My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

It turns out that Wu Ling was overthinking.

After Wu Ling finished speaking, the generals' expressions turned slightly dazed, as if they couldn't believe that such a Sky-Man had been summoned by the Princely Heir.

And Great Zhou actually had no Sky-Man to employ.

Seeing the power unleashed by the Great Yuan Sky-Man, every general by Wu Ling's side believed.

If the Princely Heir had not come, wouldn't the probability of Great Zhou's defeat be very high?
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Perhaps to even say…

Doomed?

Previously, they were able to defend Hundred Mile City mostly because that Sky-Man from Great Yuan did not take action.

If that were not the case.

If a Sky-Man intervened, breaking several key defensive points, how could they, Great Zhou, still resist?

Originally, all the generals had decided to admit defeat as soon as the Great Yuan Sky-Man made a move, never expecting that the Sky-Man had not acted at all.

They just helplessly watched as their men and Great Yuan's clashed in slaughter.

It seemed they were not intent on victory in this battle but were simply watching as their casualties continued to mount.

A few Great Zhou generals, thinking of this, found it incredibly absurd.

Sky-Men were powerful, there was little in this world that could interest them.

Even if Sky-Men had strange preferences, they surely wouldn't take pleasure in such events… right?

The generals, gazing at the distant figure in green robes on the Flying Boat, then at the scattered corpses around Hundred Mile City, remained silently speechless.

Elsewhere.

Wu Mengde noticed the surge of Qi released from Cheng Guang's Flying Boat in the distance, first startled, then his eyes revealed a surge of elation.

"Mr. Zhou has made his move!"

"He has finally taken action!!"

Wu Mengde hastily stood up, not bothering to dress, pushed away the beauty next to him, grabbed his trousers in a rush, and ran outside the tent to look into the distance.

He first saw Mr. Zhou's figure, then he saw Deng's figure in front of Mr. Zhou.

Wu Mengde was suddenly stunned.

"Huh?"

"Why is there another Sky-Man in front of Mr. Zhou?"

"Does Great Zhou still have a Sky-Man to send out?"

"Isn't the Duke of the State already trapped?"

Confused, Wu Mengde voiced his doubts, his face showing a touch of bewilderment.

But.

This bewilderment did not last long as Wu Mengde quickly gathered himself, his gaze fixated on the distant Flying Boat.

His hands excitedly clasped together.

"Mr. Zhou has taken action."

"Hundred Mile City will finally fall, and so many dead will have some value at last."

Speaking of this, Wu Mengde felt a bit distressed, "If only Mr. Zhou could have acted earlier, there would have been no need for so many of our Great Yuan people to die; perhaps we could have taken Hundred Mile City without needing even half the casualties."

"...And even be able to capture each of Great Zhou's cities one by one, taking all of Great Zhou into Great Yuan's hands."

After saying this, Wu Mengde fell silent once again, his eyes calmly and tremblingly watching the distant scene.

...

At this time, Deng, facing the oncoming black-haired giant, sensed the terrifying Qi emanating from the giant and his pupils slightly narrowed.

"This power…"

"This Qi…"

Deng stared deeply at the black-haired giant, then glanced at Zhou Qingxu, not daring to delay further, and quickly waved his hands.

Streaks of starlight passed through Deng's fingers, above his head in the sky; gathering forces of heaven and earth merged Qi into a massive fireball in an instant.

"Go!"

Deng stepped forward, closing in on the black-haired giant's body, then threw his fists.

As his fists flew, the massive fireball in the sky, like a myriad of meteors, smashed down towards the black-haired giant.

Under the watch of countless onlookers nearby.

The two forces collided.

Boom!!!!

What followed was a sea of flames.

Deng's fists, along with the enormous meteors, hit the giant's black-haired body, and the terrible might spread around.

Any ordinary Sky-Man would probably be unable to withstand a single strike from Deng's attack.

But the black-haired giant roared in agony a few times, with a patch burnt black as if scorched by something.

However, his black flames grew fiercer, igniting upon his body, and in moments,

His freshly blackened flesh suddenly restored to its original state.

The black-haired giant, enduring Deng's attack, howled and swung his fist at Deng.

Deng, facing the giant's assault, showed no hesitation, numerous fireballs smashing down from the sky, converging mid-air into a Magma Giant Dragon that lunged at the black-haired giant.

The black-haired giant stomped on the void, bellowed, and flung out his fist.

It collided with the Magma Giant Dragon!

Another dazzling flash of white light ensued.

The whole world became blanketed in white.

Then came a roar that seemed to shake the entire world.

Waves of terrifying Qi instantly rippled out like a sweeping deluge.

The close mountains were instantly pulverized into fragments by these terrible waves!

Turned to dust and smoke!

At the same time, below Hundred Mile City.

Many far-off Great Yuan troops, stationed on distant mountains and not yet planning to engage in battle, were caught in the aftermath before they could react, turning into countless fragments of corpses that burst and scattered around.

Countless Great Yuan soldiers were horrified beyond measure.

Sky-Men were indeed powerful, but even one person's strength, no matter how great, has a limit.

But...

Zhou Qingxu and Deng, these two Sky-Men, just with one strike, just the mere aftershocks of the battle, had already caused them heavy losses.