ke cheered.

"Brother Dong, the Eternal God!"

(End of Hundred Generals)