Commanding Wind and Cloud

The festive atmosphere of welcoming Jinjin into the city suddenly became heavy.

Mugui Wuxin no longer placed Fabredis' coffin in the Doujie, he carried the heavy coffin on his shoulders, quietly accepting everyone's gaze.

"Young man..." Cheng Bupeng broke the silence on the scene: "What you want to say is that you will match up with Ganjia, right? I am the president of the Blacksmith Federation, and I heard Yun Xinghuisheng talk about your ability. I just want to say that I am just a blacksmith. In my eyes, I can only value blacksmiths with outstanding abilities."

"Gan Zhanxuan? Blood Warrior?" Cheng Bupeng smiled faintly: "They are just tools to develop my ability to forge weapons. As a blacksmith, I help the blacksmith and don't help. As a blacksmith, my favorite is steel. What you said just now makes me feel that you have a steel-like character, which is my favorite character. So, please don't refuse the seat of the blacksmith union."

"All of us blacksmiths, support the master of drive!"

In the crowd, a phalanx from the group of blacksmiths suddenly shouted loudly at the same time, and waves of sound went straight to the sky, showing the simplicity and roughness of the group of blacksmiths.

"Pharmacy Union! Pharmacy Union! Pharmacy Union!"

"Inscription union! Inscription union..."

"Mysterious Pharmacy Guild..."

"Warrior Union, Warrior Union..."

Several phalanxes in the crowd shouted and roared loudly at the same time, and the sound waves almost overturned people completely.

The presidents of several major trade unions looked at each other and smiled. Looking at Jin Tou today, if he didn't give up his position to Qian Jin, they would probably recommend him to become the president.

That's right! Everyone has a deep blood hidden in their hearts, but it has been suppressed for a long time and almost completely disappeared. Gu Yue Jiaying's knife aroused everyone's blood. Could it be that I am not as good as a woman?

The words of enthusiasm ignited the blood that boiled and burned more easily than fire oil, and everyone began to support enthusiasm, supporting this ordinary soldier who had not activated the power of blood.

Because, everyone is an ordinary person, because everyone is from the same camp.

Pan Hongji slowly closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, Zhanxuan! Bloodline warriors are indeed the most capable group of existences, but you really can't forget them! Ordinary people are the cornerstone of this society.

They may be cowardly, they may be selfish most of the time, and their individual strengths are not outstanding. But, they are a group! But when they are really united, that force is enough to overturn the stars!

Now, this group of people who have been sleeping and cowardly for many years are beginning to wake up! Today, here is only a small part, tomorrow it may be the whole city, the whole continent, or even the whole country!

Maybe... Pan Hongji turned back and looked in the direction of the demons and sighed again. When the words of enthusiasm reached the demons, maybe the demons in another country, those living at the bottom, would start to unite and show their abilities.

The reason why the group was dazed and silent was because they lost a representative. Once they found this representative... I don't know how many times Pan Hongji shook his head and sighed because of his enthusiasm, this Gan Zhanxuan! His stubbornness and self-confidence, without realizing it, created a new leader of the force himself.

"I declare, starting today! Motivation is the president of the Zhence Dynasty Pharmacy Federation!"

There was another burst of boiling in the crowd! Immediately afterwards, the president of the Inscription Union also announced his decision.

One after another, the leadership of the big forces, the power that any one of these transfers of leadership on weekdays can alarm the attention of the entire Zhence Dynasty, all concentrated in the hands of a young man in a short period of time, directly pushing him from the initial powerless little soldier to the pinnacle of the power circle.

Li Deyock's mouth was full of bitterness when he looked at the drive. The young man in front of him looked almost the same as the last time he saw him. However, his identity had undergone a huge change. He was not as good as himself at the beginning, but now he was almost equal to the power in his hands, and then...to the point where he had to look up to him.

Snake Emperor, what a terrifying master strategist! Li Deyock sighed, but the truly terrifying thing was this young man. If he didn't have enough strength and accumulation, even the Snake King would not be able to create such a miracle out of thin air.

Some of the forces that were initially on the sidelines have begun to shake their minds that have just changed. The enthusiasm is no longer just a group of leaders in the city of Eternal Flow, but in a short period of time, it has directly risen to one of the leaders in the circle of the pinnacle of national power.

No need for conferment from His Majesty the Emperor, no need for any other major forces to express their acknowledgment, relying on both hands to enter the circle of the pinnacle of power with the most outrageous posture,

What kind of development will such a young man have in the future?

"I want to build a relationship with Mo Jin! I am also an ordinary fighter who has not awakened any power! He represents our ordinary fighter! I should give enough support!"

A young man who came on behalf of the Patriarch clenched his fists tightly, as if telling himself in a low voice.

Many people heard his words, and their eyes began to change a little bit. This is an ordinary person who has not awakened the power of blood, and he is the same type of person as himself. If he does not support him, who else should he support?

A resonance that does not require verbal dialogue gradually formed in everyone's subconscious.

"Challenge Gan Zhanxuan? An arrogant kid who doesn't know who he is!"

