Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

Su Yue’s slaughter hour finally began.

No flashy combat skills—what’s fastest, most efficient, most suited for the battlefield, and even saves Qi Blood, is the Quality Blade.

Wide swings, brutal carnage!

After Su Yue’s improvements, the Quality Blade underwent a qualitative leap.

Crackling and popping.

As Su Yue’s 100 Shadow Clones descended, the battlefield plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Shadow Clones blessed with speed, defense, and strength buffs were simply a nightmare on a low-tier battlefield.

What’s more, each of these Shadow Clones was holding a Divine Soldier that claimed to cut through anything.

The Poison Water Corps resorted to their old tricks, trying to poison the clones unconscious.

Unfortunately, this time they were doomed to miscalculate.

Clones are just clones—no pain, no sensation at all.

The Poison Water Corps’ normally unstoppable toxins were nothing but a joke in front of Su Yue.

It was downright overwhelming, like crushing rotten wood.

Faced with these trash Martial Artists whose only redeeming trait was defense, Su Yue was basically a demon from hell.

Defense, you say?

In front of a Divine Soldier, what does that even count for?

In the time it took to blink a few times, Su Yue’s clones had already slaughtered over a hundred Poison Water Corps Martial Artists.

They were really weak.

Forget the fact that Su Yue was already in an invincible state now—even before he’d gone to train in Shenchu City, these Martial Artists weren’t even fit to carry his shoes.

After the first batch of the Poison Water Corps was cut down, a gap appeared in the aliens’ defensive ring.

Boom!

Su Yue’s main body stomped the ground, his figure shooting forward like an arrow, charging into the area where there were no Poison Water Martial Artists.

He cut through everything in his path like breaking bamboo, like chopping melons and vegetables.

With a Divine Soldier in hand, Su Yue was pure massacre-fiend.

Anyone facing him, whether Fifth-Grade or Fourth-Grade, couldn’t even last a single exchange.

Each time, Su Yue could precisely slash open a throat with one strike, killing in an instant.

To the Yangxiang Race, Su Yue was a bolt of lightning; wherever he passed, only bodies fell like cut chives.

The clones wouldn’t last long; after all, Su Yue’s Qi Blood was limited.

So the clones rushed toward the second batch of Poison Water Corps Martial Artists.

There were only a few hundred in total; Su Yue could wipe them all out in a few rounds. He was confident that before the Shadow Clones dispersed, he could slaughter this whole snotty bunch.

What a pity.

These Shadow Clones had taken so much effort to collect, yet they could be used only this once.

Su Yue’s heart was bleeding!

”Kill!”

Su Yue carved out a path of blood, and in many places, there were no Poison Water Corps left to block him.

At this moment, the humans’ Martial Artists, who had been stifling their anger, finally found an outlet.

They couldn’t wait to charge in and kill!

Seeing that there were less than 20 seconds left before the second round of teleportation, they had to hurry.

”Kill!”

Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang also followed the army and charged in.

They didn’t use their Pair-Swallow Swordsmanship; after all, they themselves were Fifth-Grade Martial Artists, and the two of them were not weak.

Just like that, Su Yue took the lead, ripping open the first breach in the battlefield.

He leaped high, then landed above the Demon Slaying Altar.

The Divine Soldier flashed with thunder light, electricity stabbing straight into the sky, like a mad dragon roaring!

Su Yue was like a stone about to plunge into molten lava, hacking down a strike without regard for his own life.

Rumble rumble rumble!

As the ax fell, the Martial Artists crowded in the Demon Slaying Altar’s domain instantly had their formation shattered.

Many Martial Artists were knocked right out of the altar by the shockwaves of the air blast.

At the same time, Su Yue landed, his feet hitting the ground, and in a smooth sequence of movements he instantly cut down three more of the Yangxiang Race.

Lightning was blinding, killing intent was overflowing, and with the stench of blood filling their noses, these Martial Artists were scared stupid.

A few Martial Artists even took the initiative to flee the altar’s domain.

They’d already been scared shitless by Su Yue.

The human Martial Artist before their eyes was basically a Killing God.

Of course, the Yangxiang Race weren’t all complete idiots; some Martial Artists’ last desperate counterattacks still managed to leave several wounds on Su Yue.

Su Yue, after all, had not yet broken through to Grandmaster and had no Protective Gang Qi. His current intact state was purely supported by the defense buff.

Time was too tight; even wounded, Su Yue still had to force his way into the Demon Slaying Altar.

He thought of Su Jianjun and his Uncle.

If this herd of beasts descended on Cengyan City, the two of them might be in danger.

Su Yue didn’t know that Li Xingpei was currently guarding Cengyan City.

Even if it were ordinary civilians in other cities, he still had to protect them.

Crackling and popping.

The lightning still flickered, and soon the floor of the altar was soaked through with blood.

The order Su Yue had given his Shadow Clones was to hunt down the Poison Water Corps Martial Artists.

By now, the second round of slaughter had ended; less than one-third of the Poison Water Corps’ Martial Artists remained.

Aside from the Shadow Clones, some Martial Artists also braved the risk of poisoning, taking advantage of the chaos to execute quite a few Poison Water Martial Artists.

When the Poison Water Martial Artists panicked, they couldn’t release their toxins in time, and that was the best moment to cut them down.

Of course, Su Yue’s Shadow Clones were inherently fragile in defense and had already been destroyed by the alien race by more than half.

But the remaining Poison Water Corps couldn’t amount to anything; the situation was already under control.

At this moment, Su Yue was standing right at the center of the Demon Slaying Altar.

He was drenched in blood, his body marked with over a dozen ghastly wounds, looking like a Prison Blood Demon God, terrifying to behold.

