The system has to be used even if it is pulled

The big tent was in a mess. Although it was autumn and a little cold, the people of the empire felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Because the empire's commander Bai Jingrong was entangled by Zhao Yuanlang like a python tying up its prey, with a knife that seemed extremely sharp pressed against his neck.

Two non-commissioned officers helped Meng Zhenxi, who was dizzy and drooling, up and started quick treatment under the guidance of a military doctor.

"First of all, you have destroyed the customs of your empire, and you know what? Big Fish, you have nowhere to escape now." Zhao Yuanlang, who was hiding in Bai Jingrong's shadow, made everyone feel extremely sick with his snake-like voice.

Bai Jingrong did not panic. He used his only movable right hand to signal the imperial soldiers who wanted to come forward to rescue to retreat, and said calmly: "So that's how it is. You are the bait and I am the big fish."

"Wrong, wrong, I am not only the bait, but also the hook."

Bai Jingrong sighed slightly: "Young man, you are really good. I wanted to give you a chance. But now I don't have one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny old man Bai Jingrong suddenly exuded a dangerous aura, and heat was steaming all over his body.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't hesitate and immediately stabbed the knife into Bai Jingrong's neck. What happened? Zhao Yuanlang looked at Bai Jingrong's neck, which was as smooth as new, in shock.

"Young man, are you surprised? There's something even more surprising." Bai Jingrong, who was originally restrained, turned around suddenly and split the dagger in Zhao Yuanlang's hand into two halves with one palm, and attacked Zhao Yuanlang's chest with the remaining force.

Zhao Yuanlang would not be hit by him, so he dodged the attack with a tumble. While dodging the attack, he even had enough strength to pull down the lamp hanging on the top of the tent and smash it towards Bai Jingrong.

Bai Jingrong swung the light aside with a sudden wave of his arm. There was a crackling sound on his body, and the skinny old man instantly swelled into a muscular man over two meters tall (please refer to the transformation of Master Roshi in Dragon Ball). It was hard to imagine that this was the old man with a white beard who died at some unknown time.

Zhao Yuanlang looked cautiously at Bai Jingrong, who made him feel a little dangerous. Unlike Meng Zhenxi, there was a faint surge of true energy in the imperial general in front of him. He could clearly feel that the true energy in his body was not as condensed as his own, but stronger than his.

"Young man! It's time for you to see the true strength of the empire." After Bai Jingrong moved his joints, his figure suddenly disappeared. Then Bai Jingrong suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yuanlang, and his body suddenly hit the defenseless Zhao Yuanlang on the head with a cannon in mid-air.

Zhao Yuanlang was hit by this blow and fell face down into the ground, his body twitching a few times. The people of the empire cheered and applauded.

Bai Jingrong did not relax, but grabbed Zhao Yuanlang's ankle and swung it back and forth, spinning continuously like a big windmill. Finally, he threw Zhao Yuanlang out of the tent and broke the flagpole in front of the tent that was as thick as a bowl.

Surrounded by the crowd, Bai Jingrong slowly completed his transformation and turned into a thin, harmless old man.

Blood was flowing slowly on the ground, and Zhao Yuanlang's body was lying on the ground like a rag doll, but it was obvious that Zhao Yuanlang's chest was still rising and falling as he lay on his back.

When the two imperial soldiers wanted to pull Zhao Yuanlang away from the ground, they were strangled by Zhao Yuanlang's strong arms as soon as they bent down. As Zhao Yuanlang slowly stood up, he actually lifted up the two imperial soldiers. Although they were struggling, as Zhao Yuanlang's hands became tighter and tighter, the clear sound of neck breaking made everyone tense instantly.

Bai Jingrong's muscles began to swell again, returning to the state they were in during the battle.

"Hehehehehe!" A sharp and piercing laugh came from Zhao Yuanlang's mouth, whose face could not be seen clearly.

A series of strange air currents began to swirl around Zhao Yuanlang. Bai Jingrong was extremely nervous and even looked at Zhao Yuanlang in disbelief. How could it be possible that he had such pure essence? Was he really from the Federation? Was he a member of the royal family in exile?

No one knew what changes had taken place in Zhao Yuanlang at this moment. Only Bai Jingrong could feel it. Zhao Yuanlang seemed like a different person. The blood, oppression, and shock were actually felt by Bai Jingrong.

"The game has just begun. My fishing hook can catch whales." As soon as Zhao Yuanlang finished speaking, he threw out the bodies of the two imperial soldiers who died in his hands, knocking down a large group of people.

Bai Jingrong tried to squint his eyes. This young man's eyes are so familiar to me. The corners of his mouth are so familiar to me. Who is he? While he was distracted, Zhao Yuanlang disappeared. Bai Jingrong only felt a huge force in his chest that sent him flying into the tent. It seemed that one of his ribs was broken.

In the worst case, a stream of true energy actually rushed into his body, constantly churning around in his body, blocking his control and operation of the true energy in his body.

What surprised everyone in the empire even more was that Zhao Yuanlang was so fast that he was able to grab the ankle of Bai Jingrong who was knocked flying in mid-air.

With a sudden blow from Zhao Yuanlang's hammer, Bai Jingrong fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke.

When the smoke cleared, everyone in the empire saw Zhao Yuanlang standing on the ground like a javelin, with one foot on Bai Jingrong's stomach. And their general Bai Jingrong was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his originally burly body was strangely getting bigger and smaller, as if something had gone wrong.

"You, you, what exactly are you practicing?" Bai Jingrong was actually a little expectant, a little shocked, and a little terrified.

"Ding ding ding, the king is calling, the king is calling, why don't you answer it quickly!" The originally tense atmosphere in the tent was instantly interrupted by a funny ringtone.

Meng Zhenxi, who was still feeling a little dizzy, looked hesitantly at Bai Jingrong lying on the ground, then at the video communicator on the table.

Bai Jingrong raised his right arm with difficulty and pointed at the communicator on the table. Meng Zhenxi quickly turned on the communicator.

The dark hall was filled with a hint of gloom. Thick candles, each one as big as a person, were burning slowly all around, and the faint flames were constantly swaying.

It was extremely luxurious, like the palace of the Emperor of Heaven, but the highest point was extremely simple, with only a simple long table that was dimly illuminated by candlelight.

So disharmonious.

Behind the long table, a man in a black robe embroidered with golden dragons sat cross-legged. The weak firelight could not illuminate his face. But the man was incomparably powerful. Even if he only looked at the image, Zhao Yuanlang could feel a hint of depression.

Everyone in the ruined tent, including officers such as Meng Zhenxi, knelt on one knee and shouted, "Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor."

The person in the image was none other than the fifth emperor of the Qin Empire, who was ruling the increasingly powerful Qin Empire from the throne.

He was the leader of the Great Empire Alliance and had been suppressing the Federation, defeating the entire federal army. His more than 20 years in power earned him many titles such as War Devil and Butcher Emperor.

"What's going on? Bai Jingrong, you look so embarrassed." The Emperor Qin, whose face could not be seen clearly in the video, tilted his head, walked around Zhao Yuanlang who was standing, and said mockingly while looking at Bai Jingrong who was lying on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to perform the salute. I have brought shame to the empire this time." Bai Jingrong did not dare to show any disrespect to the scary man in the image. Even though he could not get up, he lowered his head respectfully.

"Something interesting."

After the Emperor Qin said this, the tent became quiet and officers like Meng Zhenxi broke out in cold sweat.