479 Divine Level Arms, Slash! (3)
Although the Eight-Winged Tiger Race and the Three-Eyed Hound Race had submitted to the human race, it was like the relationship between a sovereign and vassal. Without being summoned, the vassal could not easily leave its territory.
The matters outside the Eight-Winged Tiger Race’s world had not yet been transmitted back to the human race, as the human troops who had gone were returning with Lin Feng.
When Lin Qinglong, who was behind Lin Feng, heard this, he hurriedly walked out and smiled, “The three of them are here to be your mounts. Hurry and get everyone out to choose.”
...Huang Hu and the other two were slightly furious when they heard this, but they did not dare to say anything because this was the truth.
When Xiao Li heard this, he was stunned. “Be our mounts?”
Was it true that a divine level expert had come to serve as their mounts?
Lin Feng smiled and nodded. “That’s indeed the case. General Xiao, please let the other generals of my Dragon Country come out and choose their mounts. The other experts of the Eight-Winged Tiger Race and the Three-eyed Hound Race will rush over in a few days. Our Dragon Country’s generals can choose.”
Huang Hu and the other two were somewhat angry but dared not refute because it was the truth.
Although the two races had submitted to the human race, they only regularly offered some tributes. Zhou Tiansheng’s strategy was to take it slow and gradually make the two clans fully submissive so they could assist the human race during wartime.
But what had Lin Feng done? He actually made the two races become mounts for the human race?
The key question was, how many people dared to ride a mount that was a divine-level powerhouse?
It was probably only General Qin and the others, right?
Bai Qi stepped forward and saw Xiao Li lost in thought, so he said, “Old Xiao, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and inform the others.”
Xiao Li was startled and then noticed Bai Qi. He found that Bai Qi’s aura had improved significantly, which surprised him.
“General Bai, your Slaughter Dao?”
Bai Qi revealed a smile. At this moment, his smile was no longer so terrifying and was clearly much more normal.
“It’s still there, but its influence has lessened. Go and inform the others.”
Xiao Li nodded and hurriedly turned around to do as told.
The other human powerhouses nearby looked on curiously.
Bai Qi also took a deep look at Lin Feng because Lin Feng had just mentioned that only the powerhouses from the Dragon Country were invited to choose mounts, while no one from other countries was invited. It was evident that Lin Feng didn’t plan to share the benefits with others.
However, such a thing would probably be unlikely to happen. If someone tried to use it as an excuse to divide the human race, Lin Feng might get into trouble.
Nevertheless, Bai Qi knew that Lin Feng was different now, and he probably had his own considerations, so he didn’t bother to say more.
Soon, Qin Wujang flew out with the powerhouses of the Dragon Country, including Xu Yenan, Li Hanyu, Chen Yunhao, Zhou Polong, and others.
Even some powerhouses that Lin Feng didn’t recognize were present, and they were all from the Dragon Country.
Observing those he didn’t recognize, Lin Feng realized they were all King-level or even Epic-level powerhouses. They were not many in number, only six, and all of them were relatively old.
Lin Feng estimated that these people were probably powerhouses from Zhou Tiansheng’s era, and it seemed that his Nine-Revolution Spirit Milk had allowed them to recover.
Lin Feng also suspected that the Dragon Country probably had other powerhouses, and it was very likely that the United States and Island Country also had them, and they might have already entered the First Tier World.
However, he didn’t mind. Whatever was meant to happen, would happen sooner or later.
Upon seeing Bai Qi’s significant improvement, Qin Wujang couldn’t help but smile happily, “Old Bai, you’ve finally recovered!”
Bai Qi nodded, “Thanks to Minister Lin, I was able to recover, and my strength has not only returned but also improved. I’m now a dual-Dao divine-level.”
Upon hearing this, everyone present was astonished—a dual-Dao divine-level expert?
And, according to Bai Qi’s words, it seemed that all of this was thanks to Lin Feng?
Those powerhouses, especially the older ones, then looked at Lin Feng. One of them asked, “Is this Minister Lin?”
Lin Feng nodded, “Indeed, I am. May I know your name, Senior?”
The man nodded and smiled, “Our names are probably long forgotten by others.
“I’m Du Jinlong. I used to suffer from severe internal injuries. Thanks to Minister Lin’s Nine-Revolution Spirit Milk, we were able to recover.”
Lin Feng thought to himself that it was indeed the case. Then, he smiled and said, “I don’t dare take credit. Back then, you seniors fought for the human race and ended up with hidden injuries. I merely contributed some Spirit Milk to help you all recover. That’s all.”
Another man laughed, “Don’t be too modest, young man. Some Spirit Milk is precious stuff.”
“You helped us recover, so we old folks owe you a life.
“In the future, if you need any help, just let us know. We may be old, but we still have some power left. We can still fight!”
Lin Qinglong smiled. He also came from that era, but his strength was not comparable to those powerhouses. However, he knew them, so he introduced them to Lin Feng, “This is Mr. Lu, Lu Yaobin. Among the most talented individuals of the human race back then, he was one of the best jumpers.”
Lin Feng nodded, understanding what Lin Qinglong meant by the term ‘best jumpers.’
It refers to the most talented individuals in the human race back then who were targeted the most.
“Greetings, Senior Lu,” Lin Feng said respectfully.
Lu Yaobin waved his hand. “Don’t bother with the formalities like Old Zhou. We’re all boorish people. Don’t be too polite. There’s no need.”
