Level Up in Martial World

The ground quaked beneath the weight of the terrifying shockwave unleashed by the demonic arrow, like a meteorite crashing into the earth.

Many soldiers were sent tumbling and rolling on the ground by the sheer shockwave. However, for the massive army, this was far from enough to defeat them.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Lu Zhen looked at his handiwork.

If it had been the normal demonic bow, it could never have created such a scene.

However, after the addition of the thousand-jin steel, its power had increased several times over, though it had become at least ten times heavier than before but this was nothing for Lu Zhen.

Although activating the demonic Qi within the arrow had become a little more challenging, it was all worth it in the end.

Not only did this scene inspire countless ideas in his mind, but it also led to various thoughts on how to use it in battle.

"I might be able to create a combat art and efficiently use it," Lu Zhen muttered in his heart. However, that was for the future. He looked at the millions of soldiers still remaining, all advancing step by step, radiating a terrifying aura.

Not only was the size of the army terrifying, but the aura they emitted was even more heart-stirring, with countless second-stage martial artists. Compared to them, Lu Zhen's army didn't even have a fraction of second-stage martial artists.

Although there had already been significant damage, it wasn't only at the bottom of the ranks. In fact, the upper echelon hadn't suffered many casualties, only some exhaustion of energy which could be easily remedied.

Zhang Shi felt the ground shake, causing him to gulp nervously.

"My lord," he began tentatively, but seeing Lu Zhen's relaxed expression, he calmed down slightly.

Lu Zhen glanced behind him, observing his soldiers, all of whom wore nervous expressions on their faces.

"It's time to boost their morale," Lu Zhen thought with a frown on his face. He stood up from his throne, and all his women moved to the side with an obedient expression. However, as they looked at the army, their expressions turned fierce.

They were willing to lay down their lives for Lu Zhen!

After spending time with each and every single one of them, Lu Zhen had tamed them individually. He wasn't interested in seeing the internal struggles of his own harem. A woman's heart is like a deep ocean; you never know what is hidden beneath its surface.

Lu Zhen sighed slowly before taking a deep breath. All his Qi travelled down his vocal cord, and he shouted in a terrifying sound that sent shockwaves across the place.

The shockwave was so shocking that it caused the initial soldiers who entered through the cracks of the broken wall to be pushed back.

"Soldiers, are you afraid?"

"No, Lord!"

All the soldiers felt a rush of adrenaline through their veins. After all, they were all veterans in war. Shouting in fury, they stomped their feet on the ground.

Zhang Shi felt the earth tremble with even more intensity.

Lu Zhen nodded his head as his killing aura erupted in full power, all directed towards the enemy army. This caused them to slow down as well.

"So what are you afraid of? For the soil that you were born in and the family that stands behind you, are you willing to give your all to protect your beloved?" Lu Zhen shouted again with a sharp expression, his voice once more sending a shockwave.

"Yes, Lord!"

"Louder!"

"YES, LORD!"

Everyone in Lu Zhen's army roared in unison, their auras erupting as well, overtaking even the aura from the death army.

"These old bones will at least take out two third-stage martial artists for Lord Lu Zhen," declared one of the soldiers, his voice filled with determination.

"He has been kind to the common people. Not only did he maintain law and order in the city, but he also provided a way for the poor and weak to survive," another soldier chimed in.

"My children and wife have been able to eat because of him. It's all because Lord Lu Zhen took charge of the situation. I will fight to the death for him," vowed a third soldier.

Ever since Lu Zhen took charge, the common people had suffered less. Even refugees from various destroyed villages were taken in. While his reputation among those in power wasn't favourable, they could only helplessly follow without an idea in even a hint of rebellious idea.

But for the common people, Lu Zhen had become their saviour. Although many martial artists had privileged backgrounds, there were also those who rose from rags through hard work and talent. These individuals had joined Lu Zhen's army and even became part of his personal guard.

Those who had risen to power from humble backgrounds possessed considerable strength. Lu Zhen now had people who were willing to die for him.

Although the death army exuded a strong aura, it lacked the intense killing intent and fighting spirit shimmering in the eyes of Lu Zhen's soldiers. One should never underestimate the power of human emotion!

Qian Li observed this with a frown. He couldn't allow the enemy army to be emboldened.

"Even though they will still be defeated, the losses might be steep," he muttered to himself. Moralising his own army wasn't necessary; they were already mindless monsters, similar to jianshi but not yet dead.

"Faster, charge!" Qian Li commanded, and the army's pace suddenly doubled, while he and the other second-stage martial artists slowly backed away.

Just as he was about to retreat, suddenly his eyes widened.

He saw a tall, young man with a bulky frame wearing golden armour appear charged towards the army, his face cold and expressionless.

His crimson eyes seemed to pierce the very soul, striking fear into them like a devil. His half black and half golden hair fluttered in the wind, giving him a strangely heroic yet demonic appearance at the same time.

"Fight," Lu Zhen shouted loudly, crashing into the ground and taking out at least five soldiers with just his sheer landing at the centre of the army. The soldiers' blood boiled even more as they blindly rushed and charged at the enemy, biting, hacking, and doing everything in their power to take out the enemy soldiers without caring for their own safety.

Lu Zhen's army was more similar to beasts compared to the so-called "death" army.

Their morale had reached an all-time high as they used everything at their disposal to attack.

The army's attention was suddenly focused on Lu Zhen as countless javelins were thrown at him from all directions.

However, Lu Zhen remained calm as he lightly swung his hand, instantly creating a terrifying whirlwind with a wooden spike at its centre. The whirlwind grew larger and larger, gathering the Qi of the surrounding area.

The surrounding javelins were all swept by it and instantly cleared the direction of the enemy's shoulder.

"Is that the kid from the information?" Qing Li thought, shocked to the core as his brows twitched.

"Wasn't he just a third-stage martial artist and only twenty years old at most?" The more he thought about it, the more his brows creased before a determined expression appeared on his face.

"Focus more on that kid. Everyone, focus on him," Qian Li shouted loudly as he moved the other second-stage martial artist also moved in a tactic agreement.