Chapter 596: Legion Martial Exhibition

"Alright, Master, please follow me."

Lei En made an inviting gesture, then thought that a duel between the two world‑top sword masters would be unmissable for anyone who practices swordsmanship, and that watching it would surely be helpful.

He uses a war hammer and has no particular love for swordsmanship.

But many under his command wield swords; most Extreme Warriors and Gunwing Knights use sword techniques, so he must fight for them a bit.

The two Extreme Warriors standing at the restaurant entrance conveyed their yearning through primal symbiosis.

"Master, I have a request," Lei En said, pointing at the tall Extreme Warrior as he walked. "My warriors also practice swordsmanship; several are quite skilled. Might we be allowed to watch you spar with the Viscount?"

Two squads of Extreme Warriors patrol Ge Lamogen Castle at all times.

Ouroin Master had already seen them yesterday and had asked a few casual questions; upon hearing Lei En's request, he smiled and nodded, "Let them come together."

Wei Lien also said it didn't matter.

"Thank you both," Lei En said with gratitude. "Then we must change locations; the castle's training ground isn't large enough."

Not large enough?

Ouroin looked puzzled; the party had already reached the training ground's entrance and glanced inside. The arena spanned over a thousand square meters—how could it be insufficient?

Lei En smiled without replying.

He continued leading the way into the castle's teleportation array, activating the rune that leads to Jin Gang Fort.

The next second, everyone appeared in the main hall of Jin Gang Fort.

"Boss!"

Four Extreme Warriors guarding the teleportation array outside shouted greetings.

Lei En nodded and ordered, "Notify the brothers and the Gunwing Knights; everyone in Jin Gang Fort should gather on the field."

"Yes!"

An Extreme Warrior sprinted away.

The heavily armored Extreme Warrior was not clumsy at all; his feet struck the ground with a bang‑bang sound, like a minor quake, and he was out the door in an instant.

Ouroin, Wei Lien, and An Weila were all astonished, observing the main hall.

It was clearly a structure carved out of a mountain, built of stone, spacious and bright, with a distinctly dwarf‑style architecture; the traces suggested it had been completed only a few years ago.

"Teacher, where is this?" An Weila asked softly.

She had spent the past few years in Weizelan's tower, and this was her first visit to Ge Lamogen Castle; only now did she learn the castle contained a teleportation array leading elsewhere.

"Jin Gang Fort."

Lei En smiled, "The place where my legion trains; please follow me."

He did not mention Jin Gang Fort's location.

However, with Ouroin Master's and Wei Lien's insight, once they reached the outer field they could likely deduce from the climate that they were on the Seien Plateau, and a careful search might locate Jin Gang Fort.

Ouroin Master would certainly not leak the information, and Wei Lien's character was trustworthy.

Even if exposed, it would be fine.

Extreme Warriors will soon equip the entire unit with Bolt Guns, and rune formations have been set up in Jin Gang Fort's valley for home‑field battles; ordinary transcendent legions suffer heavy losses, and even a Legendary High‑rank transcendent entering would face near‑certain death.

It is also a good chance to showcase strength.

Gunwing Knights are clearly stronger than ordinary transcendants; they rely on the Soul Eye to resolve demon‑spirit conflicts, and Ouroin Master can certainly see that, giving him greater confidence in the future of the Aikesi Combat School.

As for Wei Lien, revealing a few secrets could draw them closer.

The Luogesi Clan's wealth and its ties to Empire aristocracy will be a great aid when he later runs for Consul.

The three followed Lei En out of the passage.

At once, a massive narrow valley unfolded before them; looking around, they realized they were inside a sturdy fortress, with only a sliver of sky visible above the deep gorge, and numerous caves carved into the opposite cliff walls where dragons slept.

At the valley floor stood stone structures.

The sturdy fortress, several dormitories housing thousands, a spacious field, and a massive stable from which bronze‑colored pegasi periodically took flight…

The entire valley was a fully equipped yet hidden military camp!

"Great place!"

Ouroin exclaimed.

An Weila looked around curiously; her perception was keen, and squads of transcendants were rapidly gathering on the field—Extreme Warriors over two meters tall and lightly armored Gunwing Knights—each well‑trained, exuding a strong aura.

Especially the Extreme Warriors; none were weaker than she, and a dozen or so were stronger than her!

"Sss… "

Wei Lien gasped in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.

As head of the Luogesi Clan, he had also cultivated a transcendent legion in the castle, and he understood even more clearly than Ouroin and An Weila how astonishing everything was.

