Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 143 Twelve Tiger Guards_1

Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Twelve Tiger Guards_1

Hidden Dragon Camp is the gathering place for military geniuses.

When Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue followed Lin Chen and stepped into the gates of the Hidden Dragon Camp, they profoundly realized this.

The people here were all quite young, with the oldest not even thirty.

And the martial artists in Hidden Dragon Camp, even those with the poorest cultivation, were at least at the Martial Pulse Fifth Level’s initial stage.

Doesn’t sound too impressive?

But put that into context and you’ll understand - The Ling Family, being one of the Four Great Families of Tianfeng City, ensured that those whose cultivation reached the Martial Pulse Fifth Level were definitely ranked in the top ten, or even top five of the family.

Here, a cultivation of Martial Meridian Fifth-stage Early Stage was just that of a very ordinary disciple; unless one’s talent was indeed too terrifying, it was impossible to enter the Hidden Dragon Camp without reaching the Martial Pulse Fifth Level.

As for the strongest martial artists, Ling Xiao had no idea, but just in the short time he walked into the Hidden Dragon Camp, he saw four or five martial masters above the Seventh Level of Martial Veins.

These individuals were likely instructors of Hidden Dragon Camp, as they were older, yet none of them were over thirty.

"Ling Xiao, Ling Yixue, there’s a rule in Hidden Dragon Camp: the better your performance, the better food you can eat, the better place you can live, and the better masters you get to learn from,"

Lin Chen explained as they walked: "Newly arrived martial artists are generally taught by instructors at the Martial Vein Seventh Initial Stage. If you perform exceptionally well, then it’s easy to get guidance from a Martial Pulse Eighth Level martial master, or even one at the Martial Pulse Ninth Level."

"Understood!"

Ling Xiao felt this was no problem; after all, in any place, any organization couldn’t possibly treat everyone equally.

Geniuses needed special care, and it was natural for mediocrities to be discarded.

The resources you get should match your abilities; that is what’s truly fair.

Fairness is not equality if everyone has the same resources, that would be the real unfairness.

"Up ahead is the Hidden Dragon Camp barracks, I believe you’ve already noticed the difference?"

Lin Chen pointed at the military camp ahead and smiled.

Ling Xiao nodded.

Even fools could see it: the barracks were clearly divided into three tiers.

One was the large communal sleeping quarters, which were tiled houses where all the newcomers and the lowest level martial artists of Hidden Dragon Camp lived.

On the other side were brick-and-stone structures - the houses were beautifully made and all were single rooms. Each person had their own room, not large, but with their own private space, complete with a servant.

Looking further up, there were amazingly three separate courtyards, each with three sections including a yard, rooms, a kitchen, a practice room, and other well-equipped facilities, served by three maids and three servants.

"I won’t explain too much about this; Hidden Dragon Camp is not a place for idlers. It’s a place for cultivating talent. Those three separate courtyards and seven stone houses are rewards for martial artists who perform exceptionally,"

Lin Chen said with a smile.

"I heard that under General Lin Ze there are twelve young generals, the youngest only sixteen and the oldest not even thirty. Did they also come out of Hidden Dragon Camp?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Indeed, these twelve young generals all hail from Hidden Dragon Camp. Some excel in leading troops into battle, others in martial skills that kill an enemy in ten steps, and some move like ghosts, claiming the enemy’s head amidst thousands of troops,"

Lin Chen nodded, "Outside, they are also known as the Twelve Tiger Guards!"

"The Twelve Tiger Guards must all be high-level Martial Master experts, right?"

Ling Xiao inquired.

"Correct, they are all exceptional geniuses who emerged from Hidden Dragon Camp, our role models, and I hope that one day you and I can both become Tiger Guard generals!"

Lin Chen spoke these words with great excitement, clearly holding immense admiration for the Tiger Guard generals in his heart.

Ling Xiao smiled but didn’t reply.

To him, the Tiger Guard generals were just a stage goal.

In fact, ever since he learned there existed a Transcendent Realm in this world, he has been single-mindedly striving toward that goal.

As for what lies beyond the Transcendent Realm, he didn’t know, nor did he need to bother considering it.

It would not be too late to consider reaching the Transcendent Realm later.

For now, it was best to focus on improving his skills within the Hidden Dragon Camp.

Even the most ordinary martial artists here could access more abundant resources and guidance than the best of the Ling Family could afford.

This increased the likelihood of advancement, solidifying his resolve to stay.

"Lin Chen, have you brought back new recruits this time?"

Along the way, many people recognized Lin Chen and greeted him.

"Yes, two geniuses personally selected by General Lin!"

Lin Chen said with a smile.

Every time Lin Chen spoke these words, the young martial artists rushing by would stop in their tracks and give Ling Xiao and Ling Yixue unfriendly glances.

"Brother Lin, that statement of yours has indeed gained us quite a few enemies."

Ling Xiao said with a laugh.

"It doesn’t matter. Such things can’t be hidden in the Hidden Dragon Camp; they would find out sooner or later. In fact, it’s not really making enemies. They are just curious why you two were personally selected by General Lin Ze. As long as you show off a couple of moves and intimidate them, that will suffice."

Lin Chen said nonchalantly, "In the Hidden Dragon Camp, it’s impossible to keep a low profile unless you’re willing to accept the worst food, the worst accommodations, the worst instructors, and the worst resources."

"That’s true too."

Ling Xiao had thought about keeping a low profile as he was new here, but hearing Lin Chen’s words, it seemed that staying low-key really wasn’t an option.

If one chose to be low-key, it meant that he would always be competing with others under the most unfavorable conditions.

He wasn’t foolish; it would be ridiculous to choose self-torment.

"As long as you understand," Lin Chen continued, "there’s one more thing I need to warn you about. Although Hidden Dragon Camp is General Lin Ze’s territory, it’s infiltrated by many from the Heavenly Ninja Academy and Baiyun Governor Wan 犇’s men. If they find out about what happened in Tianfeng City, they will surely target you. You must be careful."

"I understand."

"You’re not surprised?" Lin Chen asked, surprised himself.

"Nothing surprising about it. With the Ninja Clan’s capabilities, infiltrating the Hidden Dragon Camp isn’t a difficult task, especially with Baiyun Governor Wan 犇’s help—it’s even simpler."

At this point, Ling Xiao’s expression suddenly turned cold as he continued, "If they behave, it’s all good. But if they dare to provoke me, I’ll be more than happy to help General Lin eliminate these nuisances."

If one possessing the Mountain and River Martial Soul lacked this confidence, then he truly didn’t deserve it!

He wouldn’t dare speak for those above the Martial Master level, but for anyone below that level, he truly feared no one.

In his eyes, all those so-called prodigies and "monsters" were merely ordinary!

Though he appeared calm and composed on the outside, his heart boiled with blood and ambition just as much as anyone’s.

He would never forget the humiliations he suffered when he was a beggar.

He would never forget the scene where all his beggar kin were slaughtered.

And he certainly wouldn’t forget the time when the Ling Family was besieged, nearly facing their demise.

All of it was related to strength.

If he were strong enough, he would not be bullied.

If he were strong enough, he could protect his loved ones.

If he were strong enough, who would dare to attack his family in front of him?

Strength was everything; all else was illusory.

"Hahaha, domineering, I like people like you."

Suddenly, a person strode over, seemingly just walking, but covering a distance of several hundred meters in an instant, arriving right in front of them.