The ring of Yangxiang Race around him didn’t dare to come forward and provoke him.

Now, the teleportation of the Demon Slaying Altar was about to activate, yet there weren’t even a hundred Yangxiang Race left within its domain.

It was downright laughable.

Because of a single human Martial Artist, the Yangxiang Race had actually been completely driven out.

No Martial Artist wanted to become the next corpse!

”Die!”

Finally, the first wave of reinforcements from the humans came killing in from all directions.

They vented their rage and killing intent, gods blocking, gods slain!

The defeated army crumbled like a mountain.

Those Yangxiang Race who still lingered in the Demon Slaying Altar, aside from those already killed, the rest all fled.

Bai Xiaolong swung his sword, cutting down the last Yangxiang Race left within the circle.

To be honest, the Yangxiang Race had no choice but to run.

There was no point anymore.

Even if they could teleport into human territory, so what?

Ten minutes later, the moment they returned, they’d still just be slaughtered again.

So the smarter Yangxiang Race had long since fled this dangerous place.

Finally.

The teleportation light flared completely to life.

The halo swallowed the entire Demon Slaying Altar, yet this time not a single Martial Artist vanished.

There was no way.

The Demon Slaying Altar had already been fully occupied by the human Martial Artists who’d rushed over one after another.

Utterly, completely occupied.

The Yangxiang Race army’s battle line was pushed back a full li.

The two sides returned to a standoff, and the whole battlefield sank into a strange silence.

Though there were still plenty of wounded howling in the distance, people seemed to automatically tune those sounds out.

The battlefield had sound, yet it felt like a dead silence of the cosmos.

All the Martial Artists stared, eyes wide, at the Demon Slaying Altar; everyone looked in disbelief at Su Yue, standing at its center.

The shadow clones had long since all vanished.

At the same time, the Yangxiang Race’s most terrifying poison fortress had been dismantled!

Because his Qi Blood was exhausted, the divine weapon Lightning in Su Yue’s palm was looking a bit dim.

But he had created another miracle.

Within one minute, he led the human Martial Artists to capture the toughest position.

That hair-raising minute could only be described as a miracle of history.

”Su Yue, kid, you’re basically a War God!”

Meng Yang squatted down and hurriedly helped Su Yue up.

The kid was probably too tired—he’d plopped straight down on his butt and still hadn’t gotten up.

”Don’t move, my legs are kind of jelly!”

Su Yue said.

Honestly, during the charge he’d been like some dumb brute, with no concept of fear in his head.

But once things quieted down and he looked at the corpses all over the ground, Su Yue felt he’d gone a bit berserk.

He glanced at the dozen or so wounds on his own body—this was basically playing with his life.

Luckily none of these wounds were in vital spots; if even one expert had been mixed in there, his life would have been over.

Su Yue’s legs went weak because of the delayed fear.

”Are you hurt?”

Bai Xiaolong hurriedly checked Su Yue’s wounds.

Had to admit, the state Su Yue was in just now—charging alone into the depths of the enemy lines—was straight-up War God.

Seriously, downright handsome.

”A bit!”

Su Yue steadied his emotions and finally managed to stand up with effort.

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”Good news!

”West Martial God Su Yue, lone courage unmatched, captured the Demon Slaying Altar single-handed.

”War God undying, Divine Land unscathed.”

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Just as Su Yue got to his feet, a triumphant report rang through the skies.

The voice was a bit hoarse.

Su Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned his head.

It was actually that aggressive Fifth-Grade Commander from before who’d been ready to march to his death.

Fast hands, huh.

He’d snatched the triumph-report technique.

But how did I end up as a lone hero?

”The credit belongs to everyone.”

Su Yue quickly let out a bitter laugh.

Big bro, please don’t hold me up on a pedestal to die.

”This achievement was fought for by you alone!

”Everyone, do you agree or not?”

The Fifth-Grade Commander turned and shouted.

”Agree!”

”Lone courage unmatched, lone courage unmatched!”

In an instant, waves of shouts rose one after another.

Su Yue still wanted to explain a couple of sentences, but his voice was completely drowned in the cheering and yelling.

The Grandmasters up in the sky were also rendered speechless.

Lone courage unmatched.

It really was a title that fit Su Yue.

But it had truly been risky.

From the air they saw clearly that Su Yue had been walking a tightrope the whole way; the slightest misstep and his ending would have been being hacked to pieces.

A lone hero looks glorious, but bears a level of danger unlike anything ordinary.

”You brat, I’m going to break your legs!”

Su Qingfeng had almost been scared into fainting just now.

Everything happened too fast.

He wanted to break off and go save his son, but by then the battle was already over.

After that, Su Qingfeng went back to bombarding Jing Niao City.

”Su Qingfeng, your son is even more reckless than you were back in the day—you’ve got someone to carry the torch.”

Yao Chenqing’s face was deathly pale, his whole body covered in sweat.

But Su Yue had still given him a scare.

”Cut the crap and hurry up and pound the city walls. My daughter’s in danger at any moment—that guy called Heiye is definitely searching for her!”

Su Qingfeng said darkly.

He and Yao Chenqing had long since figured out Heiye’s objective.

So they had to break the protective demon apparatus as fast as possible.

Fortunately, judging from Heiye’s state, he clearly hadn’t found Xu Baiyan!

As for that Demon Slaying Altar, the two of them had only just arrived at the battlefield and had no idea what it was, or that it could teleport the other race into Divine Land, so they simply hadn’t paid it any attention.

Xu Baiyan’s situation outweighed the heavens.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Su Qingfeng and Yao Chenqing’s bombardment grew more terrifying, and more and more dense.

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I originally wanted to write more, but it suddenly started thundering and I don’t dare to use the computer, sorry