Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1027 - 284: One Man Can Match a Million Troops!

"These guys are all cultivators, especially Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu, their power is truly exaggerated. It’s as if their strength is boundless, each carrying two or three hundred pounds of roof beams, swinging them around. Ordinary soldiers, even those clad in iron armor, would be sent flying upon encountering these two, often resulting in broken bones or even risking their lives."

Riding atop a tall steed, a military officer wielding a long-handled broadsword narrowed his brows as he observed the scene before him, "No wonder these two guys were able to break through the encirclement of tens of thousands of troops. Possessing such astonishing combat ability, they indeed are two valuable assets. If they had enlisted, they’d certainly be akin to invincible warriors against ten thousand enemies."

"Unfortunately... such uniquely talented individuals have chosen to oppose the National Master, to oppose the Imperial Court, one can only say they’ve chosen the wrong path." After a pause, the military officer continued, "But these two are not the main focus, the crucial one is Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple."

Mentioning the name ’Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple’ filled his expression with apprehension, and his eyes brimmed with disbelief, "Just now, under that barrage of tens of thousands of arrows, it seemed like he merely threw a punch and blocked all the arrows."

"I’m not sure if it’s just my illusion, but if it’s not... Damn! Having such a monster in the team means tremendous pressure."

But facing such a monster was inevitable, as it was a command from His Majesty, demanding that this group be captured alive.

If it’s truly impossible to capture them, then they must be killed to prevent them from disturbing the National Master.

Such a supreme order has already been issued by the current Emperor of the Shangwu Dynasty; could these officers and soldiers even dare to defy the Imperial edict?

No matter the cost, they must capture this group of people; if they cannot be captured alive, then they must be executed on the spot to fulfill the Emperor’s order.

"General, if the National Master simply stayed within the Imperial Palace, he would avoid being found by these people. Why doesn’t he hide, and instead, His Majesty sends us out to intercept them? Besides, isn’t the National Master omnipotent in magic? Even if these people find him, he could easily deal with them, right?"

At that moment, an untimely voice chimed in from the side.

The military officer, with furrowed brows, turned his head and glared at the speaker upon hearing these words, "Are you questioning the Emperor’s orders? Are you doubting the National Master?"

"I... I didn’t! I... I just don’t quite understand."

"If you don’t understand, then keep it to yourself. Don’t speak carelessly," the military officer coldly stated, "We do whatever the National Master asks us to do, and whatever His Majesty asks us to do. Moreover, military orders are absolute, permitting no question!"

"If our Shangwu Dynasty did not have the National Master, do you think our dynasty would be as powerful as it is today? The National Master holds an exceptional position within the dynasty. Remember, never question the National Master."

"..."

As time ticked by, the group surrounded by the tens of thousands of troops, led by Fan Wu, evidently began showing signs of fatigue.

However, this did not include Fan Wu himself.

Among those present, only Fan Wu remained leisurely composed, his face betraying no sign of agitation even while surrounded by so many.

Fan Wu hadn’t even drawn his Demon-slaying Sword or used the City God’s Command. He fought using two long spears snatched from enemies, wreaking havoc within the ranks of the army.

Fan Wu’s efficiency was over ten times greater than that of Yan Dalong and Yan Dahu combined. As he swept a spear to the right, it generated a powerful wind pressure that knocked dozens of soldiers into the air.

Subsequently... Fan Wu, with his left hand gripping a long spear, thrust forward, producing a shockwave.

A visible shockwave pushed forward, immediately knocking dozens more soldiers airborne.

The sight was terrifying, as with a single strike, Fan Wu incapacitated dozens of combatants.

Some had their arms or legs broken; others had internal organs displaced, leading to their bodies being so battered they couldn’t stand up.

Fan Wu alone seemed to be enjoying the pandemonium, his twin spears flashing continuously, creating gusts of wind and shockwaves that radiated in all directions.

Looking around, countless soldiers of the Shangwu Dynasty uncontrollably flew further back.

They flailed their arms and legs, screaming continuously, as they fell to the ground, even injuring many of their own comrades.

The spectacle left onlookers utterly dumbfounded and speechless.

"Monster! This guy is a beast; he isn’t human. How can a human be so powerful? With one hit, at least dozens or hundreds of us can’t even get up! If he strikes ten times, won’t we have thousands unable to stand? If he strikes a hundred times, won’t ten thousand of us be incapacitated?"