Chapter 23

Plus, with the double combat power boost, handling Third-Grades was steady.

And Ning An quickly came up with an idea.

"I can disguise myself as a Third-Grade first!"

Ning An started to act "unconventionally"; on how an old fox should behave.

If he instantly killed a Third-Grade, the Barbarian tribe wouldn't be able to pass on the message.

As for where the most Third-Grade Barbarians were!

It was definitely the Youzhao Mountains, but due to some tacit understanding,

Ning An couldn't go up the mountain!

But he quickly decided to go around to the other side of the Youzhao Mountains.

That is, the side leaning toward the Barbarian tribes.

This location, normally, was a place many humans dared not step foot in.

Because once surrounded, there was nowhere to run.

Even a Fourth-Grade martial artist wouldn't dare to be in this position.

However, the current Ning An still had self-confidence.

He wanted to seize the advantage of being "dark under the lamp."

Humans didn't dare to go, and many Barbarian tribes hadn't been on guard in this position for a long time.

Even because on the battlefield, the Barbarian tribes mostly held the advantage.

It wasn't that the Shenxia Federation’s strength was inferior to the Barbarian tribes.

But the Shenxia Federation had more than just this one tunnel.

The Ten Thousand Races battlefield caused by some tunnels was even more terrifying than the Nanjiang battlefield.

It required drawing more forces, leading to the Nanjiang battlefield mostly being on the defensive.

Hiding on the other side, plus Ning An disguising the aura on his body.

This was a technique he specifically went to school to learn after reaching the Third-Grade.

It was a technique to disguise one’s own aura!

It finally came in handy.

"Human!"

A Third-Grade Barbarian tribesman was stunned to see Ning An.

Clearly, he hadn't expected to see a human in this location at first.

While he was stunned, Ning An approached.

But the Third-Grade Barbarian’s face showed a disdainful smile.

Because this human Third-Grade was being too overconfident.

And looking at his aura, he was only at the early Third-Grade.

However, when Ning An got close, this Third-Grade Barbarian realized he was terribly wrong.

In an instant, the suppression from the Fourth-Grade blood energy and martial artist’s momentum

caused this Third-Grade to not even be able to send out a message.

After killing this Third-Grade Barbarian,

Ning An immediately cleared the traces and watched secretly for a while.

"It’s feasible; the death of this Third-Grade didn't attract other Barbarians!"

After confirming his idea was feasible!

Then the hunting began.

Possessing a cultivation advantage, plus attacking when the enemy was unprepared,

in this situation, Ning An succeeded frequently.

After hunting for about a week, Ning An retreated.

Mainly because during this time, he had killed at least thirty Third-Grade Barbarians.

It would definitely be noticed!

He felt this area was quite good.

In the future, if he wanted to earn spirit stones, he could continue to wait for rabbits here.

After returning to Nanjiang City, Ning An exchanged all the materials he obtained for spirit stones.

The hearts of Third-Grade Barbarians, weapons, and some collections, etc.

He only kept a few, and exchanged the rest!

Undoubtedly, relying solely on cultivation to improve one’s base wasn't easy.

More hope was pinned on the golden finger.

If he could get some good abilities, maybe his cultivation would break through.

Hunting for a few days, he exchanged a total of two million spirit stones.

Compared to the Third-Grade peak from last time, this Third-Grade was a bit poor.

But there was no help for it; that Third-Grade peak last time had powerful strength, so naturally, he had more collections.

"A big harvest!"

This was Ning An’s greatest feeling!

But actually, for a middle-grade martial artist, spirit stones weren't that critical.

Mainly because many cultivation resources for middle-grade martial artists were becoming precious. ===== CHAPTER 58 =====

Some resources couldn't even be measured by spirit stones.

But fortunately, Ning An could still use spirit stones to draw new abilities.

Although the double combat power could last for another week,

Ning An planned to withdraw from the Ten Thousand Races battlefield because he wanted to preserve that best hunting ground.

Naturally, he couldn't continue to attack!

"Clang!"

However, just at this moment, the bell of the Nanjiang battlefield rang.

Instantly, it attracted the attention of all martial artists in Nanjiang City.

"The Barbarian army is attacking!"

"All martial artists in the city are directly conscripted!"

"Follow the Federation army to defend the city wall."

A deep, powerful voice spread throughout the entire city.

