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Mu Lan’s face was ashen.

Zhang Hei roared before the Red Blossom Camp’s gates, his voice like thunder,
causing immense negative impact on the army.
However, Mu Lan suppressed her anger: “General Zhang,
pray be still. I am yet unaware of what has transpired,
await until I have inquired!”
Zhang Hei forced back his rage, waving his hand repeatedly: “Ask, ask quickly!”
Mu Lan questioned the soldiers involved in the brawl, and the soldiers replied truthfully,
also feeling wronged.
“The Third Generals’ Camp people provoked us first!”
“They insulted Old General Mu, saying our Red Blossom Camp specializes in
shifting blame onto comrades, acting like beasts!”
“Nor did we make the first move, it was the Third Generals’ Camp people who spat first,
spitting on our faces.”
Mu Lan nodded, responding directly to Zhang Hei: “General Zhang, the matter’s
beginnings are now clear. It was your side that first provoked.
Why not summon the persons involved, and confront them face-to-face?”
Zhang Hei was furious, holding the Black Serpent Spear, and once again pointed the
spear tip at Mu Lan: “My soldiers are already lying in bed,
life in peril, receiving treatment.”
“Do you truly wish for him to confront? Or have you seized upon this point,
using words to force me?!”
“I came to seek justice, it seems I must seek it with fists and feet.”
Mu Lan’s face was ashen, and in her extreme anger, she laughed instead:
“Black brute, having suddenly risen in rank, have you forgotten yourself?
Since you have repeatedly spoken insolently, purely seeking a beating,
allow me to fulfill your wish!”
Zhang Hei laughed heartily, rousing his spiritual power, and was the first to
soar into the high heavens.
Mu Lan also immediately flew into the sky, drawing a long spear from her
storage bracelet.
Blood Tassel Spear!
Its total length approximately seven chi, the grip excellent, the design
perfectly balanced, suitable for both swift thrusts and unleashing
exceptionally fierce sweeps.
The spear haft was made of waxy white wood, its texture tough as iron,
the surface smooth, the color slightly yellow, emanating an ancient aura.
The spear tip was sharp, slightly curved, flashing with a cold glint.
Most striking of all was the red tassel at the spear’s top. The red threads at
the tassel’s end were as vivid as fresh blood, swaying with the wind,
like a flowing river of blood, the crimson tassel threads forming a stark
contrast with the pure white spear haft.
Zhang Hei, on the other hand, held the Black Serpent Spear and charged straight up.
Clang clang clang!
Spear and blade clashed, splashing out brilliant sparks.
The intense sounds of impact, sharp and piercing, echoed throughout the camp.
The commotion caused by Zhang Hei was considerable; the Red Blossom Camp
was startled, and almost all the officers and soldiers looked up at the sky,
watching the battle.
“This Zhang Hei is too arrogant!”
“Their Third Generals’ Camp being able to capture Ma Feitui alive, wasn’t it
relying on our Red Blossom Camp’s initial weakening of him!”
“What do they have to be so proud of!”
“General Mu, teach this black brute a good lesson!”
The officers and soldiers of the Red Blossom Camp were full of confidence
in General Mu Lan.
Zhang Hei and Mu Lan both employed close combat, clashing all the way,
ascending and descending in the high heavens.
Zhang Hei’s Black Serpent Spear was heavy and domineering, his movements
crude and direct, every swing bringing forth whistling gale-force winds,
his momentum formidable.
Mu Lan’s Blood Tassel Spear, however, was as swift as crimson lightning, primarily
using thrusts. She cultivated the Profound Gold Armor Sundering Art,
a cultivation method renowned for its ability to sunder armor.
Mu Lan’s spear technique was fierce and swift, the spear tip thrusting out
again and again, leaving dazzling trails of bloody red light in everyone’s sight.
Her movements were simple and unadorned, far from Zhang Hei’s wild and
exaggerated style, but her movements were extremely precise, forcing Zhang Hei
to dodge and evade.
Mu Lan turned, her cloak sweeping with the motion, raising a swirl of light and shadow.
“Whoosh!”
The light and shadow covered Zhang Hei’s eyes, blinding him.
Mu Lan seized the opportunity to thrust her Blood Tassel Spear, the spear tip
penetrating the frigid air, stabbing towards Zhang Hei’s right arm.
At a moment of peril, Zhang Hei listened to the wind to discern positions,
retreating explosively while using his Black Serpent Spear to block horizontally.
A dull thud was heard, and the Black Serpent Spear was knocked off course.
