Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

At some point, Tang Le Mountain also opened his eyes, watching the duel in the arena with no extra expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

After fighting for a long time, both sides weakened significantly due to injuries and excessive exhaustion.

Dou Xuan was already a bloody figure, with blood holes on his body akin to a beehive, shocking to behold.

On the other side, Yang Zhen was not much better off, with an arm and a leg nearly chopped off by Dou Xuan. Even Song Changming couldn’t help but furrow his brow, several times almost intervening to stop the duel.

"They can’t both perish..." Song Changming thought to himself, already gathering two forces of Master’s Power in his hands.

He was not too far away, ready to act to protect the two should the battle spiral out of control.

He would not allow an internal selection duel to result in fatality!

Another moment passed, and Yang Zhen’s eyes suddenly lit up with brilliance as he seized an opportunity, thrusting the Long Spear straight at Dou Xuan’s heart.

Dou Xuan hastily parried with his sword, but Yang Zhen’s spearhead suddenly twisted, breaking through Dou Xuan’s Gang Qi, slicing across his sword-wielding wrist, nearly severing the opponent’s entire hand.

Dou Xuan’s wrist felt numb, his palm momentarily lost sensation, causing his Heavy Iron Sword to drop naturally.

"This is bad!" A fierce expression crossed Dou Xuan’s face, and his heart sank.

He knew very well that without his weapon, defeating Yang Zhen would be an almost impossible task.

Dou Xuan gritted his teeth, large hand grasping, forcibly activating Gang Qi to recall his Great Iron Sword.

But how could Yang Zhen miss this chance for victory? He imbued his Long Spear with Gang Qi, aggressively piercing Dou Xuan’s body, lifting him whole and then smashing him away.

Dou Xuan fell like a shooting star from the sky, crashing into the high cliff, causing it to shake slightly from the impact.

Lv Yuchen and Wang Wenyu struggled to stand, almost stumbling into the snow beneath their feet.

Thankfully, Su Qingqing was nearby; she had previously received special instructions from Song Changming to ensure the safety of these two.

Su Qingqing’s Gang Qi surged, supporting their falling bodies.

Dou Xuan coughed blood blatantly, biting his lip as he climbed out of the cliff wall, refusing to give up despite severe injuries.

He knew well that if he lost this battle, he would have no chance to compete for the Marshal position.

The last vacant Marshal position was undoubtedly going to observer Tang Le Mountain, unrelated to him, as he was incapable of challenging the much stronger Tang Le Mountain.

If he did not fight now, there would be no second chance.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen hardened his heart, the Long Spear cutting through the air.

Dou Xuan suddenly extended his hands, seizing Yang Zhen’s spearhead, the two collided into the mountain cliff, causing the rocks to explode, tumble to the ground, and triggering a considerable avalanche, forcing everyone to fly away in retreat.

Everyone stared at the cliff engulfed in snow fog, and eventually Yang Zhen emerged.

On his body hung Dou Xuan, covered in wounds, battle-worn into unconsciousness.

The outcome was clear.

Song Changming subsequently announced Yang Zhen as the new Grand Marshal for the Nineteenth Army.

"I entrust my army to you." Song Changming transmitted with a smile.

"Rest assured, I will not fail the mission!" Yang Zhen replied with a solemn expression.

With this result, Song Changming resolved a matter weighing on his mind.

It would be impossible for him not to have emotions for the Nineteenth Army under his command, thankfully Yang Zhen didn’t disappoint, taking over his Grand Marshal position.

With Yang Zhen leading, Song Changming was at ease.

The selection for the three Marshal positions ended, leaving the last vacant Marshal position for the Twenty second Army. Dou Xuan slowly awakened, seeing Tang Le Mountain step forward, reluctantly closing his eyes, abandoning the competition.

Not to mention he couldn’t move due to injuries now, even at peak condition, he was no match for Tang Le Mountain.

He fought all the way to the final step, just missing the Grand Marshal position, making him the most unfortunate candidate among all.

"Sorry, Brother Dou." Yang Zhen apologized with a salute.

"This battle determined our futures, we should give it our all, don’t say such things," Dou Xuan shook his head, not holding a grudge against Yang Zhen.

The blame lay solely on his inferior skills.

Thus, this Grand Marshal selection reached a conclusion, four new Grand Marshals emerged fresh, soon taking office.

This was the last major event of the year, after the year-end, it would be a new year.

Winter gives way to spring, and spring leads to summer.

The upheaval caused by the fall of the Changsheng Su Family gradually quieted down.

Prince Cui held steady under pressure, and Cui Bai Dao returned to the right path.

This day, the bright moon hung high, sky boundless without clouds.

Silver light spilled down, bricks and tiles seemed coated with a silver hue, as if constructed of silver stone.

Marshal’s Cabinet, top floor, a vast windowsill set up, with a couch, desk, and incense.

This was a private Shangyue Platform belonging to Song Changming, many mansions of noble families had such designs, it was not unique to Song Changming here.

Ordinarily, if Song Changming did not return to the Song Residence, he would cultivate under the moon here, and tonight was no exception.

In the building, Su Qingqing dressed in light armor, hair tied in a black ponytail, was teasing the Little Yellow Bird.

"Rock-paper-scissors."

"Little Phoenix, you lost again." Su Qingqing made scissors, pinching one of the Little Yellow Bird’s wings, giggling.

"What a lousy game, not fun." Little Phoenix fumed, able only to play paper with its wings.

Nowadays, the Little Yellow Bird had become fluent in the ability to speak, and spoken words were no longer stuttered.