In Yan Country, the status of Awakeners has always been higher than that of Martial Artists.
But now this person also practices Martial Arts. Where can they even complain?
Xu Jie and his group were left speechless.
Indeed, that person is also a Martial Artist. Moreover, who knows how much higher their Realm is, they might even be a legendary Celestial Realm Martial Artist.
With this person present, Anshan City is very likely to hold out this time. Without a doubt, this is definitely good news.
But the gap between the two sides is quite terrifying.
"We don’t need to feel too discouraged either."
Gao Shan spoke: "We have average aptitude, so naturally we can’t compare to that person, but that doesn’t mean Brother Chen can’t."
"That’s right. Brother Chen isn’t even twenty yet and he’s already a True Essence Realm Martial Artist. Give him a few more years and he will definitely break through to the Celestial Human Realm."
"Yes, Brother Chen will surely make it!"
"Huh, where is Brother Chen?" Tu Yue looked around but couldn’t find Chen Fan. She looked farther, still not seeing his figure.
"Strange, didn’t he come with us? Is he still in secluded cultivation?"
Comparing to Sun Wei and the others, the Awakeners had an extremely proud expression.
What does it matter what Martial Artists can do?
It doesn’t change the fact that their president is an Awakener.
Moreover, it further proves how impressive their president is!
"Perhaps this time, choosing to stay was the right decision," one Awakener whispered.
"That’s right, we should have thought of it earlier. If the president dares to stay instead of leaving, it means he’s certain of victory!"
"Indeed, he is an A-level Awakener. Finding a safe place would be too easy for him."
"Perhaps it won’t be long before those who left will regret it."
"Absolutely, they might find that their days outside Anshan City are not as good as ours inside the city."
Many Awakeners spoke with a tone of resentment.
Chen Fan had made it clear that they were free to come and go.
In the eyes of those who stayed, those who left were traitors. They didn’t want the latter to live well, just as those who left secretly hoped for the fall of Anshan City. Only then would their choice be justified, otherwise their leaving would be in vain.
This is human nature.
Wang Lingling stood on the city wall, questioning herself deeply.
Could it be that Anshan City really can be defended?
Just relying on a single person named Li?
"This isn’t looking good."
Among everyone present, only one person saw that the situation wasn’t so optimistic.
Elder Wang watched the flying Sword Qi and frowned slightly.
Indeed, many Fierce Beasts had been killed. Of the original twenty or so, less than half remained. But the number of Sword Qi had also decreased from over two thousand to a few hundred.
The Sword Qi’s speed was so fast that even True Essence Realm Martial Artists might not see it clearly.
But there was one ironclad fact: the defense line was continuously being pushed back.
"Should I give him a hand?"
Elder Wang hesitated.
Chen Fan’s strength had already surpassed his expectations, and he had given his all.
If Elder Wang helped by sending some True Essence secretly, it shouldn’t break their agreement, right?
However...
He sighed softly in his heart.
Helping once was possible, but not for a lifetime.
This Beast Tide was likely just the first attack. If Anshan City held, the next attacks would only grow fiercer until the city fell.
By then, even if he personally intervened, he might not stop it.
"Wait, what is that?"
Suddenly, Elder Wang’s eyes widened.
Behind Chen Fan, hundreds more strands of Sword Qi had appeared.
"How did this little guy do it? Could it be that the previous two thousand or so strands weren’t his limit? He wasn’t using all his strength?" Elder Wang’s mouth dropped open.
Luckily Chen Fan didn’t know what he was thinking, or he might have laughed out loud.
The new Sword Qi had been formed after recovering some True Essence.
With the reinforcement, the Fierce Beasts were pushed back again. The blood stench was almost nauseating.
"Good thing the scale of this Beast Tide isn’t large. Otherwise, relying on Sword Qi alone might not be enough to stop them."
Chen Fan controlled the Sword Qi while pondering.
If the scale were tens or even hundreds of thousands, he would have to use the Vajra Lion’s Roar.
In terms of lethality, the Vajra Lion’s Roar was less effective than Sword Qi for killing Commander-level Fierce Beasts, but it had a large range. Within a ten to twenty-mile radius, it could kill all lower than Commander-level Fierce Beasts instantly.
The remaining Commander-level Fierce Beasts could be dealt with later.
Time ticked by, and with the third batch of Sword Qi joining the battle, the city defense was nearing its end.
The once vast Beast Tide had dwindled to less than thirty thousand. Though still charging, their momentum and threat had dropped significantly, making the scene appear somewhat desolate.
In the distance, three Commander-level Fierce Beasts showed human-like unwillingness in their eyes.
They had thought this small city would be no different from other human cities, easily destroyed or at least severely damaged.
Who would have known they’d lose so many minions without even touching the walls?
"Roar!"
The lion-shaped Fierce Beast in the middle roared.
The two Commander-level Fierce Beasts on either side glanced at the city, then slowly turned away.
They weren’t foolish.
The human’s strength was beyond their expectations. Even if they personally attacked, they might not gain anything.
These were just low-level creatures. They could regroup and come back to take the city.
The three Commander-level Fierce Beasts turned and walked away slowly.
Yes, walked, not fleeing in panic.
"Oh no, those three Commander-level Fierce Beasts are trying to escape!"
A guard who had been watching the distant Commander-level Fierce Beasts shouted.
Previous Beast Tides had seen Commander-level Fierce Beasts join the attack.
"What? They’re trying to run?" Someone looked and then exclaimed excitedly, "Really, they’re really running!"
"Excellent, excellent! They must be scared of the Beast Tide’s defeat, so they’re running."
"Hahaha, we thought they were so tough."
"Exactly, exactly."
Many people cheered, nearly jumping for joy.
The retreat of Commander-level Fierce Beasts meant the city’s defense battle was over.
The Human Race had won!
They could return and celebrate the victory with their families.
"What’s so good about it? Haven’t you heard of ’letting the tiger return to the mountain’? If we let them go, who knows what more beasts they’ll bring back."
"Yes, Commander-level Fierce Beasts aren’t like Mid to High-level ones. They have intelligence and a strong vengeful nature. They’ve suffered a loss here and won’t let us off easily."
These words froze the smiles on many faces.
That makes sense, doesn’t it?
We can’t let them go back!
"Hurry!" Realizing, someone urged, "Reload quickly and shoot them while they’re still in range!"
"No more shells."
"We’re out of shells too."
"We’re also out of shells. And those are Commander-level Fierce Beasts. It’s hard to hit them even with cannon shots, much less kill them."
Someone said with a grim face.
Even Elite-level Fierce Beasts could withstand cannon fire. The defense of Commander-level Fierce Beasts was even more terrifying, needing armor-piercing or missile bombs.
This was why the three Commander-level Fierce Beasts dared to enter cannon range fearlessly.
"Then, what do we do?"