High-Level Martial Era

"Advance the timeline by one or two years earlier than expected?" Li Yuan's heart shuddered. He had previously thought that Teacher Xu Bo was only injured and had suffered a decline in strength.

He hadn't expected it to be this serious.

So, the teacher only had one or two years of life expectancy left? Logically, for a Prime Warrior, living past a hundred and fifty was quite easy.

Li Yuan knew very well that given his teacher's character, when things had reached such a state, he was highly unlikely to speak falsely.

"Senior Xu Bo, won't you try?" Gao Hao couldn't help but say, "The medical flyer will arrive very quickly."

He was a Martial Path genius from Jiang City.

Although he had not been taught by Xu Bo, as a member of Starfire Martial Hall, he had also heard of Xu Bo's deeds.

"No need."

"Steward Gao Hao, the crisis at Nanhuang Elementary School has been resolved. Go and carry out the next mission. Don't worry about me," Xu Bo said firmly shaking his head, "The sooner the Fish Spirit Tide is cleared, the fewer casualties there will be."

"Okay, Senior, take care." Gao Hao's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stopped trying to persuade Xu Bo, bowing his hands in respect.

Hum~

A flyer landed, and with a light leap, Gao Hao propelled himself over ten meters high onto the vehicle; then it sped away, vanishing into the night sky.

Time was pressing.

As a Prime Warrior, he was an extremely important combat force and could play a significant role.

"Teacher." Li Yuan looked at Xu Bo.

"How are you feeling?" Xu Bo asked Li Yuan, taking the initiative to ask, "Is there any major problem?"

"No." Li Yuan shook his head.

"Then take the uninjured from yours and my teams, form a new team, and have you lead them to carry out the next mission. Don't stay here," Xu Bo said, his face pale but composed, "A team led by you can still make a significant impact."

"I can't," Li Yuan shook his head, "Teacher, I have to take you back."

"Obey the order."

Xu Bo's eyes suddenly became sharp: "How can you not even listen to your teacher's words? What can you do by staying here? Can you heal me?"

Li Yuan opened his mouth, his eyes reddening slightly, but he was unable to speak.

In his heart, it felt as if a giant stone was weighing down ruthlessly, and a faint grief began to spread deep inside.

"Don't worry."

"I won't die right away." Xu Bo's voice became gentle again, "You've become a Martial Artist, been to university for half a year, and should have gone through several combat assessments. Can't you distinguish between what's urgent and what's not?"

"Right now, the most pressing matter is to deal with the Fish Spirit Tide."

"This is the worst disaster Jiangbei Province has seen in over a decade and the worst Jiang City has seen in a hundred years," Xu Bo said, looking at Li Yuan, "You now have the ability, so go and play your part."

"Go!" Xu Bo said emphatically, "Don't make me reprimand you again."

"Yes," Li Yuan gritted his teeth.

...A few minutes later.

From the two teams of surviving Martial Artists, 16 people were reorganized to form a new team of 10 members.

Li Yuan led them, piloting a flyer, and according to the intelligent system's assignments, they commenced their next mission.

They quickly disappeared into the night sky.

The remaining six, either due to weaker strength or injuries, stayed behind to continue participating in the school's rescue.

"He's gone."

As he watched Li Yuan's team leave, Xu Bo struggled to stand and made his way towards the semi-collapsed teaching building. Listening to the cries for help coming from beneath the rubble of the teaching building, his heart ached.

"It's my fault."

"If I could have lured that Fish Spirit Clan away, the battle wouldn't have spread and caused the building to collapse," Xu Bo said through clenched teeth, enduring the pain in his body as he began to join the rescue.

To die? From the day he knew his condition was incurable, he had been prepared.

...

In the black night, within the marshland.

The Fish Spirit Clan, which had been hiding here, was frantically fleeing.

Hum~ Hum~ Hum~ Numerous combat drones from all directions converged in the sky, relentlessly driving them on.

"Dada dada!" Metallic bullets streaked across the night sky, wildly strafing down, and one after another, Fish Spirit Clan warriors fell to the ground, their cries filling the wilderness.

"Boom!"

In the open fields on the outskirts, the heavy drones were finally unreserved. Using radar, thermal imaging, and other technologies, they continuously dropped bombs.

The noise was ear-splitting; the sound, thunderous!

In the distance, there were also many human groups around the 10th level, along with combat robots, holding various thermal weapons, continually advancing from the ground and slaughtering everything in their path.

On such a frontal confrontation battlefield, not to mention thousands of Entry Rank Fish Spirit Clan warriors.

As long as there was no Second Rank power.

Even if there were tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of Fish Spirit Clan, facing the encirclement of a massive Mechanical Legion, they would be completely wiped out.

...

More than forty kilometers from the center of Jiang City, amidst the ruins of a street.

"Kill!"

"Advance on three lines! Annihilate," Li Yuan ordered coldly.

In such street ruins, where a considerable number of civilians were still alive, heavy weapons could not be used.

Only here could the First Rank Martial Artists play a role.

"Ao~"

A Fish Spirit Clan warrior hidden in the ruins suddenly burst forth, a dazzling flash of knife light cutting through the darkness.

"Clang!"

The Long Spear swung, blocking the terrifying knife strike.

"Boom!" Li Yuan's figure, like lightning, rushed forward with a fierce sprint, colliding directly with the body of the 18th level Fish Spirit Clan senior warrior.

It caused its huge body to crash and fly backward.

"Pff~"

A shadow of a spear streaked across the Vast Sky, piercing the gigantic body in an instant; the image froze midair.

Blood flowed.

The Long Spear moved too fast.

"Pcht~ Bang!" Li Yuan suddenly retracted the spear, its tip pointed downward, as blood ran down its shaft.

The 18th level Fish Spirit Clan's body landed heavily on the ground, its body still trembling.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" With two more thrusts of the spear, the Fish Spirit Clan's head and four arms were sliced off, its body torn to pieces.