Thousand miles of dust

He was an orphan with mediocre aptitude and a humble background.
Through perseverance and an unwillingness to settle for mediocrity, he practiced cultivation desperately.
By a stroke of luck, he awakened the Ancient Martial Soul, long extinct in this world, and from that moment on, his rise was unstoppable, like a comet soaring high, embarking on a cultivation journey to dominate the world.
Starting as a beggar who was bullied by others, he began to shine with each step, entering into an era of chaos where Sects are numerous, talents abound, the Ten Thousand Clans vie for power, and human heroes emerge one after another in a vast and magnificent world.
With the 'Tyrant Sky Martial Soul', he vowed to forge his own myth!

Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

"Wait a minute! According to past rules, the one who captures the Battle Flag must improvise a battle song to motivate the warriors to slay the enemy on the battlefield! How could General Lu have forgotten this?" 


"Commander-in-Chief, this matter was not communicated to them beforehand, and bringing it up now seems a bit improper. The clans of the Mysterious World value martial prowess over literary skills—this is rather difficult for them." 


He knew that Si Kong Zun was intentionally nitpicking. 


Ling Xiao was also somewhat speechless. Since childhood, he had practiced Martial Arts; the characters he learned were all related to martial techniques, and he had never studied music, chess, calligraphy, or painting. He was completely ignorant in these areas. 


If he really had to compose a battle song, that would indeed be difficult. 


Chapter 1037: Loyalty and Duty to the Nation