In Fuling City, Techniques roared and Martial Styles collided, with Runes exploding in mid-air like magnificent fireworks.
In the darkness of night, the townspeople hid in their homes, peeking outside through the cracks of their windows.
After all, Fuling had never witnessed a battle among Martial Artists of such magnitude.
In the darkness, a loud voice shattered the silence.
"Members of the Town Martial Office, follow me to resist the Heavenly Punishment Sect and protect Governor Hu!"
This shout from Zhang San, amplified by the Forty-Eight Layers Tower, rang out like a bell, echoing throughout Fuling City.
Even outside the city, the voice of Zhang San could be heard.
At that moment, Xia Chenglong, who was sitting opposite Zhang San, watched as Zhang San finished shouting and returned from the window to continue drinking at the desk, a look of astonishment on his face.
"You just shout slogans?"