Commanding Wind and Cloud

"That is right. Our ordinary warriors’ primary mission is to assist bloodline warriors." Ling Donglai said as he looked at Qian Jin with pride.

As Fabreidis passed away, the faction in Warrior Hall which claimed that ordinary warriors were on the same level as bloodline warriors was significantly weakened.

Right now, the force that controlled Warrior Hall believed that they should assist bloodline warriors.

"Fabreidis’ death is fantastic!" Ling Donglai thought; he couldn’t hide the enjoyment from his face.

This man said to Qian Jin, "You need to apologize to the Qian Family as soon as possible. If the Qian Family doesn’t forgive you, you need to go there personally and beg. Otherwise, your acceptance into Warrior Hall will be pulled. Right now, the war between us and the demons is at a critical point. How can you break the unity among us?"

Marc Gavin turned around and gazed at Ling Donglai; he couldn’t believe that this messenger of Warrior Hall would say such words in front of the coffin of one of the [Three Heroes of Warrior Hall].

"Uncle..." Qian Jin grabbed Marc Gavin’s fist and said, "Relax."

"Ling Donglai, are you done?" Qian Jin asked.

"Ling Donglai? You dare to call me by my name?" The gloominess on Ling Donglai’s face intensified as he thought, "Other ordinary warriors would call me Mr. Envoy with respect; this kid dares to call me by my name?"

"I’m done. See what you want to do. You should think before answering me. If you don’t want to get into Warrior Hall, the place all ordinary warriors want to enter... humph..." Ling Donglai sneered.

"Ok, I see. I will tell you my answer right now!"

As soon as Qian Jin said that, Ling Donglai saw Qian Jin’s fist quickly enlarging in his eyes. Before he could react, the fist already filled his world.

Bam! The fist landed on Ling Donglai’s nose, and the intense pain quickly spread all over the nerves on his face. At the same time, red blood flew and scattered in the air.

The strong impact force sent Ling Donglai flying backward with his head carrying all the momentum.

Ling Donglai felt like he was in the wilderness, and a giant rhino ran into him.

The air-piercing noise that Qian Jin’s fist only now made a sound and everything looked at Qian Jin in surprise.

"Go f*ck yourself!" Qian Jin punched Ling Donglai into the air. After Ling Donglai landed on the ground, Qian Jin stepped on his face and said, "You want me to apologize to the Qian Family? Do you even have the slightest dignity as an ordinary warrior? Uncle Fabreidis died at Qian Zhanxuan’s hands. Since the law won’t punish Qian Zhanxuan, I will. The Qian Family killed one of the heroes of Warrior Hall, yet you want me to apologize? Since Warrior Hall is boneless and weak, I won’t even go if you pay me!"

"F*ck off! Go back to Warrior Hall! Ask the members of Warrior Hall if they still have courage and self-respect. Tell them that if Warrior Hall doesn’t seek justice for Uncle Fabreidis and doesn’t denounce the Qian Family, all ordinary warriors will detest this organization."

"I’m not strong enough, and I need to get stronger. However, even though I don’t have enough strength, I still have straight and hard bones."

Ling Donglai’s face was pressing on the ground, and his nose bleed wasn’t stopping anytime soon. He stared at Qian Jin in anger and thought, "I’m a peak soul-power warrior after all. However, I was taken by surprise, giving him the chance to step on my head.

"I got it... you... you..."

Hearing Ling Donglai’s words, Qian Jin slowly lifted his foot that was stepping on Ling Donglai’s face.

Suddenly, Ling Donglai pushed the ground with his hands and moved away. His powerful warrior soul dashed out of his body and quickly re-entered his body to give him even more strength. With a vicious expression, he stared at Qian Jin and said, "You dare to treat the envoy of Warrior Hall this way. I will show you the fury of the envoy of Warrior Hall!" action

Ling Donglai unleashed all of his strength in a flash, and he became confident again as he thought, "Even if the people around him are saying that he is insanely power, he is only a young ordinary warrior. Without bloodline power, how strong can he be?"

"Fury?" Marc Gavin suddenly appeared before Ling Donglai, and the power of a saint warrior flooded out.

"Saint warrior?" Ling Donglai suddenly shivered and thought, "Marc Gavin actually became a saint warrior as well?"

The inherent fear toward saint warriors froze Ling Donglai’s body, and his reaction speed decreased again.

Marc Gavin reached out his giant hand and grabbed Ling Donglai as if he were seizing a chicken. Ling Donglai had enough strength to at least counterattack when facing a saint warrior, but he lost the ability to resist at this moment.

"Kneel!" Marc Gavin dropped Ling Donglai onto the ground, and Qian Jin kicked the back of his knees, making this envoy of Warrior Hall kneel directly before Fabreidis’ grave.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Marc Gavin grabbed Ling Donglai’s head and pressed it down repeatedly, making the latter’s forehead hit the ground.

"Go back to Warrior Hall!" After doing that, Marc Gavin grabbed Ling Donglai and threw him away.