Whoever could emit this voice was at least a high-grade martial artist.

However, this didn't have much to do with Ning An.

Because he was now considered a conscripted martial artist.

Counting it up, this was the first time Ning An had encountered a Barbarian army attacking the city.

Two years ago, he happened to run into a Barbarian army attack while he was squatting.

At that time, he had no chance to enter Nanjiang City.

He could only hold on in the wild for half a month.

It was one of the few relatively dangerous times for him.

But times were different now; he was already a Fourth-Grade existence.

In the entire Nanjiang City, he was considered part of the main force!

Without hesitation, Ning An hurried to use his blood energy to leap over the ten-meter-high city wall in a few steps.

He directly occupied a spot, his Fourth-Grade aura surging.

Many martial artists would appropriately make room for Ning An.

Now was exactly the point in time when combat power was doubled!

One couldn't treat Ning An as an ordinary Fourth-Grade. ===== CHAPTER 59 =====

After the breakthrough, he had also improved quite a bit; this slaughter also helped him control his strength.

Under the double combat power boost, even a late-stage Fourth-Grade wasn't someone he couldn't contend with.

Besides that, Ning An had previously killed many recovery elixirs in the mall.

These elixirs were also quite precious.

Even though he had been reluctant to use them, he could use them this time.

This was why Ning An had the confidence to occupy a spot.

Thanks to Ning An’s reputation at Nanjiang Martial Arts University,

there were still many martial artists from the university present, so he was naturally recognized.

Including the fact that as the war in Nanjiang City started, some school instructors would also rush over.

So the surrounding martial artists were very polite to Ning An.

"I don't know the reason for the Barbarian tribe starting a great war this time."

"The last great war was said to be caused by a Seventh-Grade spirit plant."

"But no matter what, we cannot let the Barbarian tribe in."

Many martial artists were still discussing it.

Among them, there were some who were well-informed.

Ning An listened with great interest!

After all, he had few friends before, and much information didn't circulate as well as it did for these martial artists.

Plus, as an instructor at Nanjiang Martial Arts University,

he didn't have to be on the Ten Thousand Races battlefield as often as Federation soldiers.

Seventh-Grade spirit plant!

Being able to produce some high-level spirit fruits, it had many uses for low-level and middle-level martial artists.

Even in the entire Shenxia Federation, the number of high-level spirit plants did not exceed one hundred.

One must know that spiritual energy recovery had already been going on for three hundred years.

To think there were only so few high-level plants.

One could imagine how precious these plants were!

Triggering a war between the two races was not hard to understand.

At the very least, high-level plants could increase the foundation of a force.

In the entire Shenxia Federation, no more than ten individual families possessed high-level plants.

And each family had someone above the Ninth-Grade sitting in charge.

Just as Ning An’s thoughts were flying!

Dust rolled in from afar; the Barbarian army was truly attacking.

"Woo woo woo!"

The Barbarian tribe’s horn sounded throughout Nanjiang City.

All kinds of Barbarians swept in like a tide.

Facing this kind of impact from thousands of troops for the first time, even Ning An had many emotions.

If even a Fourth-Grade martial artist couldn't be calm, then there was no need to mention ordinary martial artists.

The vast majority of those defending Nanjiang City were low-grade martial artists.

At this moment, their faces were already pale; many, like Ning An, were experiencing this for the first time.

"Boom boom boom!"

Fortunately, at this moment, the sound of war drums in Nanjiang City rang out.

This sound seemed to be transmitting a kind of power.

At the very least, Ning An could feel his blood energy faintly boiling.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

Countless shouts of venting rang out.

Ning An was no exception, using this way to relax his emotions.

Soon, streams of light rushed out of Nanjiang City and stood in the void.

Only Seventh-Grade martial artists had this ability!

The battle of high-grade martial artists shook the entire firmament.

Meanwhile!

On the ground, the Barbarian army finally collided with Nanjiang City.

Looking down from a high position, this was one of the few advantages of Nanjiang City.

Ning An occupied a corner of the city, constantly waving the long blade in his hand.

Streams of blood-colored blade light swept toward the incoming Barbarians.

Although his combat power was doubled, in such a battlefield,

he was still very insignificant!

Even if it weren't for Ning An’s strength being solid enough, the possibility of flipping over wouldn't be small. ===== CHAPTER 60 =====