Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 192 Creating a God Again

The blogger wrote.

"Ye Feng went to the Northeast Prefecture to deliver supplies, but more importantly, he went to compete in martial arts."

"Three hundred billion in military funds and the equipment for three elite divisions should be enough to give the Northeast region a much-needed breather."

"But what happened after that? The vampires are still around."

"If Ye Feng defeats Xue Ming, will the Blood Clan let it go? If Ye Feng loses, what will happen to the more than three million hostages?"

"The situation in the Northeast Prefecture cannot be resolved by a single duel."

This long article has been shared millions of times, received millions of likes, and tens of thousands of comments.

Most people agree with the blogger's analysis.

Ye Feng's trip was not easy.

It was extremely difficult.

After reading the analyses, Zhao Gongming sighed.

He can see what netizens can see too.

Wang Zun's move was both dirty and brilliant.

Ye Feng lost.

Wang Zun used someone else to kill, thus avenging the murder of his son.

If Ye Feng wins, the vampires will definitely not let it go.

The pressure on the northeastern prefecture has increased significantly.

Ye Feng was caught in the middle, unable to move forward or backward.

It might not work out.

Ye Feng was utterly disgraced.

"Losing the duel means death! Winning it means facing an even bigger mess!"

"Why!"

……

Northeast Prefecture, provincial capital.

The provincial capital of the Northeast Prefecture was a bustling place three years ago, but now it has become much more desolate.

The streets were sparsely populated, and many shops were closed.

Only a few shops selling grain and medicine are still open.

Inside the provincial capital city lord's mansion.

The three giants of the Northeast Prefecture.

Prefect Zhang Zhenshan, Garrison Commander Zhang Zhenhai, and Night Watchman Director Zhang Zhenyue.

The three brothers sat in the conference room.

He was troubled by the official document that had arrived from Kyoto.

They come from the Zhang family, a lineage of martial arts masters.

There are two martial gods in the family, but unfortunately they are both on the battlefield outside the domain and cannot return.

The three Zhang brothers are all half-step Martial Gods.

I've been stuck at this level for many years.

I just can't break through it.

"When Kyoto and Shanhe Prefecture are fighting, we suffer the consequences." Zhang Zhenshan threw the official document on the table.

"If Ye Feng loses, that's fine. But if he wins, he can just walk away. Who will the vampires take their anger out on? Won't they take it out on our Northeast Prefecture?"

Zhang Zhenhai leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples. "The vampires are too powerful. Without a Martial God, we simply can't hold them off."

"Brother, didn't you say that Shanhe Prefecture has seven Martial Gods? Do you think Ye Feng could send one or two Martial Gods to oversee the Northeast Prefecture? That way, the pressure on us would be less."

Zhang Zhenshan thought about it.

"I don't know. All the martial gods in Shanhe Prefecture are Ye Feng's men; he's the one who calls the shots. We don't have any connection with him, so why would he help us?"

Zhang Zhenyue hadn't spoken until now, at which point he finally spoke.

"Eldest brother, second brother, don't forget, Ye Feng is now the Grand Commander of four provinces, in charge of military affairs in the four provinces."

"He has the authority to manage the military affairs of the Northeast Prefecture. If he really wanted to help us, he wouldn't need to send a War God; just sharing some of the captured mechanical race equipment with us would be enough."

"I've heard that Shanhe Prefecture is now militarily strong and well-equipped!"

"That 1130 close-in weapon system! Even a Martial Venerable would be forced to kneel down. If ten of them fired simultaneously, even a Martial God couldn't withstand it."

"And the equipment of those three elite divisions," Zhang Zhenhai added.

"Three hundred billion in military spending, equipment for three elite divisions. Ye Feng personally escorted it; once the goods were in his hands, if he intercepted them, there was nothing we could say."

"Probably not! Whatever! I'll just cry when the time comes! The more I cry, the better."

The three brothers exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with helplessness.

Then he remained silent for a long time.

