Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2284: Chapter 2285: Forging Authority with Blood (Second Update)

Unexpectedly, Yue Junze showed an indescribable resilience, enduring several days of training.

Today’s fifty-lap cross-country run around the entire training ground was even more surprising. Not only did Yue Junze persist, but he was faster than some soldiers with weaker foundations.

Because of this, Yue Junze earned the respect of everyone.

At this moment, everyone had crossed the finish line and was panting heavily as they recovered their strength.

This cross-country run was not simple, as no magical cultivation could be used; it relied solely on physical strength.

Moreover, there was a time limit. If anyone failed to finish on time, everyone would be punished.

This was utterly inhumane, but fortunately, everyone completed it within the allotted time.

Just as everyone was breathing a sigh of relief, Xue An’s voice rang out.

"Fall in!"

These soldiers, whether lying or sitting, seemed electrified, jumping up and forming ranks with rapid speed.

In the blink of an eye, all the soldiers returned to their positions, looking solemnly at Xue An.

Dragging the exhausted Yue Junze to the outside of the formation, Yue Qinghuan watched the scene in amazement.

Who would have thought that such an orderly and obedient team was just a loose sandpile a few days ago?

It was only then that Yue Qinghuan deeply understood why Xue An kept having these soldiers practice running.

He wasn’t training them physically, but eroding their arrogance to foster an innate sense of obedience.

Only then could they instinctively follow Xue An’s orders.

Was this training method his own invention?

Yue Qinghuan thought silently.

Meanwhile, Yue Junze looked at the scene with an almost admiring gaze toward Xue An’s back and whispered.

"Third sister, brother-in-law is amazing!"

"Bah, how many times have I told you, he’s not your brother-in-law, don’t call him that!" Yue Qinghuan retorted, her face already red.

Yue Junze chuckled, thinking his third sister’s refusal was adorably soft!

Clearly, she had feelings too.

Otherwise, she would have gone berserk if it were someone else!

Of course, Xue An didn’t know what Yue Qinghuan and Yue Junze were talking about, nor did he care.

At this moment, he looked at the soldiers with a steely gaze, making their hearts tremble.

The reason was none other than the hellish training; Xue An had left a deep mark in their minds.

Secretly, some even called him Xue King Yan.

Xue An didn’t mind because he knew his time was limited. The only way to transform this troop was through iron-handed methods.

As for the title Xue King Yan... Xue An was already used to it.

After scanning the entire team, Xue An couldn’t help but nod inwardly.

Despite the short time, due to the soldiers’ high quality and hellish harsh training, the team now had a hint of fierce courage.

Especially after forming ranks, the surging killing intent was palpable.

From this perspective, this troop could barely be called an elite force.

But to achieve good results in the martial exhibition, or even to seize the top spot, this wasn’t nearly enough!

So Xue An coldly said, "Do you think you’re worthy of being called elite now?"

These words left the soldiers perplexed.

What?

Isn’t this enough?

After all, their admiration for Xue An stemmed from feeling their progress.

But hearing Xue An now, it seemed they were far from it!

Just then, Xue An said in a deep voice, "I know, many of you must be thinking, isn’t this enough? Let me tell you now, it’s not enough! And it’s far from it!"

"Yes, you obey orders, you have the shadow of elite soldiers, but ultimately, it’s just talk because real elite soldiers must have faced blood!"

A low murmur spread across the crowd.

Many soldiers showed faces of dissent.

Xue An remained silent, just watching quietly.

Until the noise gradually quieted down, he coldly said, "You think I’m wrong? After all, nearly all of you were once strong individuals, with countless enemies’ blood on your hands?"

"But that’s just personal courage. To forge an invincible force, individual bravery isn’t enough; you must forge your spirit with blood, mold your unity, and only then will you mature!"

Xue An turned to Yue Qinghuan.

"I recall you told me about a Starry Pirate group hidden in a Starry Domain, just three days away?"

Yue Qinghuan was startled, then nodded, "Yes, but..."

Just realizing something, she wanted to speak, but Xue An waved her silent, looking back at the soldiers.

"Did you hear that? Just three days from your Yue Clan, a Starry Pirate dares to brazenly occupy territory. What does this imply?"

"It implies the Yue Clan’s power is waning; otherwise, even with tenfold courage, these Starry Pirates wouldn’t dare occupy under your noses!"

Silence fell over the scene.

Some wanted to refute but ultimately stayed silent.

Because Xue An spoke the truth.

Three days away, in vast Starry Domains, feels as close as your doorstep.

And these pirates openly lurk at the doorstep, showing disregard for the Yue Clan!

"So next, I have just one order, and that’s to destroy these pirates with your hands, showing them Yue Clan’s majesty isn’t challenged, and this battle will be your first proof!"

"Only after facing blood and fire will you truly step into the elite soldier’s realm, so..."

"Do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" The crowd roared.

"I can’t hear you!"

"Yes!"

Their voices even trembled the ground beneath.

Xue An nodded satisfactorily.

"Very well, then set out now to stain your path with the enemy’s blood!"

At his command, it was like opening a beast cage; soldiers eyed with bloodlust soared toward the distant void.

Yue Qinghuan stared dazedly at the scene, shivering uncontrollably.

Beside her, Yue Junze nearly cried from excitement and suddenly yelled, "Brother-in-law, let me go too! I’ve long loathed those pompous pirates; I want to crush them myself!"

Xue An quite liked Yue Junze but felt helpless about the nickname.

For instance, right after that call, Xue An felt a pain in his brow, and a coquettish thought made his hair stand.

He silently prayed, "Yan’er, don’t cause trouble!"

Then he coughed lightly, "Stop calling it randomly, let’s go!"