Chapter 668: Tank! The Thunder Beast Emperor of the Wilderness Zone!

"Emperor of Flame?"

Xize's expression froze in disbelief.

"He's already got his own nickname?"

On the frontlines, strong experts were numerous.

Seventh-rank Masters, rare elsewhere, were here in droves!

To earn a personal nickname, one's strength must be extraordinary—and recognized by other strong ones.

Otherwise, if you name yourself and no one knows it, you'll be laughed out of the battlefield.

Take their squad leader, whose nickname was "Blood Blade."

He only earned it after roaming the Mobei frontline for four or five years.

It was precisely because of this nickname that he founded the Blood Blade elite Master squad.

Zhou Xuan joined the Degaka Warband at the same time as him.

Even though Zhou Xuan was a Seventh-rank Master, he earned his own nickname in just over two months.

Isn't that too fast?

"His strength is indeed formidable—he was certified as an Eighth-rank Master a month ago."

"It's only natural he earned a nickname."

The big man chuckled.

A nickname clearly reveals how others perceive you.

For example, a strong one with the nickname "Madman" fights with insane ferocity.

His battlefield style is utterly reckless.

As for Zhou Xuan, on one hand, his fire elemental ability is truly powerful.

On the other, wielding a spear, his combat style is brutally dominant—sweeping through thousands like a storm.

Ordinary Eighth-rank Masters couldn't match him, hence the nickname "Emperor of Flame."

"Eighth-rank Master?! When?!"

Xize's eyes widened, immediately glancing at Zhou Xuan's left chest.

Sure enough, on the badge were eight gleaming golden stars.

"Zhou Xuan has become this strong?" Xize sucked in a sharp breath.

Though he joined the Blood Blade squad, he didn't always accompany them to the frontline.

In these two and a half months, he'd only come twice.

The first time was when he first joined the squad; the second, now.

He knew little about the new rising strong ones in the Degaka Warband.

He'd never heard Zhou Xuan became an Eighth-rank Master or earned the nickname "Emperor of Flame."

"During the battle half a month ago, we were assigned to the same battlefield as Zhou Xuan."

The moment he moved, the scorching golden flames could be felt across five to six kilometers.

I observed closely—his strength surpasses mine."

"In the Degaka Warband, perhaps only those few Ninth-rank Masters are stronger than him."

The Blood Blade squad leader sighed, "Even on the battlefield, the beasts have a dedicated Eighth-rank beast watching him."

Whenever he uses a large-scale fire technique, that beast immediately moves to extinguish it.

Otherwise, the beast horde would suffer massive casualties."

Being specially targeted by an Eighth-rank beast on the battlefield is certainly pressure.

But it's also an honor.

After all, if you're not strong enough, even in the brutal frontline, an Eighth-rank beast won't even glance your way.

"This..." Xize was completely stunned.

Xize was utterly stunned.

Zhou Xuan's power completely surpassed his imagination.

He even doubted whether this "Emperor of Flame" and the Zhou Xuan he knew were the same person.

Yet judging by the current situation, they were undoubtedly one and the same.

"Come to think of it, he follows the martial path."

Yet his fire elemental techniques are stronger than those of some Eighth-rank Master elementalists!"

The Blood Blade squad leader shook his head and smiled at Xize:

"You joined the warband in the same cohort—want to go say hello?"

"No thanks."

Xize quickly backed down, grimacing:

"I looked down on his lone-wolf ways back then; now rushing over would be too embarrassing."

As the direct descendant of the Degaka Warband's deputy commander, he naturally wanted to court such a powerful member.

But as he said, right now he simply had no face to do so.

"I see," Blood Blade said, slightly disappointed.

He'd hoped to make friends with this "Emperor of Flame," but it seemed there'd be no chance.

"Look! It's the Emperor of Flame!"

"The strong one who's been targeted by an Eighth-rank beast but never left the frontline!"

"So strong—even his casual glances feel oppressive!"

"......"

Along the way, whispers and discussions kept rising by Xu Jingming's ears.

Many of the ability-users around him looked at him with admiring gazes.

Long since used to it, Xu Jingming naturally kept his expression as usual.

"Deep Blue."

He murmured it in his heart, and a pale-blue virtual panel appeared in his mind.

【Name】: Xu Jingming

【Level】: Sixth Order, Upper Rank

【Ability】: Doushen Shenlei (SS)

【Physique】: Qi and Blood (+)

【Spirit】: He (+)

【Skills】: Spear Art (Master), Fist Art (Grandmaster+), Wan Leitian Yin (SSS-rank, Beginner+), Lei Shen Jiangshi (SSS-rank, Beginner+), Thunder Dragon Art (SS+ rank, Beginner+)......

【Body Tempering】: Doushen Shenlei Indestructible Body (SS-rank, Eighth Layer+)

【Spirit Refining】: Lei Hai Visualization Method (SSS-rank, Fourth Layer+)

【Ability Points】: 893,000

A month and a half had already passed since he successfully advanced to Sixth Order, Upper Rank.

During this period, Xu Jingming was either in the wilderness zones or on the front-line battlefield.

In that time, just on the front-line battlefield, he had gone through three campaigns, accumulating 490,000 ability points.

By rights, the ability points accumulated from those three campaigns should have been over 600,000.

But unfortunately, even though on the battlefield he had already tried very hard to restrain himself from killing high-rank fierce beasts.

He was still targeted by an Eighth Order fierce beast on the beasts' side that controlled fire elements.

Large-area battle techniques could hardly inflict much damage.

His efficiency at hunting fierce beasts was limited, so he ended up over a hundred thousand ability points short.

As for the remaining several hundred thousand ability points, they all came from the wilderness zones.

"Advancing to Sixth Order, Upper Rank cost 650,000 ability points, and I've already accumulated 890,000 ability points.

It should be soon before I enter Seventh Order Master."

Xu Jingming secretly anticipated in his heart.

Compared to Sixth Order ability-users, a Seventh Order Master's strength would receive a qualitative leap!

The subsequent Eighth Order, Ninth Order would be even more so.

He was very much looking forward to seeing what level his strength would reach once he entered Seventh Order.

"Yan Di, how were the results this time?"

A hearty laugh rang out, and a burly, powerfully built man, well over two meters tall, appeared before Xu Jingming.

"Not bad. What about you, Tank?" Xu Jingming replied with a smile.

This burly man was named Wei Cheng, from Great Xia, and likewise a lone wolf.

His strength had reached the Baxing Master Zongshi level, possessing the Enhancement-type A-rank ability "Steel Giant Rock."

Once the ability was deployed, his defense was formidable while his offensive power was also extremely strong.

After the campaign began, he charged straight through the beast tide, yet barely took any damage.

One could say he was thick-skinned and fleshy, so he also had the nickname "Tank."

Xu Jingming and Wei Cheng had met during a campaign a month ago, and could be considered fairly good friends within the Dejiaka battle group.

"Pretty decent too."

Wei Cheng let out a chuckle, then held up his communication watch and leaned over, mysteriously saying:

"Here, let me show you something good."

"What good thing?"

"A video of Beast Emperor-level fierce beasts fighting!"

"Beast Emperor-level fierce beasts fight in the wilderness zones every so often, what's so good about that?"

"This time it's different, the video has the lightning-type dragon-class fierce beast you specifically asked about."

Wei Cheng said, his eyebrows dancing with excitement.