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The lords of each city are different. Some like to plan and strategize, while others like to personally fight monsters for eight hundred rounds. The lord of Haicheng is the latter.

It is not without benefits for such a reckless city lord to charge in the front, as it can boost morale.

Of course, there are also disadvantages. If the city lord falls, it will be a blow to morale, and the city lord is in the front and is not easy to take care of.

Instead, it was the young city lord who stood on the city wall and directed the long-range psychics to attack and defend.

He also has bronze skin and looks like his mother, somewhat delicate. He is 1.9 meters tall and not overly strong. You could say his build is just right.

Lin Chuxia also saw a familiar figure among them. The man was handsome and dressed in black. There was no sign of being wet at all. It was as if there was an invisible shield around him, blocking the raindrops falling from the sky for him.

"Zhou Zhanping, it's him."

He frowned slightly. People with space-related abilities are extremely rare. In a huge country like China, there are only a few of them, less than the number on the palm of one hand. This is a great treasure, and yet they were willing to let him come to Haicheng.

His current strength...

He seems very powerful, at least stronger than me. Is he a high-level psychic?

Level seven or level eight?

She was a little unsure, but no matter whether it was level seven or level eight, they could beat her.

The other one also looked familiar. It was strange that there were two familiar people among the group of supporters. You know, she usually didn't care about this at all and had never specially investigated it.

I think his name is...Meng something?

What's Meng?

Oh, yes, she remembered, Meng Junzhi.

I saw it on the news, and also heard from others that the Meng family is a very powerful family. The awakened superpowers are all kinds of swords, that is, cold weapons, and not ordinary cold weapons.

The current strength seems to be... level eight?

Zhou Zhanping, who was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, was definitely at the eighth level.

Geniuses only play with geniuses. They are all in their twenties, but they have already obtained the strength that countless people cannot obtain in their entire lives.

"Why are there two of them?"

Meng Junzhi was dressed in white ancient costume, looking elegant and graceful, with long black hair tied up with a hairband and a sword on his back, like a young knight roaming the world in ancient times, full of chivalry.

I wasn't wearing a raincoat and no rain was falling.

Even the boots were clean.

The two bodyguards followed Lin Chuxia quietly, standing not far from the young city lord of Haicheng. Bian Qiyun had already joined the battle. His special ability was the power of words, so he just had to open his mouth and there was no need to get close.

It was his first time participating in such a battle, so he did not act rashly and chose sea beasts with similar strengths.

Seeing Bian Qiyun's serious look, Lin Chuxia did not disturb him. She collected the energy that was scattered on him and looked at the battlefield seriously.

The bodyguard who heard Lin Chuxia's doubts answered her questions:

"Originally there was only one person, Mr. Meng Junzhi, and Mr. Zhou Zhanping applied to join later."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Chuxia knew that neither of these two eighth-level warriors would stay in Haicheng after the sea beast tide ended. They were too young, which was not a disadvantage but an advantage, meaning that they still had the possibility of making further progress.

Compared to Haicheng, the front line is a place where it is easier to train people, and it is also dangerous enough to bring enough stimulation to these chosen ones.

Haicheng is still relatively "stable" compared to the front line.

An eighth-level psychic who is in charge of a place is more suitable for those strong men who are old and have retreated from the front line with hidden injuries. They can not only recover from their injuries, but also have enough patience and are not bad in terms of strength.

How can you kill a chicken with a knife?

But it’s better this way, as Haicheng will suffer fewer psychics and warriors sacrificed.

"Ms. Lin is here?"

The young city lord finally found some time to say hello to Lin Chuxia.

"Yes, I have been here for a while, but I saw that the young city lord was busy, so I did not disturb him. If the young city lord needs me to help, just tell me directly."

The young city lord nodded. Lin Chuxia’s ability, as their superiors had told them, was extremely useful and could change the outcome of a war.

The timing of use is important.

"Not yet. If you need it, I won't be polite."

The rain was getting heavier, as if there was a hole in the sky, and the rain was pouring down directly, blocking my vision and making everything in front of me blurry.

Lin Chuxia's clothes were still fresh, and the raincoat helped a little, but the rain was too heavy, so this little help was better than nothing.

The main thing was the clothes she was wearing. They were clothes taken out of the versatile wardrobe. They were waterproof and fit the body like a thin shield, keeping her dry all over.

Zhou Zhanping and Meng Junzhi teamed up to unilaterally beat the eighth-level sea beast.

This is true whether you look at it from the perspective of sea beasts or humans.

The pure white sword light cut through the rain curtain, and the rain seemed to pause for a moment before slowly falling, just like a dashing swordsman.

Woohoo, I’m so envious!

Lin Chuxia almost shed tears of envy as she watched. All of Meng Junzhi's abilities were concentrated on that sword, which seemed to be called the Lingguang Sword.

Very spiritual.

In the immortal cultivation literature, it is a spiritual weapon that produces a weapon spirit.

Zhou Zhanping was not to be outdone. He frequently deflected the attacks of the sea beasts. His space blades were thrown everywhere, and they could accurately attack the sea beasts. Even the sea beasts could not guess where the next attack would come from.

The angle of attack is extremely tricky.

He looked quite relaxed and at ease, strolling leisurely.

Their opponent, the eighth-level sea beast, was about to break through its defense. They couldn't defeat it by fighting, and they couldn't escape by running.

Comparing speed with a space-related psychic?

That's like showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong. He won't follow you at all, but will teleport directly in front of you.

This time, the eighth-level sea beast was an octopus, which was several hundred meters tall, with thick tentacles that blocked out the sky. From a distance, it looked like a huge black mass. Countless tentacles hit the sea surface, and the sea water rushed to a height of dozens of meters. The sound could be heard even on the city walls.

There is no doubt about how strong it is.

It is said that octopuses have many brains and are very smart, which is probably why most octopuses are quite powerful!

In comparison, Zhou Zhanping and Meng Junzhi's figures are much smaller. The fight between the two sides is like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. Not to mention their strength, just looking at the scene is very shocking, and there is also a sense of tragedy.

It's like a hymn to the eternal perseverance of mankind.

If any famous painter had the good fortune to see this scene, there would surely be a few more famous paintings in the world.

Unfortunately, no one has the leisure time for that now.

The high-level battlefield is completely crushed, but the same is not true for the mid-level and low-level battlefields.

There are simply too many sea beasts.

If they are not cleaned up in time, the sea monsters will be too tall and when piled up they will be taller than the city walls, which will be a hidden danger for people standing on the walls.

It is also a threat to people in the city’s shelters.

Many people who specialize in handling the corpses of sea animals were also dispatched.