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Yi Feng spent the next two days inspecting the entirety of Half Moon City. He memorized the terrain by heart. In half a month, he would be managed by the Yu Dao Book and Old Lin. He would be leading the martial artists to the Million Fighting City to obtain their battle achievements.

It was early in the morning, and the weather was cold due to the thin fog. However, it was not bad for warriors. Those generals were only beginner martial artists. However, in front of the martial field, there were one thousand and five hundred martial artists in black robes sitting there. They were all cultivating with their eyes closed, so they had no idea what was happening around them. However, at a certain moment, the one thousand and five hundred martial artists opened their eyes at the same time and looked towards the entrance of the martial field.

The young man in white was Yi Feng, with Yu DaoShu and Elder Lin following behind him. Yi Feng looked indifferent, but it was hard to tell what he was thinking. The three of them soon arrived at the front of the stage.

"Greetings, Commander." The moment Yi Feng appeared on the stage, a deafening voice rang out. It was the shout of the one thousand five hundred Martial Masters in front of them. There was not the slightest hint of unwillingness in their eyes.

The 20,000 regular soldiers behind him all had looks of disbelief on their faces. They had seen this young man in white in the past three days and they had even been to the military camp. However, they had not expected him to be the commander of Half Moon City.

None of the soldiers present were younger than Yi Feng. Such a young commander made these soldiers feel a sense of insecurity. It had to be known that a good general could lower the number of casualties in the army.

Immediately, the soldiers were in an uproar and the generals were enraged. They had given their lives to the Alliance, not to be wasted like this. Wasn't it a joke for such a young man to lead them into the battlefield?

Yi Feng didn't seem to see the commotion of the soldiers. He calmly looked down and said, "The trial has already begun. I wonder if all of you are afraid of death?"

"No." The black robed Martial Master in front said in unison. There were even a hundred or so female Martial Disciples who had firm expressions and voices that resounded throughout the entire army camp.

"We request a change in commander." A high-ranking officer in the army stood up and said with a determined tone.

Before Yi Feng could say anything, one of the black-clothed martial artists flashed forward and struck the high-ranking officer in the chest. With a bang, the high-ranking officer was sent flying and rolled on the ground.

The one who attacked was a young man. His cultivation had reached the Superior Martial Master realm and his face was ice-cold. His voice was filled with coldness as he said, "You cannot be disrespectful to a commander."

With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he stood up with the support of the soldiers. Fear flashed in his eyes, but he did not retreat as he loudly said, "Even if I were to die, I must say that the lives of our twenty thousand brothers cannot be given to you."

The moment the leader's words left his mouth, the entire army went into an uproar. The twenty thousand soldiers actually cried out at the same time, "Change of commander, change of commander!"

Yu Dao gave a wry smile. Yi Feng wasn't a good person. If he angered these soldiers, they would be in for a ride of misfortune.

Expectation flashed in Old Man Lin's eyes. He was very curious about Yi Feng's strength. Even though he was already a Martial Grand Master, he could not see Yi Feng's true cultivation level.

Yi Feng's expression did not change. Instead, he smiled. With a flash, he appeared in front of the high-ranking officer. With a smile, he asked, "What's your name?"

"Li Yan." The young officer's eyes revealed a look of horror as he retreated uncontrollably. This youth's speed was too fast, how could he have not noticed. At this moment, he was regretting doubting this youth's strength.

"This is a healing pill. Take it first." Yi Feng stretched out his left hand and a healing pill appeared in his palm.

Looking at the pill in Yi Feng's hand, a look of doubt flashed across the young officer's face but he did not accept it immediately. Another five generals walked out from the back. They seemed to be very familiar with Li Yan and were afraid that he would suffer a loss. They came out to help.

The young officer did not receive the pill. Yi Feng smiled slightly and looked at the young man dressed in black who had made a move and asked, "What is your name?"

"Beheading rocks." It was rare to see a trace of a smile on the young man's face. Ever since he saw Yi Feng make a move that day, Shi Zhan had worshipped him. To kill an Elementary Martial Master in one move, Yi Feng was the number one person in his heart.

"That's right, do you dare to follow me to go to the Million Dou City to participate in combat?" Yi Feng chuckled as he stared at the stone slaying path.

"We vow to follow the commander to our death." Without the slightest hesitation, Zhan Shi spoke with a firm tone.

"Alright, what weapon do you use?" Yi Feng was still smiling and did not look at the soldiers beside him.

"Hmm? "Long sword." Zhan Shi was perplexed, not knowing why the commander would ask about this.

"Oh, is this sword convenient for you?" A black long sword suddenly appeared in Yi Feng's hand. It had a dark luster and its body was quite narrow.

Zhanshi's eyes brightened, a happy expression appearing on his face. It wasn't just Zhanshi, but all of the martial artists present could see that this longsword was at least a middle level weapon. Their eyes filled with envy.

"Grade 1 middle grade weapon, and there's also a strange beast sealing it!" Zhan Shi took the sword and exclaimed in shock. His face was filled with shock.

All of the martial artists in the square were breathing heavily. Their first move was an intermediate first-grade weapon. There was not many people present who had a high-grade weapon.

Only Bi Wan and the others who knew Yi Feng felt nothing. Yi Feng had brought them too many miracles. An intermediate level weapon was nothing out of the ordinary.

Zhan Shi kept stroking the sword in his hand, a foolish smile on his face. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. If they were to make a move, then the ones who would obtain the sword would be them. Their gazes immediately became strange as they looked at the soldiers and sighed in their hearts: "Why hasn't anyone made a move yet? If I wanted to be the first one to make a move, there might even be a weapon reward."

"If any of you are unwilling, then step forward." Yi Feng turned around, his tone becoming ice-cold. Sometimes, one needed to suppress them with force, and sometimes, one needed to profit by others.

The five generals who had just walked out looked at each other and nodded slightly. One of them clasped his fists towards Yi Feng and said, "I am here to receive your guidance."

Looking at this person, Yi Feng shook his head. This person was only a beginner Martial Master; he could kill him in an instant.

"Hmph, don't know what's good for you." Zhan Shi's gaze turned sharp. He was about to make a move. Not only him, even the other Martial Masters behind him revealed looks of excitement. They were prepared to make a move, but Yi Feng waved his hand.

"The five of you, come at me together." Yi Feng said calmly.