What surprised him was not the members' strength, but their numbers!

Wei Lien had personally seen thirteen Extreme Warriors fend off tens of thousands of Undead Army, knowing their power; he had assumed that after years of development, the number of Extreme Warriors would not exceed thirty, and that what he saw in Ge Lamogen Castle was most of them.

Now he realized how wildly wrong he had been.

Just the Extreme Warriors already gathered on the field numbered over a hundred!

And several times that many Gunwing Knights continued to converge.

Wei Lien stared straight ahead and asked, "Lei En, exactly how many Extreme Warriors do you have now? Are they all here?"

His voice trembled slightly.

But Lei En's reply shocked him even more; Lei En shook his head and laughed, "Half of the Extreme Warriors are permanently stationed at Jin Gang Fort."

"Half!"

Wei Lien was speechless in horror.

He roughly counted over a hundred Extreme Warriors on the field; doubling that would exceed two hundred! Thirteen Extreme Warriors could hold back tens of thousands of Undead Army, even though most of those undead were low‑stage and a few Mid‑stage or High‑stage; sheer numbers won despite lower quality, yet it still demonstrated the Extreme Warriors' formidable combat power.

If there had been over two hundred Extreme Warriors back then, even an Undead Army ten times larger would have been swept aside.

The Loges family possesses the most expensive elite Gryphon Knights; on the surface there are just over three hundred, plus two hundred hidden in the shadows, a total of five hundred Gryphon Knights.

This is already the limit the Loges family can cultivate.

It's not a lack of money, but a shortage of manpower.

Capturing Gryphons is not difficult, but without enough experienced Gryphon tamers it is harder than cultivating Transcendants. Gryphon Knights must also be carefully selected; after years of training and survival of the fittest, fewer than one‑tenth qualify.

These are not problems that money can solve.

Successfully cultivating a knight is already cumbersome; one must also guarantee their loyalty, steady power growth, equip them with standard magical gear and weapons, magical pills, daily training, and benefits. The resources and effort required are a bottomless pit, making it exceedingly difficult.

However, Lei En seems to have none of these problems.

From the time he was ennobled as the Earl of Glamorgan to now, in just a few short years, he has cultivated a Transcendent army several times larger than the Gryphon Knights.

The two armies appear as if they materialized out of thin air.

Just the hundreds of Flame Dragons and over a thousand Bronze Pegasus are beyond Wei Lien's comprehension.

Not to mention, Extreme Warriors and Spearwing Knights far surpass the family's Gryphon Knights in both overall combat power and individual strength; they belong to a different tier of army. If the two sides clash, the Gryphon Knights are doomed to be slaughtered.

This left Wei Lien's mind in chaos, his morale completely shattered.

He even forgot the taboo and asked aloud, "Lei En, how did you manage that?"

"That's my secret," Lei En shook his head; of course he wouldn't reveal it, and reminded, "Please, Viscount, do not publicize this externally."

Wei Lien snapped back to his senses, realized he had misspoken, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to pry into your private matters. Rest assured, I will not disclose any of the happenings here to anyone."

Lei En nodded.

The Soul Eye also confirmed that Wei Lien was sincere and truthful.

Within less than a minute, everyone in Jin Gang Fort assembled, forming two formations on the training ground: a full battalion of six hundred Spearwing Knights, and two companies of one hundred twenty Extreme Warriors each, namely Xi Ka Liu Si's First Company and Ao Tuo's Fourth New Recruit Company.

At the side of the field stood two squads of towering Minotaurs.

They are Sunwalkers of the Sun Chaser Tribe, who have been in Jin Gang Fort lately, guiding the Spearwing Knights' captains in cultivating Holy Light Power.

Lei En led three people onto the field.

He nodded in greeting to the Sunwalkers' leader, the Minotaur A Tuo Mo.

From close range, Wei Lien could further sense the overwhelming power of the two Transcendent armies, especially the Extreme Warriors; their heavily armored bodies resembled a wall of steel, and even the weakest matched the peak of a Ninth‑level Warrior. The number of Legendary Warriors left his spirit numb with shock.

"So many Legends!"

Wei Lien inhaled deeply, thinking he had misread, only to see over thirty Legends before him!

This is only half; if they all gathered, wouldn't the number of Legendary Warriors double to over sixty?

With just the Extreme Warriors, Lei En could easily push aside the noble families of Mo Du.

The upper Abyss could also be taken on!

