Douluo, my martial soul is a mushroom

Chapter 150: Eight people return, Martial Spirit Conference

In the 2655th year of the Douluo calendar, the situation in the three major empires of Wuhun, Tiandou and Xingluo stabilized and the intensity of the war gradually decreased.

The army was restricted from disrupting the lives of ordinary people, and many insidious tactics and strategies as well as morale-boosting strategies such as "not stopping the sword" had to be abandoned. This made it impossible for the imperial army, which was still in the cold weapon era, to achieve satisfactory results in many battles.

War is nothing more than a competition of several factors: quality of soldiers, logistical supplies, weapons and equipment, and tactics and strategy.

Years of bumper harvests and the rapid development of soul guide technology offset the gap in supplies and equipment.

The soldiers of the Wuhun Empire are mostly soul masters with higher individual qualities. The soldiers of Tiandou and Xingluo have lower individual qualities, but they are more numerous. Both sides have their own advantages and disadvantages.

The final tactical strategy was already in a reform period under the background of rapid development, and the restriction that it had to bypass the people made its effect even smaller.

After the establishment of the Wuhun Empire, most of the wars that broke out with Tiandou Xingluo ended in a stalemate.

The purpose of war is to destroy or weaken the enemy.

A stalemate in the war cannot destroy the enemy, let alone weaken it, and it is even more ridiculous during the period of rapid development when technology exploded and diplomatic relations between the two continents were established.

War seems to be meaningless.

……

"Is this still Douluo Continent? Did we go in the wrong direction and end up in another continent? And what is that, an island? It can't be a ship."

Ma Hongjun laughed dryly.

The other seven people looked at the prosperous harbor of Hanhai City and fell silent.

"I didn't go the wrong way, why did it change so much?" Xiaobai, the king of the Demon Soul Great White Shark, said in confusion.

The eight people looked at each other.

Dai Mubai wiped his face and said, "We should have let Pingzi come with us. He must know what's going on!"

"Brother Ping is busy with something, so let's go ashore first." Shui Bing'er suggested.

"Row."

In order to avoid panic caused by the life pressure of the hundred thousand year soul beast, the eight people went ashore in a wasteland far away from the port.

After bidding farewell to Xiaobai, the eight people rushed towards the city.

“This road is so good.”

“Are these cars?”

"What are they carrying? Are soul guides so common?"

"What are those people doing coming in and out?"

"Such a tall building, how was it built?"

“There are so many people…”

"Come on Fatty, stop acting so ignorant. You are a Soul Douluo after all, can't you have some demeanor of a strong man?" Dai Mubai was speechless.

Ma Hongjun shrugged, "Come on, Boss Dai, I don't believe you are not surprised."

Compared with Mickey's time, Hanhai City has undergone new changes after a year of development, and is closer to "modernization" and "urbanization".

This made the eight people who had been away from the mainland for four years and only learned about the situation on the mainland through the Internet feel out of touch with the times.

The tall buildings, the cars and the people coming and going, it seems like another world.

"Where are we going next?" Shui Bing'er asked at a loss.

Tang San looked around and said, "Let's find a hotel to rest first. Let's contact our families and find out what has happened in the past four years."

"Alright."

"no problem."

……

Regent Hotel.

Ma Hongjun called Flanders.

Communication terminals that rely on the mycelium network cannot be used at sea, except in waterways specially opened up by Chiping.

"The old guy looks like he's doing well!"

"Hello teacher."

Flanders stroked his grown beard and laughed, "Little fatty, I think you are itching for trouble! Bing'er is still polite. How does this fat guy treat you? If he dares to bully you, tell the teacher at any time and the teacher will help you teach him a lesson!"

Ma Hongjun gently put his arm around Shui Bing'er's shoulders and said, "Bing'er is my wife. If I don't treat her well, who else can I treat well?"

Shui Bing'er smiled and said, "Hong Jun treats me very well." Seeing the intimacy between the two, Flanders said with relief, "I feel relieved to see you two are so nice to each other. By the way, where are you now? It doesn't seem to be Poseidon Island."

Ma Hongjun nodded, "Except Tang San and Xiao Wu, we all passed the test. Tang San doesn't have to stay on Sea God Island for the next test, so we came back. We are now in Hanhai City. By the way, teacher, do you know what we saw?"

Flanders cooperated, "What?"

"There are tin boxes running all over the road, and ships as big as islands! And the road, and those houses that are obviously very sturdy..."

Ma Hongjun talked almost nonstop.

Flanders listened and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you happy about when I say this, teacher?"

"I am happy."

Ma Hongjun looked at Flanders suspiciously. As far as he knew, Flanders would not be so happy about his story.

"You... took the wrong medicine?"

"You took the wrong medicine!" Flanders said angrily.

Ma Hongjun said with relief: "It seems that I didn't take the wrong medicine. Then what are you happy about?"

"you guess."

Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes.

There are only three reasons that can make Flanders so happy: making money, winning the heart of Liu Erlong, and these students. The first two can be ruled out, and only the last one remains.

"These...were all made by Brother Ping?"

"It seems you are not too stupid."

Without the time to care about the joke in Flanders' words, Ma Hongjun quickly asked: "What did Brother Ping do when we left?!"

Why has the world changed!

"For Bing'er's sake, I'll talk to you."

……

"Teacher, you mean the ceasefire has been reached? Why?" Tang San couldn't believe it.

Yu Xiaogang's face was gloomy.

Because of Chi Ping, because of the damn rules he brought, because of the rapid development he brought.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to say this.

But after a long time, he just sighed deeply.

"It's impossible to continue fighting. The Spirit Hall has completely established its foothold. Tiandou and Xingluo can no longer continue to confront it."

Tang San took a deep breath.

If the two empires gave up the war against the Wuhun Empire, then relying on his own strength alone, it would be impossible for him to avenge his mother and the Haotian Sect.

"Is there really no chance?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the young man in the video, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Shrek Academy is going to hold a Soul Master Conference. As far as I know, the Empire and the Spirit Hall will sign a peace agreement at the end of the conference."

……

"The Soul Master Academy Elite Competition has started again?" Dai Mubai was surprised.

"It's not an elite competition, it's a soul master conference." Dai Feng emphasized, "All contestants can participate regardless of age, status, or cultivation level."

“What is the purpose of holding this event?”

"It is a platform for the three parties to demonstrate their strength. The better the performance, the more favorable the negotiations after the meeting."

Dai Mubai nodded. "Because we can't fight, we have to put the war on the negotiation table? Will this work?"

"it works."

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing understood.

"It looks like Pingzi has something good. What is it?"

Dai Feng was very satisfied with their reactions.

"God's throne."

(End of this chapter)