"Alas! Who told us we were so weak! If only we had a Great Dao Fruit!"

……

Shanhe Prefecture City.

Ye Feng came out from Zhao Gongming's place.

He began to make plans in his mind.

He originally possessed thirteen Great Dao Fruits.

Zhao Gongming then gave him the thirteen more weapons that had been seized from the Third Legion of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

In this way, he has a total of twenty-six Great Dao Fruits in his possession.

He went directly to the Zhou family's house.

Zhou Wuwei was looking at documents in his study when he was startled to see Ye Feng enter.

His relationship with Ye Feng wasn't very close.

Ye Feng usually consults Zhao Gongming about everything and rarely comes to him.

Ye Feng didn't waste any words.

He placed the two fruits of the Great Dao on the table.

Zhou Wuwei's eyes widened, and his hands were trembling.

All the other martial gods of Shanhe Prefecture were created by Ye Feng.

then.

Ye Feng only gave him one Great Dao Fruit.

He didn't feel it was unfair.

After all, he comes from a prestigious family.

It's understandable that Ye Feng couldn't be at ease.

He thought that this was all there was to his life.

"A single Great Dao Fruit has propelled me to the half-step Martial God realm! What more could I ask for!"

So recently.

He worked diligently and conscientiously for Shanhe Prefecture.

I'm just waiting to retire, collect a decent pension, and live a peaceful life.

"Commander Ye Feng, is this for me?" Zhou Wuwei's voice was somewhat incredulous.

"This is too valuable."

Ye Feng smiled.

"Lord Zhao asked me to give this to you. Take it; Shanhe Prefecture needs you."

Zhou Wuwei's eyes reddened.

He accepted the two fruits of the Great Dao.

Then he knelt down on the ground.

bang bang bang! ! !

It was three kowtows.

"Grand Commander Ye! Zhou Wuwei is willing to go through fire and water for you!"

Ye Feng reached out and helped him up, patted him on the shoulder, and left.

Zhou Wuwei stood in the study, holding the two Great Dao Fruits in his hands, not moving for a long time.

Jiangcheng.

After returning, Ye Feng began preparations for his trip to Kyoto.

He was preparing to take away the six martial gods of Jiangcheng.

But that's how it is.

Jiangcheng is weak and vulnerable.

"Sigh! We still don't have enough martial gods!"

So he prepared to create several more martial gods.

He looked at the remaining twenty-four Great Dao Fruits.

Arui and Lao Lie from Dong Sheng's team, and Hong Gu, Lao Ma, and A Kun from Zhao Lao's team.

These five people have been improved over the past few days.

They should all have reached the mid-stage of the seventh rank.

It is also possible to use the Great Dao Fruit to advance to the Martial God level.

Five people, three coins each, making a total of fifteen coins.

"I still have nine spares!"

"Come here for a moment," Ye Feng instructed the five people directly.

The five people quickly arrived at the secret room.

All five of them have now reached the mid-stage of the seventh rank, the Venerable Realm.

"Their strength has improved quite a bit!"

"Each person has three Great Dao Fruits; they should immediately go into seclusion upon returning."

"I'm taking Commander Cao and the others to Kyoto in three days. I hope you'll all be Martial Gods by then," Ye Feng said to the five of them.

The five people stared dumbfounded at the Great Dao Fruit on the table.

They were all speechless.

The fruits of the Great Way.

Three of them can create a martial god.

Things they dared not even think about.

"Boss Ye, this..." Arui's voice was trembling.

"Stop talking nonsense, take it."

"I want to see five martial gods in three days."

Ye Feng spoke up directly.

The five people took the fruits of the Great Dao and went into seclusion.

Ye Feng was the only one left in the hall.

"I have a feeling this is going to be a tough battle!"

"No! Let's see what else can improve our strength!"

Ye Feng then opened the system panel.

"Kill points depleted!"

Ye Feng looked at his kill points, which he had used up completely.

"What else can we use to improve our strength?"

The bottom line of numbers on the system panel appeared in front of Ye Feng.