Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

Song Changming opened the document, glanced at it, and confirmed that there was no mistake.

Their stationed mission here was completed, and after handing over their work to the First Army, they could return directly.

"I understand, Marshal Hu, thank you for your efforts in the next steps," Song Changming nodded and handed the document to Xiao Peibai to keep.

Hu Donghuo was still looking at Song Changming, recalling the high praise from Hu Tomb and Prince Cui in the family about Song Changming, feeling a bit intrigued.

It’s clear that the recent small probe was not enough to fully satisfy him.

Thus, he spoke, "I’ve long heard that Marshal Song’s strength is comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Today, hearing is not as good as seeing, I wonder if Marshal Song has time to spar with our army."

Song Changming was somewhat surprised, not expecting Hu Donghuo to suddenly make this proposal.

He could perceive that the other party bore no malice, only a pure desire to understand his strength.

Just a straightforward approach, without much circumlocution.

This was uncommon among the Military Commanders.

After all, such a proposal does not conform to the steadiness of those in high positions.

Even during the once-every-few-years military parade, the Grand Marshals and Little Flag Masters would not casually engage in duels, those in high positions often prefer strategic maneuvers.

Song Changming was not particularly interested in pursuing that aura of leadership, but he also didn’t want to waste qi power on such meaningless sparring contests.

Just as he was about to decline, Tang Le Mountain stood up directly in the hall.

"Marshal, I beseech you to allow me to spar with Marshal Song," Tang Le Mountain said with utmost respect, cupping his hands.

With Hu Donghuo becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster, his prestige in the army reached its peak.

Especially within the First Army, no one dared to show even a bit of disrespect or dissent against him.

Even though Tang Le Mountain relied on the Tang Family, he spoke after careful consideration.

"Hmm?" Hu Donghuo looked unexpectedly at his Little Flag Master, not expecting him to volunteer at this moment.

"Stand down, you’re not a match for Marshal Song," Hu Donghuo shook his head.

His intention was to personally spar with Song Changming.

To have a subordinate Little Flag Master face Song Changming, what would that be?

Upon hearing this, an inextinguishable fire surged within Tang Le Mountain, who gritted his teeth and faced Song Changming saying, "The duel that couldn’t be completed with Marshal Song has been a regret in my heart, I hope the Marshal will grant it!"

The ’grant’ he spoke was unknown whether it referred to Hu Donghuo or Song Changming.

The unwillingness suppressed in his heart ultimately surfaced, even surpassing his awe of Hu Donghuo, the Martial Tao Grandmaster.

Even Hu Donghuo noticed Tang Le Mountain’s near-obsessive emotion, and frowned, speaking.

"If you always dwell on past losses, it will not benefit your cultivation in any way."

He surely knew the unfinished duel Tang Le Mountain referred to, but people must look forward.

Once past obsessions deepen, the mind can never be clear, making cultivation difficult, forming a vicious cycle, eventually bearing a bitter outcome, there are many whose temperaments become extreme because of this.

After all, Tang Le Mountain was his subordinate Little Flag Master, and he doesn’t wish for Tang Le Mountain to remain obstinate.

"Only this once, Marshal!" Hu Donghuo’s words made Tang Le Mountain even more determined, which left Hu Donghuo somewhat disappointed.

Obsessions deeply rooted, perhaps wouldn’t matter much to ordinary martial artists.

But for someone like Tang Le Mountain, a grandmaster seed, it’s a pathway to self-destructive Martial Tao.

Hu Donghuo said no more, but looked towards Song Changming, evidently asking his opinion.

After all, the one Tang Le Mountain wished to challenge was Song Changming, not him.

Facing Tang Le Mountain’s intense gaze, Song Changming thought briefly and said, "Since you feel that duel is indispensable, then I’ll accept it."

If the other’s obsession with him isn’t dispelled, Song Changming feels it will bring more trouble in the future, so might as well let him face reality now.

For him, it’s not a matter of great importance.

"Thank you!" Tang Le Mountain’s spirit was invigorated.

"Follow me," Hu Donghuo said calmly.

Martial artists of their level naturally wouldn’t spar in the city, any carelessness could cause tremendous destruction and casualties to the city area.

Quickly, the group arrived in a desolate area outside the city.

"Let’s begin," Song Changming said directly to Tang Le Mountain without drawing his sword.

No unnecessary exchanges, directly to the point.

"Okay!" Tang Le Mountain spoke promptly, his whole body surged with sword intent, knowing Song Changming’s prowess, he dared not slack, this first sword was wielded with full force.

The other Commanders and Little Flag Masters of the First Army, seeing the power of this sword, nodded frequently, praising it as a great sword!

Tang Le Mountain broke through all his martial veins eight to nine years ago, his strength already sufficient for a Grand Marshal position in the army, beyond doubt.

In fact, many among them subconsciously thought Tang Le Mountain could stand a chance against Song Changming, not necessarily as the Marshal said, destined to lose.

After all, Tang Le Mountain’s might had always been evident, whereas Song Changming’s exaggerated achievements were only what they heard of, full of unreal feelings.

However, soon they would realize how ridiculous their thoughts were.

They saw Song Changming stand still, flicking his left finger.

A casual movement, yet it directly shattered Tang Le Mountain’s formidable Sword Qi, launching him along with his sword into the air.

Had the sword in Tang Le Mountain’s hand not been a Spirit Sword, it would have been crushed by Song Changming’s finger.

Tang Le Mountain himself was bleeding from the mouth, clutching his chest, seemingly injured, staring in disbelief at Song Changming.

"This..."

The scene left the nearby army generals dumbfounded.

They had imagined Tang Le Mountain’s defeat, but never expected he would lose so easily in just one confrontation.

Being injured while losing his sword, such a state surely means defeat.

On the other hand, Song Changming, besides flicking his finger, had barely moved.

Effortlessly defeating Tang Le Mountain, nearly at the Innate Perfection Realm, undeniably proved a fact.

This Marshal Song of the Nineteenth Army truly possesses strength comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

"How do you feel?" Song Changming retracted his finger, looking at the disheartened Tang Le Mountain, he said.

If it were years ago, Tang Le Mountain might have had the qualification to fight him.

But at this point, even Tang Le Mountain’s greatest advantage, his Qi Refining Cultivation, had been surpassed by Song Changming, what does he have to compete with Song Changming?

"Calm and compose yourself, this defeat isn’t necessarily a bad thing for you, it resolves your heart-knot," Hu Donghuo advised Tang Le Mountain, becoming even more disappointed inside.

Tang Le Mountain was the typical greenhouse flower; seemingly beautiful and lush, but extremely fragile.

Slight setbacks became intolerable.

Failing the Grand Marshal competition left him with a heart-knot, and now being defeated by Song Changming using only a finger was another blow, making him speechless.

The so-called grandmaster seed was significantly fragile.

In Hu Donghuo’s opinion, if Tang Le Mountain couldn’t persevere, his Martial Tao achievements in life were likely fixed here.

Seeing Tang Le Mountain lower his head and step aside, Hu Donghuo confronted Song Changming.

"I hope Marshal Song will not refuse me as well."

Seeing Hu Donghuo’s stance, Song Changming decided not to decline.

Having just ended his move, a certain interest indeed piqued within him.

Tang Le Mountain wasn’t a match, Hu Donghuo, the Martial Tao Grandmaster was indeed fitting.

Upon reaching an agreement, the parties quickly commenced a fierce confrontation in the desolate wilderness, fighting in the sky and on the ground, equally intense.

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