"Long time no see, Todoroki-senpai..."

  Xu Haifeng let out a long whistle, his voice carrying far and wide, even in this battlefield of tens of thousands of people fighting to the death, it was impossible to suppress his voice.

  "Alright, Todoroki, Izuku... let's go together."

  His arrogant words came out of his mouth, and the morale of the Xiongnu people suddenly dropped by several points at this moment.

  Who is this person, daring to challenge two great masters alone?

  Tuhe Tuo, who had been in the realm of the ancestors for decades, was regarded by the Xiongnu people as the guardian god of their nation.

  His prestige is high, his martial arts skills are strong, looking out at the grasslands, he absolutely doesn't think of being second to anyone.

  He roamed the world with Central Plains War God Li Yanbo, and they were both famous in the world.

  His disciples are even more highly praised as the new generation of absolute geniuses.

  At the age of thirty, he took the position of master, which is a rare achievement throughout history.

  They are the gods of the grassland and the true heroes of the most powerful nation.

  Whether on the grasslands or in the Han Dynasty, their status was crucial.

  Never has anyone dared to underestimate or look down on them, and everyone approaches them with reverence.

  However, today, there is one person who has never taken them seriously.

  Xu Haifeng - This generation of proud son who rose like a comet from among the common people.

  He actually dared to challenge two great masters at once with his wild words, instantly stirring up a commotion in the crowd.

  Even Taiyi True Man, the leader of the three great masters of Zhongyuan, did not dare say that he could simultaneously defeat the combined might of these two people.

  Whether it was Tuo Heti or Lizhi, their faces were extremely solemn.

  Faced with Xu Haifeng's challenge, they finally silently chose to accept.

  This master and apprentice have been together since childhood, their relationship is like father and son, they don't need any words to communicate with each other, they can understand each other's thoughts.

  At this time, Xu Haifeng was no longer someone either of them could handle alone.

  Since the birth of the first grandmaster in this world, no one has been able to reach his current height.

  In their eyes, Xu Haifeng's figure seemed to expand infinitely, the kind of powerful spiritual force that filled the space between heaven and earth, lingering for a long time, made those who had grasped the power of spirit even more heart-pounding.

  The unity of heaven and man, perhaps this is the true state of unity between heaven and man.

  Against such an enemy, they had no grip in their hearts, and even if they joined forces, they were still completely at a loss.

  In a low, drawn-out howl, Xu Haifeng's figure transformed into a phantom, squeezing itself between the two of them. With a loud slapping sound, he struck out with one palm on either side, attempting to take down the two great masters single-handedly.

  Tuo He Di and Li Zhi both felt a thread of unexplained meaning in their hearts at the same time.

  Xu Haifeng's current strength does not lie in how high his internal energy is.

  If it were just a matter of individual strength, neither of these two would be inferior to him.

  Xu Haifeng was able to make them feel invincible because his spiritual strength had reached an unimaginable height.

  This unprecedented spiritual power is what makes them admire.

  Because he had an absolute upper hand in spiritual power, Xu Haifeng was able to anticipate his enemy's moves and defeat him with a few strokes.

  But now this move of his was using his own weakness to attack the enemy's strength, such a foolish thing, how could it be from his hand.

  Although I had doubts in my heart, that slap was something that could not be ignored.

  The master and apprentice raised their hands almost simultaneously to greet each other.

  Four palms touched, and a surging, turbulent true energy wildly gushed out, heavily colliding with each other.

  Xu Haifeng's figure swayed slightly and then steadied itself.

  Tuo He Di retreated three steps back.

  At the moment when their fists and palms intersected, both the master and disciple simultaneously felt each other's true energy. Suddenly enlightened in their hearts, Xu Haifeng was using the method of borrowing force to strike with force, inducing the two people's true energies to collide with each other.

  And he himself is just a bridge, without any loss.

  They smiled bitterly in their hearts, and only Xu Haifeng could accomplish such a feat with such spiritual strength.

  A master's skill is like the extension of his fingers. Wanting to borrow it is basically an impossible task.

  However, Xu Haifeng did it, and he did it with ease, as if it was effortless.

  "Protect the flag..."

  A loud voice came from far away.

  Xu Haifeng did not turn his head back, but in his heart, he already knew it all.

  He slowly said: "Kou Batian is guarding the Golden Wolf Army's great flag. How about this, I, Xu, will make a bet with you two, whether or not this great flag can be overturned?"

  Having said that, he didn't wait for the two of them to respond and left immediately.

  The two new and old masters looked at each other, they saw that firm determination in each other's eyes.

  As soon as they moved, they vanished into thin air, disappearing in an instant.