479 Divine Level Arms, Slash! (3)
Although the Eight-Winged Tiger Race and the Three-Eyed Hound Race had submitted to the human race, it was like the relationship between a sovereign and vassal. Without being summoned, the vassal could not easily leave its territory.
The matters outside the Eight-Winged Tiger Race’s world had not yet been transmitted back to the human race, as the human troops who had gone were returning with Lin Feng.
When Lin Qinglong, who was behind Lin Feng, heard this, he hurriedly walked out and smiled, “The three of them are here to be your mounts. Hurry and get everyone out to choose.”
...Huang Hu and the other two were slightly furious when they heard this, but they did not dare to say anything because this was the truth.
When Xiao Li heard this, he was stunned. “Be our mounts?”
Was it true that a divine level expert had come to serve as their mounts?
Lin Feng smiled and nodded. “That’s indeed the case. General Xiao, please let the other generals of my Dragon Country come out and choose their mounts. The other experts of the Eight-Winged Tiger Race and the Three-eyed Hound Race will rush over in a few days. Our Dragon Country’s generals can choose.”
Huang Hu and the other two were somewhat angry but dared not refute because it was the truth.
Although the two races had submitted to the human race, they only regularly offered some tributes. Zhou Tiansheng’s strategy was to take it slow and gradually make the two clans fully submissive so they could assist the human race during wartime.
But what had Lin Feng done? He actually made the two races become mounts for the human race?
The key question was, how many people dared to ride a mount that was a divine-level powerhouse?
It was probably only General Qin and the others, right?
Bai Qi stepped forward and saw Xiao Li lost in thought, so he said, “Old Xiao, why are you in a daze? Hurry up and inform the others.”
Xiao Li was startled and then noticed Bai Qi. He found that Bai Qi’s aura had improved significantly, which surprised him.
“General Bai, your Slaughter Dao?”
Bai Qi revealed a smile. At this moment, his smile was no longer so terrifying and was clearly much more normal.
“It’s still there, but its influence has lessened. Go and inform the others.”
Xiao Li nodded and hurriedly turned around to do as told.
The other human powerhouses nearby looked on curiously.
Bai Qi also took a deep look at Lin Feng because Lin Feng had just mentioned that only the powerhouses from the Dragon Country were invited to choose mounts, while no one from other countries was invited. It was evident that Lin Feng didn’t plan to share the benefits with others.
However, such a thing would probably be unlikely to happen. If someone tried to use it as an excuse to divide the human race, Lin Feng might get into trouble.
Nevertheless, Bai Qi knew that Lin Feng was different now, and he probably had his own considerations, so he didn’t bother to say more.
Soon, Qin Wujang flew out with the powerhouses of the Dragon Country, including Xu Yenan, Li Hanyu, Chen Yunhao, Zhou Polong, and others.
Even some powerhouses that Lin Feng didn’t recognize were present, and they were all from the Dragon Country.
Observing those he didn’t recognize, Lin Feng realized they were all King-level or even Epic-level powerhouses. They were not many in number, only six, and all of them were relatively old.
Lin Feng estimated that these people were probably powerhouses from Zhou Tiansheng’s era, and it seemed that his Nine-Revolution Spirit Milk had allowed them to recover.
Lin Feng also suspected that the Dragon Country probably had other powerhouses, and it was very likely that the United States and Island Country also had them, and they might have already entered the First Tier World.
However, he didn’t mind. Whatever was meant to happen, would happen sooner or later.
Upon seeing Bai Qi’s significant improvement, Qin Wujang couldn’t help but smile happily, “Old Bai, you’ve finally recovered!”
Bai Qi nodded, “Thanks to Minister Lin, I was able to recover, and my strength has not only returned but also improved. I’m now a dual-Dao divine-level.”
Upon hearing this, everyone present was astonished—a dual-Dao divine-level expert?
And, according to Bai Qi’s words, it seemed that all of this was thanks to Lin Feng?
Those powerhouses, especially the older ones, then looked at Lin Feng. One of them asked, “Is this Minister Lin?”
Lin Feng nodded, “Indeed, I am. May I know your name, Senior?”
The man nodded and smiled, “Our names are probably long forgotten by others.
“I’m Du Jinlong. I used to suffer from severe internal injuries. Thanks to Minister Lin’s Nine-Revolution Spirit Milk, we were able to recover.”
Lin Feng thought to himself that it was indeed the case. Then, he smiled and said, “I don’t dare take credit. Back then, you seniors fought for the human race and ended up with hidden injuries. I merely contributed some Spirit Milk to help you all recover. That’s all.”
Another man laughed, “Don’t be too modest, young man. Some Spirit Milk is precious stuff.”
“You helped us recover, so we old folks owe you a life.
“In the future, if you need any help, just let us know. We may be old, but we still have some power left. We can still fight!”
Lin Qinglong smiled. He also came from that era, but his strength was not comparable to those powerhouses. However, he knew them, so he introduced them to Lin Feng, “This is Mr. Lu, Lu Yaobin. Among the most talented individuals of the human race back then, he was one of the best jumpers.”
Lin Feng nodded, understanding what Lin Qinglong meant by the term ‘best jumpers.’
It refers to the most talented individuals in the human race back then who were targeted the most.
“Greetings, Senior Lu,” Lin Feng said respectfully.
Lu Yaobin waved his hand. “Don’t bother with the formalities like Old Zhou. We’re all boorish people. Don’t be too polite. There’s no need.”
