"Sisters, this battle can only be won, not lost!"
Everyone in the Hidden Dragon Legion stood solemnly, their faces showing both nervousness and excitement. Tang Wan'er stood before everyone and called out loudly.
"Long Chen, you should do it!"
Tang Wan'er wanted to say something to boost morale, but she realized she really wasn't suited to be a leader. With war about to break out, all she could say was such a bland remark. Thinking she was dying of foolishness, she finally had to turn to Long Chen for help.
Long Chen smiled slightly, looked at everyone, and said loudly, "Sisters, countless nights have dreamed of being heroes admired by all, letting our brilliance outshine the sun and moon."
During the days of being bullied and humiliated by others, we have fantasized countless times that one day we will stand out and repay those humiliated tenfold or even a hundredfold back to those people.
Growing up amid ridicule and insults, moving forward amid anger and unwillingness, we carry too many burdens and endure pain beyond imagination for countless people..."
Long Chen's voice gradually turned deep, every word, every sound pierced their souls. When Long Chen said these words, He couldn't help but recall the days when he had suffered countless humiliations on the Tianwu Continent.
At that moment, he felt the same state of mind as the female warriors now. His voice resonated with the crowd, recalling the bullying and humiliation they had endured. The female disciples' eyes grew moist, but they held back their tears—that was their final stubbornness.
Long Chen continued, "Hard cultivation is all about living with dignity, fighting desperately for every chance to become stronger, all to protect the love in our hearts."
In the Seven Treasures Space, you endured endless death and pain, yet never retreated, because you knew that the only difference between you and the so-called strong ones was just one chance.
Today's battle is not a ranking battle, but your first battle for rebirth through bloodshed, and also the first battle for the Hidden Dragon Legion to make a name for itself.
We are not afraid of death, and even heavenly tribulations cannot make us afraid. Is there anything in this world that can stop our progress? Long
Chen's voice grew louder and louder, every word thundering in their minds, stirring their blood and fighting spirit to the heavens.
Tang Wan'er stood beside Long Chen, knowing she was trying to boost morale, but her blood boiled with excitement at Long Chen's words, as if her whole body was filled with strength and fearlessness.
"What a total bluff!"
Tang Wan'er couldn't help but curse inwardly, but at the same time, she admired Long Chen immensely. Perhaps Long Chen was a born commander; every word he spoke resonated with others, and just a few words greatly boosted morale.
Out of 7,200 warriors present, only 3,600 could participate in this ranked tournament. These 3,600 were the first batch of Hidden Dragon warriors.
"Sisters, wait for our news."
On the teleportation array, Tang Wan'er waved to the second group of Hidden Dragon warriors. The teleportation array trembled, and the space before Long Chen and the others twisted. When they reappeared, they were already on a massive plaza.
This plaza was essentially an island that had been forcibly leveled. When Long Chen first arrived, he found the plaza divided into sixteen sections, each with a specific name.
The name beneath Long Chen's feet was the name 'Hidden Dragon'—sixteen regions, representing sixteen divine islands.
Besides these sixteen sections, there was also a blank section. Qian Renxue and her team were standing in the middle, her gaze sharp as a blade, staring intently at Tang Wan'er.
Tang Wan'er refused to be outdone, meeting his gaze coldly. Now that Long Chen was around, she feared no challenge.
"After a month apart, has your Hidden Dragon Legion turned into the Blind Dragon Legion?" Qian Renxue looked at Tang Wan'er, her face full of mockery.
At this moment, the Hidden Dragon warriors wore black belts and covered their eyes. Their attire was very eye-catching and quite unusual. Everyone looked at them with disdain.
"Ugly people cause trouble!"
Not far away, a short, slightly chubby woman also sneered.
She was also a goddess. Although she was short and stout, her aura was truly astonishing. Tang Wan'er had mentioned her name to Long Chen, but he forgot her name, but she seemed to rank second among the eight goddesses in strength.
This person was powerful and extremely vicious, almost on par with Qian Renxue, and was someone Tang Wan'er despised.
Because this woman was ugly and had a poor figure, she was extremely jealous. Tang Wan'er was stunningly beautiful and talented, and she was extremely jealous, often deliberately causing trouble for Tang Wan'er and even saying things to disgust her.
At this moment, she mocked everyone. Tang Wan'er was about to retort, but Long Chen interrupted, "Di Gang, are you talking about yourself?" "
Pfft... Long
Chen's mention of the 'earth jar' made Tang Wan'er laugh instantly. At this moment, she was deeply impressed by Long Chen's retort-to-person skills. The word 'earth jar' was incredibly powerful—not only did the Hidden Dragon Legion members laugh.
The others also burst out laughing unexpectedly. As soon as they laughed, they immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly stopped them. The key was that some people could hold it in, while others simply couldn't.
Just as the laughter stopped, there was a snort. At that moment, countless people were rubbing their faces across the square, essentially just to wipe away their smiles.
Tang Wan'er smiled radiantly and gave Long Chen a thumbs up. Long Chen's words instantly lifted her spirits, and the anger she had suppressed for so long finally found an outlet.
"Who do you think is the Earth Tank?" The goddess's face instantly darkened, murderous intent surging in her eyes, as if she wished she could bite Long Chen to death with her own eyes.
"I didn't say anything about you, I mean... "Mm..." Long Chen pretended to panic, trying to shift his gaze. His eyes scanned the crowd, but it seemed he couldn't find anyone to switch to. He shook his head and said, "
Forget it, it's too difficult. None of the people here are as robust as you. Let's talk about you instead!"
Long Chen was too cruel. What he meant was, among all the women present, she was the ugliest. No one had the means to frame someone else, so he simply gave up.
"You ...," the woman snapped.
"Stop with me, look at you—the tank is thick, not as tall, except for your butt, it's all waist.
Her shoulders are quite sturdy. When she puts her head up, she says, 'Oh my, where's your neck?' Omitted? Long Chen looked at the woman in shock as he spoke.
Tang Wan'er was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. Long Chen was so mean, and after he said that, everyone finally noticed that the woman didn't have a neck at all.
"I'll kill you."
The woman roared, her fierce killing intent instantly locking onto Long Chen.
"How dare you! Who allowed you to act recklessly here?"
At that moment, a furious shout rang out, and the void trembled. A group of figures appeared above, and as soon as this voice appeared, a vast imperial might surged forth, crashing in like a tsunami.