The Chinese army is mighty, winding like a giant dragon. In this spectacular team, Mu Yu has a strong figure and firm steps, and he sets foot on this land full of mystery and danger along with the army.
His eyes were deep, shining with perseverance and courage, as if he could see through everything on this chaotic battlefield. After years of baptism, Mu Yu's armor has been sharpened and shined, just like his firm belief. His sword is calm and powerful, showing endless power and confidence with every swing.
On the battlefield, Mu Yu was like a vigorous cheetah, quietly waiting for its prey to appear. When an enemy appears, he will attack with lightning speed. In the flash of sword light, the enemy will fall down. His presence is like a legend on the battlefield, making people feel at ease and full of awe.
Mu Yu secretly lamented that it turned out that the Chinese divine disciples had begun to emerge and take a dominant position. However, he knew very well that the existence of the old Chinese monsters was like a majestic mountain peak, lying in front of them, making it difficult for the Chinese divine disciples to surpass them for the time being. Some of these old monsters have weathered the storm, and some have gone through many vicissitudes of life, but all of them are famous figures. Their existence prevents the Chinese god disciples from emerging prematurely, because with these old monsters leading the way, the Chinese god disciples only need to maintain enough patience and accumulation.
Among the Chinese army, two elite units are particularly eye-catching. The first team was led by Ji Hexuan. The inheritance of Xuanyuan Sword flashed on their chests, and their bodies were filled with a cold and tough temperament.
Ji Hexuan was born in an ancient military family and received strict martial arts and strategic training since she was a child. He has a pair of eyes like stars on an autumn night, which reveal a firm and profound light. His face was resolute, like a sculpture that had been tempered for thousands of times, showing the true qualities of a man. The black armor he wears is like a tiger in the dark night, giving him the courage to move forward. Under his leadership, every warrior in the team is like a sharp sword, ready to break through the enemy at any time.
The other team is led by the violent girl Yang Gao. She is an old acquaintance of Mu Yu and a berserker who can rival ten on the battlefield. Every member of her team exudes a wild and fearless atmosphere. They use actions instead of words to show their deterrence to the enemy in the most direct way.
Yang Gao, with long black hair dancing wildly in the wind, eyes burning with fire-like passion. Wearing heavy armor and holding a sword in her hand, she looked like an ancient female war goddess descending into the world. Although her words and deeds are full of strength and confidence, her heart is extremely delicate and kind. On the battlefield, she is not only a fierce warrior, but also a leader who can inspire team morale.
These two elite troops are like two bright swords in the Chinese army. One is quiet and the other is moving, one is cold and the other is hot. Each exudes unique temperament and strength.
In addition to Ji Hexuan and Yang Gao, there are several divine disciples that Mu Yu has never seen before. One of them is Jiang Cheng, who has the heritage of Shennong. He is wearing a grass-green robe embroidered with various plant patterns, as if he is integrated with nature. His face was firm and gentle, and his eyes revealed a light full of wisdom.
Another divine disciple is Mu Feng. He possesses the inheritance of the Four Elephants. He is tall and burly. He wears a set of blue-black armor with four mythical beast patterns inlaid on the armor, namely Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. His eyes were deep and cold, as if he possessed an invisible force.
Ji Hexuan and Yang Gao are two names, representing two powers and two fates. They were once lovers, but they were lovers who broke up. Their relationship is complex and unique, a delicate tapestry that is both gorgeous and ambiguous.
Ji Hexuan, she is the fairy in the wind, elegant and mysterious. Her eyes were as deep as the night sky, full of wisdom and determination. Her long hair flows like a waterfall and sways in the wind. Her figure is slender and slender, like a tall pine tree, standing firm in the wind and rain. She is one of China's elites, leading an equally powerful team.
Yang Gao, he is a tiger in the mountains, brave and courageous. His eyes were like fire, burning with the desire to win. His muscles were as hard as stone, full of strength and toughness. His steps were firm and powerful, as steady as a mountain. He is also one of China's elites, leading an equally outstanding team.
The two met by chance, and their team members also saw their angry looks. Ji Hexuan and Yang Gao's team members all sighed deeply and felt helpless. They know that the relationship between these two leaders affects the morale and performance of the entire team.
However, they also understood that Ji Hexuan and Yang Gao were not people who would change themselves easily. Their decisions and actions often affect the development of the entire situation. Therefore, the team members can only try their best to reconcile the relationship between the two, hoping that they can resolve the conflicts and jointly contribute to the prosperity of China.
Among China's elite teams, the conflict between Ji Hexuan and Yang Gao is not the only one. But their conflict is unique because it involves a battle of emotions and wills between two powerful characters.
Mu Yu stood there quietly, his eyes staring ahead, as if he could see what was coming through the barrier of space. His skin was taut, like a string about to be tightened, and his breathing was light and shallow, as if he was waiting for something.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could feel the elements in the air stirring. They jump in the air like a trapped beast, waiting for the opportunity to break free. He could hear their roar, a sound full of power, a sound of desire and anticipation for the coming war.
Mu Yu's heart was also restless. He felt his heart racing through his chest like a galloping wild horse. His blood burned like fire, rushing through his body. He knew that this was a sign that the battlefield of the gods was about to begin.
His hands were clenched into fists, and his tense knuckles seemed to be popping out of his skin. His body was filled with power, and he could feel that power surging through his body, like a raging river. He understood that this was a signal that he was about to enter the battlefield of the gods.
The battlefield of the gods is a place that every warrior longs for. It is a symbol of glory and dignity, and a battle between life and death. And now, that time is coming. Mu Yu took a deep breath, his heart filled with determination and determination. He knows and he's ready.