Zhang Hei’s figure swayed, revealing more openings.
Mu Lan seized the chance, swiftly attacking again, the spear tip thrusting out
like lightning, this time directly towards Zhang Hei’s neck. Zhang Hei retreated
again and again, the muscles in his right arm bulging, forcefully drawing back
his Black Serpent Spear, barely managing to parry Mu Lan’s spear tip with the
spear head.
He took a breath, then grabbed the serpent spear with his left hand,
exerting force with both arms together.
“Ho!”
He forcefully pushed Mu Lan’s Blood Tassel Spear away.
Mu Lan’s figure was like the wind, her posture nimble, circling to the left,
and again with lightning speed, her Blood Tassel Spear in hand slanted towards
Zhang Hei’s abdomen.
Zhang Hei grunted, this time finally unable to defend, a bloody hole was drilled
into his abdomen.
He grit his teeth and endured, the spearhead smashing down from above
with immense ferocity towards Mu Lan’s head, adopting a wild stance of
exchanging life for life.
Mu Lan was not wearing a helmet, unwilling to fight to the death, and had to retreat.
Zhang Hei barely stabilized his footing, fearless, his fighting spirit growing
even stronger due to the anger in his heart.
“Again!” He brandished his serpent spear, taking the initiative to charge.
A sharp glint flashed in Mu Lan’s eyes, a hint of appreciation rising in her heart:
“He is indeed a fierce general.”
The Blood Tassel Spear in her hand continuously thrust, occasionally sweeping
horizontally, forming a rain of spears covering Zhang Hei.
Zhang Hei was like a trapped beast, constantly roaring, fighting fiercely,
but the wounds on his body grew more numerous, gradually bleeding profusely.
Mu Lan had a very obvious advantage in her duel against Zhang Hei!
However, as the battle continued, Zhang Hei’s power grew rapidly.
His eyes were filled with fury, wielding the Black Serpent Spear, forming swathes
of black shadows, astonishingly swift.
The black shadows were like waves, surging and mighty.
Torrential Black Waves Art!
Zhang Hei’s cultivation method gradually displayed its miraculous effects;
simple attacks often formed large swathes of black waves, causing harm
to enemies within a certain range.
And his own body remained, his great tendons bulging, like dragon pythons
entwined around his body, granting him increasingly formidable strength.
Innate Talent – Raging Python Tendons!
This innate talent allows cultivators, when enraged, for their tendons and muscles
to continuously expand and condense, forming long, python-like tendons,
granting the cultivator terrifying power.
The more enraged the cultivator, the stronger their bodily foundation,
and the more astonishing the power brought by Raging Python Tendons.
Another collision between the Blood Tassel Spear and the Black Serpent Spear.
But this time, it was the Blood Tassel Spear that was knocked away, and the
Black Serpent Spear continued its advance!
A sharp glint flickered in Mu Lan’s eyes, knowing the situation was unfavorable,
and began to attack with full force.
Zhang Hei’s arms bulged like mountains, the python-like great tendons
entwining his entire body, the power brought forth like a mountain flood
breaking free.
Torrential Black Waves Art!
Raging Python Tendons!
Black Serpent Spear!
With this triple superposition, every one of his strikes could unleash
surging black waves. Within the black waves, the serpent spear was like a
flood dragon stirring the sea, fiercely malevolent.
And Zhang Hei’s strength, growing with every battle, made the Black Serpent
Spear even heavier and more dominant.
Sweeping horizontally like rolling giant waves, its might was enough to
destroy any enemy in its path!
Mu Lan was as nimble as the wind, gradually feeling like a red bird overlooking
a black sea, with a sense of helplessness.
“Cannot continue like this! This black brute…”
Mu Lan would never surrender, especially before her own army.
She snorted coldly, withdrew, and flew swiftly, quickly pulling away.
Zhang Hei was startled, remembering Mu Lan’s archery, and immediately pursued.
But his speed was no match for Mu Lan, who easily distanced herself.
Mu Lan took out the Soldier Treasure Crimson Phoenix Bow, nocking a Blazing Heart Arrow.
Then activated the divine ability Crimson Heart Magpie Arrow!
Zhang Hei’s scalp tingled, feeling that he was firmly locked onto, no matter
whether he ascended to the heavens or descended into the earth, he could not shake it off.
“The feeling of that Dragon King Temple priest at that time was actually like this.”
“So terrifying!”
“I am going to die!” Zhang Hei desperately widened his eyes; even if he were to die,
he would face it head-on!
The next moment.