"Since we are both ordinary warriors, and Warrior Hall nurtured Fabreidis and me, I won’t kill you today. Next time? Do you really think that Qian Zhanxuan is the only person who dares to ignore the law and kill people?"

Ling Donglai wasn’t even able to land on the ground properly; his butt directly smashed onto the ground. Then, he slid for several meters, and he stared at Qian Jin and Marc Gavin in a daze, just like everyone else.

"Reckless. They sure are a group of reckless ordinary warriors. They dared to treat the envoy of Warrior Hall this way."

"Alright. You guys did well..." Ling Donglai quickly crawled back up and ran away, ignoring the mocking stares of the people around him. He shouted, "I remember you now! You dare to shame the envoy of Warrior Hall. You will regret this."

Duren Burg looked at Cech Flet who was by his side. This bloodline warrior now had three pairs of wings. Although it seemed like there was a long-distance between him and Ultimate Awakening, it felt like this man could break through and become a saint warrior at any time.

Cech Flet slowly disappeared from the crowd without anyone noticing.

It was hard to kill some people in public, but it would be troublesome if they were let loose.

Assassination would be the best option. Even though people might guess who did it, without evidence, people can only investigate and speculate.

Different from a public duel, a weaker warrior could have a higher chance of killing a more powerful warrior.

Although Cech Flet hadn’t fully absorbed the essence of the Heart of Lucifer, his strength increased again. This man’s warrior soul reached the peak level on the day when they stole the Heart of Lucifer. Duren Burg wouldn’t be surprised if Cech Flet were a half-saint now.

With such strength, Cech probably only needed to use one strike to send this anxious and distracted envoy from Warrior Hall to the stars through assassination.

Many people were still surprised by Qian Jin’s move. After all, the envoy of Warrior Hall, who was a peak soul-power warrior, got knocked to the ground even though he wasn’t paying attention.

However, most people were gazing at Marc Gavin. Except for Fabreidis, another ordinary warrior had become a saint warrior.

"A nice punch. Direct, sharp, and dominating." Linguan Skylan clapped and walked out of the crowd as he said, "Too bad that it is only a sneak-attack. It isn’t as pleasing in this sense."

"That is right, sneak-attack? Hmph..." Linguan Linfeng, the Roaring Lion King, also slowly walked out of the crowd following Linguan Skylan. This man was just as muscular, but his grin was colder, and he looked even more confident.

"I’m not in a good mood today." Qian Jin looked at the two griffin bloodline warriors and said, "Don’t trouble me."

Roaring Lion King Linguan Linfeng’s smile stiffed as he thought, "This kid is even more arrogant than what the rumors had said."

"I’m not here to trouble you," Linguan Skylan replied with his hands behind his back, and his walks contained an overbearing presence similar to Qian Zhanxuan’s.

"You left the academy before finishing the Hundred Battle Ranking List. If you didn’t leave, you would have continued battling upward, right?"

Hundred Battle Ranking List! This name was strange to warriors in other cities, but the residents of Yulee were familiar with it. Some people even said that after ignoring the principal of the academy and Fabreidis who was the first ordinary warrior to become a saint, the No.1 on the Hundred Battle Ranking List must be the most powerful warrior in Yulee City.

Today, the top-ranking warrior on the Hundred Battle Ranking List came to find Qian Jin, and it seemed like they were going to battle. Therefore, everyone focused on the situation in high-spirit.

"You want to battle me?" Qian Jin glanced at Linguan Skylan and didn’t know why this Thunder Lion King came to him instead of waiting for him to go over.

"Is it because I said that I want to fight with the Qian Family and Qian Zhanxuan?" Qian Jin thought to himself and was confused, "Does Linguan Skylan admire Qian Zhanxuan this much? Anyone who wants to challenge Qian Zhanxuan must go through him first?"

"Fight with you? Are you even qualified to fight my big brother?" Roaring Lion King Linguan Linfeng walked over and glanced down at Qian Jin in disdain; he was a little bit taller.

"These days, you have been promoting the honor of ordinary warriors too much, fooling and enchanting many ordinary warriors. Many ordinary warriors have lost their way. Today, I will tell you that bloodline warriors are like mountains which ordinary warriors can’t overcome! Ordinary warriors should only be focused on serving bloodline warriors."

"Really?" Duren Burg walked over with his arms in front of his chest. He glanced at the Roaring Lion King and said, "To be honest, I want to give you a good beating..."

"What?" Linguan Linfeng’s golden brows twisted, and his robust body shook. Anger was quickly emitted from his bones.

"Unfortunately..." Duren Burg shrugged and said, "I’m a bloodline warrior. Even if I beat you so hard that you call me your grandpa, it is between bloodline warriors. Therefore... Comrade, you are in luck."

Duren Burg backed away, but his hydra bloodline battle form was unleashed. The giant black hydra warrior soul looked up and roared, and the powerful suppression made many people have a hard time to breathe.