The usually aloof Anvira also paled; she now realized how wealthy her master truly was, and that her master's other students were merely the tip of the iceberg. She felt suddenly lost, silently vowing to work harder so that she could ascend to Legend soon and be of help to her master.

Ouroin also expressed great admiration.

But after all, he is a Thirty‑level Holy Soul Wizard, having witnessed countless grand scenes; dozens of Legendary Warriors are just ordinary to him.

He was even more curious about the Minotaurs over there.

"Minotaurs who wield Holy Light Power?" Ouroin asked curiously.

"Master has keen eyes," Lei En replied honestly, "They are from the Sun Chaser Tribe of the Tairen Plateau, worshipping the Second Era's Sun God 'Anse'. Followers of this ancient deity, like Sun Knights, can wield Holy Light Power."

"No wonder, so they are Sunwalkers…"

Ouroin's face lit up with realization, "I had heard of this Sun God before; he fell ten thousand years ago, never expecting any surviving followers."

The Minotaur A Tuo Mo and Lai Ha, two Legendary Sunwalkers, heard the discussion, approached, and paid their respects.

Lei En gave a brief introduction between the two sides.

The two Minotaurs had only intended to meet the elderly human who knew the name of Anse, but upon hearing Lei En say he was a Holy Soul Wizard, they were startled, quickly bowed respectfully, and dared not speak another word.

The Extreme Warriors and Spearwing Knights on the field also widened their eyes.

Holy Soul Wizard!

The founder of the Battle Wizards, the legendary Ouroin Master!

Even the Makurag barbarians on the distant Sain Plateau, the far‑off Kangjiatuo people, and the Kermel of the Misha Peninsula have all heard of the Holy Soul Wizard's fame.

Instantly, everyone's gaze fell on Ouroin, eyes filled with amazement.

If Lei En were not present, along with the usual strict training discipline, they would have been unable to resist gathering to watch the Ouroin Master.

"Brothers!"

Lei En shouted, "In the coming days, the Ouroin Master and Viscount Wei Lien will spar here. I know you are all swordsmanship experts, having practiced swords all your lives; this is an opportunity I have secured for everyone, so watch carefully and do not miss it."

Halfway through his speech, a commotion erupted in the ranks.

Anyone with a modicum of insight, or a Transcendent who practices swordsmanship, knows that the Ouroin Master is the world's most skillful Sword Saint.

The name Viscount Wei Lien has been heard by those who lived in the Earl of Glamorgan for several years.

Their sword duel is a once‑in‑a‑millennium opportunity!

The most excited were a dozen Extreme Warriors; the Makurag people wield greatswords their whole lives, their swordsmanship plain and unadorned, rarely meeting worthy opponents. They serve as instructors for the Spearwing Knights, teaching swordsmanship, and usually train the Spearwing Knights like grandchildren, only sparring with their own brothers, having grown bored long ago.

Now they finally can witness truly superior swordsmanship.

Led by Xi Ka Liu Si, several company and squad commanders of Legendary rank were eager to try; they are all potential future Sword Saints, already wondering if they might step onto the field themselves.

"Quiet!"

Lei En sternly rebuked, "Disperse to the sides and clear the middle of the field."

"Yes, boss!"

The Extreme Warriors and Spearwing Knights let out a cheer and, well‑trained, scattered. Units spread around the field, where several rows of stone benches built like stepped terraces—normally for rest—now served as viewing stands.

Some of the Sunwalkers who wield swords also hurried to find seats.

Only Lei En and three others remained on the field.

Lei En actually has little interest in swordsmanship; he is determined to use a war hammer, but that doesn't keep him from watching sword duels. In close combat, regardless of weapon, there are common aspects, and this Ouroin Master, perhaps the strongest melee fighter in the world, his combat and swordsmanship should also give him some insight.

He led Anweila back to the edge of the arena.

At once, the vast playground was left with only Ouroin and Weili En.

Under the gaze of hundreds, a cruciform longsword appeared in Ouroin's hand, looking ordinary—not the legendary weapon he used when fighting the Lich—but merely similar in shape, loosely held, without any sword stance.

Weili En's expression was extremely solemn as he drew a uniquely dazzling two‑handed sword, like two single‑handed longswords fused together.

This is the ancestral weapon of the Logos family, named the "Storm Tearer," a famous epic‑level weapon; it can be wielded as a two‑handed sword or split at any time into two single‑handed swords for dual‑wielding, flexible and powerful, with extreme strength.

Holding the Storm Tearer, Weili En solemnly said, "Master, please grant me instruction."

(End of chapter)