Among the crowd, Thunder Lion King Tianlianlingguan looked at Fabredis's coffin with a sneer, glanced at Qian Jin, turned around and strode away in the direction of the conquest academy, and said to himself: "Today, for the sake of Fabredis' death, I will not fight with you. But when the funeral is over, I, Tianlianlingguan, will come to you. I will use your defeat to tell Isabella that the only person who can match her is me! Only I, Tianlianlingguan!"

"Ordinary warriors? They are only fit to lie on the ground and look up at the strength of bloodline warriors! It is their glory to be able to serve bloodline warriors."

Everyone knew that this moment was not the time to step forward and get close to Qi Jin, and silently gave him a way to the city.

That night, Qi Jin hugged Gu Yue Jiaying to sleep.

There are many kinds of funerals.

There are also many kinds of grand funerals.

Fabredis's funeral was not grand, but it was almost comparable to the death of His Majesty the Emperor.

During the two days of sacrifice in the mourning hall, the number of aristocratic and powerful families who came from all over the place did not know how many.

Almost all the top ten bloodline families sent elders to express their condolences, even the God of War bloodline family, the three-headed golden dragon bloodline family, and the most mysterious blood palace!

Only the most elite elites of the blood warriors are eligible to enter the Blood Temple for cultivation. The Holy Land of Blood Warriors also sent a flower basket.

There are also countless ordinary soldiers rushing from all over to the city of Eternal Flow.

In just two days, the number of people who came to Eternal Flow City to mourn Fabredis can organize a huge expeditionary force to conquer the demons without any problem.

The Three Heroes of the Battle Hall, one of the pinnacles of ordinary fighters, Fabredis, who is known as the first ordinary fighter to become a saint, is the idol of countless ordinary fighters.

There are still many ordinary soldiers on the way, but they have no chance to actually carry out the funeral.

Ke Jin looked at the wet yellow soil, bit by bit, bit by bit buried Fabredis's sleeping coffin. The coffin could be buried, but the memory could never be buried.

"Qian Jin, this is someone from Zhantang." Mu Gui Wuxin walked forward, and introduced to Gan Jin the arrogant white-haired old man behind him: "Ling Donglai."

"Are you motivated?" Ling Donglai's tone was also full of arrogance.

Mo Jin frowned, not knowing what Ling Donglai meant. It was rumored that he could forge soul soldiers and make ordinary soldiers into saints. Bloodline soldiers might not like him, but which ordinary soldiers would be very respectful to him when he heard the news?

Otherwise, there wouldn't be many ordinary fighters at the peak of gold fighting spirit and fighting spirit level appearing in this city of eternal flow.

No matter how much they admired Fabredis, not all of them would set off for a dead man.

When the living offer condolences to the dead, only partly for the sake of the dead, and more for the value of the living, will they choose whether to come to express condolences.

Battle hall, as the central holy place for ordinary fighters! I really don't understand the motivation, is Ling Donglai really arrogant to him, or is he just pretending to test himself.

"I'm just motivated."

"I heard that you are a promising fighter among ordinary fighters." Ling Donglai stared arrogantly at Mo Jin: "I'm here to tell you two things. The first thing is that you are qualified to enter the battle hall. Find time to come to the battle hall. This place will teach you stronger strength and make you a powerhouse second only to holiness."

Listening energetically and quietly, the second thing is often more important than the first, but isn't it the most important thing to find yourself to join the battle hall?

"The second thing." Ling Donglai coughed: "Find a time, you have to announce to the public that you have withdrawn the remarks you made against the Ganjia..."

"What?" Motivational eyes suddenly stared at Ling Donglai: "What did you just say?"

Ling Donglai had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, how dare this kid interrupt his words? In the outside world, when an ordinary soldier heard the name Zhantang, he would almost kneel on the ground respectfully. Even if this kid could really forge soul soldiers, he would despise Zhantang's envoy too much! Seeing that I just did the most common warrior greetings, I was as annoying as Fabredis!

Fortunately, Fabredis is dead now! Ling Donglai looked at Fabredis's tombstone and smiled coldly. The shame this guy left him in the battle hall will not disappear with death now! I want your son-in-law to listen to me like a dog.

"I want you to take back your remarks against the Gan family." Ling Donglai's words immediately increased three points of momentum: "You should be soberly aware! We ordinary soldiers are just a supplement and an assistant to the blood warriors! Our existence is to help the blood warriors better defeat the demons!"

"Auxiliary?" Looking at Ling Donglai with enthusiasm and surprise, is this really an envoy from the Holy Land of ordinary warriors? Isn't it rumored that Zhantang is an organization established for the purpose of defeating blood warriors? Don't bloodline fighters and ordinary fighters cooperate with each other on the battlefield?

how? According to the envoy from the Holy Land of the Battle Hall, ordinary fighters have become vassals who cooperate with blood warriors?

Without those ordinary soldiers formulating tactics and strategies, without ordinary soldiers going deep into the enemy's rear for reconnaissance, without the efforts of countless ordinary soldiers, the war might have been lost long ago!