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  "Cut..."

  Loud slogans came from the commanding heights of Zhebe.

  In fact, Zhebie's slogan is just a superficial appearance. The one who is really commanding the black flag army with spiritual power from afar is Xu Haifeng.

  His spirit seemed to be able to transform into millions, without affecting his main body at all.

  Thousands of swords were raised high and brought down with a fierce slash.

  "Hmmph..."

  Splashing blood soared high, a corpse array that could block the advance of war horses, but couldn't stop the slashing of the strange knife.

  The horse is invincible in battle, and on foot it is also invincible.

  This is Chiang Kai-shek's true evaluation of the Black Flag Army.

  The Black Flag Army on foot seemed even more difficult to deal with than the mounted knights.

  Pushing aside the mountain of corpses in front of them, the brave warriors of the Black Flag Army stepped closer and closer to that golden great flag.

  The Huns, armed with sabers, swarmed forward, hoping to overwhelm the Black Flag Army's warriors with their vastly superior numbers. But in a flash of steel, all their hopes were shattered.

  The iron-armored warriors stood in a dense row, and with each step forward, they swung their swords, cutting through everything in their path.

  Compared with these heavy broadswords, the Huns' cavalry sabers were like children's toys.

  Two blades clashed in mid-air, sending off countless sparks. However, without exception, the Hun's saber broke instantly.

  They were unable to withstand the Black Flag Army's large-scale offensive.

  Although they were equally brave and good at fighting, in the face of that overwhelmingly disproportionate strength, they were like snowflakes exposed to sunlight, quickly melting away.

  The Black Flag Army's footsteps never stopped, they were approaching that golden large flag step by step.

  "Cut..."

  The shrill sound was like the death god's call, the iron-armored warriors of the Black Flag Army were like a thick and solid wall, moving forward steadfastly.

  Suddenly, a figure leaped high into the air, passing over the heads of countless Xiongnu people, with a flash of cold light in his hand, shooting fiercely at that large flag.

  A number of Xiongnu people jumped up recklessly, holding high the shields in their hands, trying to block the cold light that was flying around.

  One after another loud noise, those guards fell down in disarray. Among them, most people had blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths, obviously suffering severe internal injuries.

  Li Mingtang's body couldn't stay suspended in mid-air for long, and he finally fell down, surrounded by the Golden Wolf Army.

  However, the crescent moon spade in his hand was the best choice for dealing with group battles.

  One hundred and eight routes of the Mad Monk's Staff Technique, once unleashed, utilizes the staff's own weight to amplify its power, covering an area of several dozen feet in diameter.

  This is the best choice for breaking through difficulties.

  In today's world, perhaps only that humanoid tyrannosaurus Qin Yong can steadily defeat him with such fierce martial power.

  As a Buddhist master, joining the army is extremely rare, like phoenix feathers and rhinoceros horns.

  But as a master, he still had to charge into the fray and mix with these small soldiers. Li Mingtang was absolutely the first person to open up the sky and earth.

  As his body was surrounded by a whirl of dazzling light, he stepped slowly towards the golden great flag. No one could resist him in front of him anymore.

  Arrows flashed, constantly drawing streaks of dazzling light in the air, and countless brave warriors fell one after another around the great flag.

  Suddenly, the golden great flag fluttered.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on the large flag that was about to fall.

  A figure, a lean figure stood upright, his hands raised high above his head. On those hands, fluttering in the wind was that golden large flag.

  "Protect the flag..."

  A slightly childish voice was shouting from an immature throat.

  Kanji, the youngest and most beloved son of Modun, raised the great flag in front of him high.

  He would maintain the honor of the Xiongnu with his own life.

  A sixteen-year-old youth, treading on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, holding high the pride of Xiongnu.

  His chest was straight, facing the unprecedented, powerful and almost irresistible enemy, his eyes were fearless, that young heart, like a burning stove, made his blood vessels swell.

  His excited expression was irrepressible on his firm face, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Xiongnu..."

  "Huns..."

  Countless Han men charged towards the Black Flag Army like a tidal wave.

  Facing the invincible halberd, they sacrificed themselves and rushed up, just to give the follow-up a chance, a chance to kill with one blow.

  "Whoosh..."

  Lightning-like arrows flew towards the young man's chest, that was a speed that had reached its peak, almost surpassing the limits of human capabilities.

  "Bang..."

  A loud crash echoed far and wide.

  Kwak's tall figure appeared in front of the young man, using his own body to block the young man behind him.

  In his hand was a large shield made of fine steel.

  He barely blocked this fatal arrow, however, no one saw that his arm was slightly trembling.

  The power of that arrow was far beyond his imagination.

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