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After hearing this, Gotaya blushed even more and asked in a low voice: "Can you teach it to my people?"

"Of course not," Glenn said bluntly.

"What if they all become your apprentices?"

"This..." Glenn thought carefully.

His martial arts came from his family in his previous life. Influenced by the family rules, he attached great importance to inheritance, but the world is no longer the same now.

Should I stay in the inheritance? Glenn was in a dilemma.

Gotaya on the side did not dare to disturb them. The elves really had no resistance to Glenn's fighting skills called Kung Fu, which was in line with the elves' pursuit of beauty, efficiency and strength.

The other elves on the farm also pricked up their long ears and eavesdropped, feeling extremely nervous.

After an unknown amount of time, Glenn finally raised his head and said softly, "I'll try to take five first and see how you perform."

Hearing this, Gotaya could no longer suppress the joy in his heart and jumped up and cheered:

"Great!"

However, there were also a few elves who couldn't keep their composure and pretended to do something who cheered at the same time.

The rest of the companions quickly held them down and smiled awkwardly at Glenn.

Glenn ignored them and continued to say to Gotaya: "You decide the five candidates by yourselves, and come to me when you are ready."

After saying this he turned and left the farm.

After Glenn left for a while, the elves immediately gathered together and had a heated discussion.

……

The deafening shouts of killing echoed throughout the extremely cold continent.

Countless ice-blue monsters of various shapes and sizes rushed towards a fortress protected by high walls.

The warriors of the Kingdom of Winter fought desperately.

Chaotic magic was flying in the sky, and only the huge beasts fighting each other were clearly visible, while the tiny figures casting spells were difficult to identify.

I don't know how many battles this has been, but each one ends with the monster's victory.

The Kingdom of Winter was losing ground and had already lost three border towns.

At the end of the army of ice monsters, the skull-headed monster with a pair of huge horns sat on the ice crystal throne, enjoying the feast.

There were more than twenty high-level monsters with powerful aura on its side, standing still like sculptures.

Neither side deployed combat forces above level six, and neither side tacitly agreed to raise the level of the war.

"Look, our army is unstoppable. Even if those parasites seek external help, it still can't change the fact that we have failed!"

Leomo, with huge horns on his head, was holding a ball of ice-blue flame in his hands, and it was unknown who he was talking to.

"The generals are all in place. They will soon find the pipeline and guard it well. This will determine the victory or defeat of the war!"

A hoarse voice came from the flames.

"I understand. I have already investigated the intelligence about these two countries very clearly. Now their Supreme Magicians are unable to take action, and the remaining combat power is inferior to ours, so we are sure to win."

Leomo said with great confidence.

"That better be it, or it'll be my turn!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the ice-blue flame went out.

At this time, a report came from his subordinates:

"Lord Leomo, the elemental tide is about to recede."

Leomo glanced at the battlefield, which was in a good situation, and gave the order:

"Let the army stop attacking and rest under the ice."

Countless frozen monsters as big as hills lined up in a row, puffed up their bellies, and then blew out sounds like horns.

The monsters that were attacking frantically on the battlefield paused for a moment, then retreated at the same time.

The party guarding the fortress was able to catch their breath.

"They're retreating! They're retreating!"

The flying cavalry and giant beasts in the sky were circling to deliver this good news, which was not really good news.

On the scarred city walls, officers checked and counted the army's casualties.

"Haven't Anduin and the others found a way to crack it yet?"

A blue-skinned knight with iron armor stained with black blood grabbed a messenger soldier and asked.

"Several magicians are already working hard, please don't be anxious, Master Maxim."

The messenger soldier explained respectfully.

Maxim closed his eyes.

He really wanted to yell at the messenger, but he knew that what was happening now was not anyone's fault, and his anger would only exacerbate the gloomy atmosphere.

He is a veteran worshipped by the kingdom, over 350 years old. He participated in the first two campaigns to encircle and suppress the ice monsters, but each time he won with an overwhelming advantage.

But now, this is no longer a siege, but more like a war with a stronger kingdom. Even if they ask for external aid, they are no match for it.

The most terrifying thing is that a level six warrior died in this war. He was Maxim’s old friend.

Seeing the other person being dismembered by those monsters, he almost went berserk, but he still let his reason suppress his desire.

“This shouldn’t be like this, why?!” Maxim walked to the edge of the city wall and looked at the faint blue light in the distant sky.

It was that thing that turned the tide of the war in the Kingdom of Winter.

Not only can it weaken the strength of all creatures at level seven and below except for the ice crack monsters, but it will also make the area it covers extremely fragile. As long as a transcendent above level seven displays his strength in it, the entire space will collapse.

By then, everyone, including the ice monster, will die.

If we withdraw all our people from this area and allow the Supreme Sorcerer to enter alone, this problem can be solved.

However, Leomo, the leader of the monster army, had already anticipated this, so he first captured tens of thousands of ordinary civilians as hostages.

This blocks this path, forcing the Kingdom of Winter to fight them with an unfair war.

The Kingdom of Winter cannot abandon these tens of thousands of civilians, not because it cannot do it, but because it cannot do it.

“The Supreme Court…” Maxim murmured a great and supreme name and looked up at the sky.

A knight with armor similar to his came over and heard Massim's mumbling. He said with emotion:

"Extraordinary individuals cannot wantonly kill ordinary people recognized by the law. It is despicable that the greatness of the Supreme Court is being exploited by this group of monsters."

"If the Supreme Mage is allowed to enter and cause the space to collapse, then the blame for the deaths of ordinary civilians inside will all be attributed to the Supreme Mage... If the Winter Kingdom loses the Supreme Mage, it will be the same as extinction."

Maxim repeated the analysis given to him by a magic scholar before the war, with complexity in his eyes.

It is precisely because of the mainland laws formulated by the Supreme Court that we have the relatively orderly order today.

Otherwise, the power gap between extraordinary people and ordinary people will only plunge the continent into long-term chaos.

However, this law only protects ordinary races who have lived on the mainland for a long time and are relatively law-abiding.

For example, demons, pigmen, and the current ice crack monsters are not protected by the law.

The original owner of Glenn's body also knew about this Supreme Court, so Glenn once said "Don't underestimate the power of the people" when chatting with others.

Because here, ordinary people also have their own say.