The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

After obtaining unexpected materials supplements and the encouragement of morale rejuvenation, the entire martial arts quickly entered a state of tension and orderly preparations like tightening the machinery. Everyone clearly realizes that mysterious forces are like evil wolves hidden in the darkness, and they are preparing to be more fierce attacks in the next round, and they must welcome this game with the most fully preparations and firm determinations The upcoming test of life and death.

On the training field, the sun was hot on every inch of land, as if to bake the ground. However, the enthusiasm of the disciples did not diminish, and their figure seemed more resolute under the infiltration of sweat. The teachers are like severe sculptors, using their strict and professional to shape the combat skills of every disciple.

"Fast swords, the angle must be accurate! Remember, in the battle, a momentary hesitation may make you killed Huang Quan!" A coach shouted, his voice became hoarse because of a long shout, But the majesty and eagerness of them did not diminish. He personally demonstrated the action, the sword in his hand stabbed like lightning, and the sharp arc was scratched in the air. The speed and accuracy were amazing.

The disciples looked at the demonstration of the head intently, and their eyes were full of concentration and desire. They held the sword in their hands and started to practice this action again and again. Every time the sword came out, it was accompanied by heavy breathing and the tremor of the muscles, but they did not stop at all, sweat slipped along their cheeks, dripping on the dry land, and disappeared instantly.

Lin Feng observed quietly at the edge of the training ground. His eyes were sharp as eagle, and he did not let go of any subtle mistake.

"Your pace is too chaotic, and you will lose balance during the battle. Remember, the pace is the foundation of your body, the foundation is unstable, how can you exert the power of the sword method?" Lin Feng walked to a disciple and personally corrected him pace. He held his disciple's arm and guided him to make the right movement.

Under the guidance of Lin Feng, the disciple tried to adjust his pace and movements, and his eyes flashed with a firm light.

In the melonidium, the atmosphere is also nervous and busy. The fire was burning, reflecting the sweaty faces of the craftsmen. The sound of the hammer hit one after another, as if it was a exciting battle symphony.

"The quality of this batch of swords must be guaranteed, and there must be no flaws. This is the key to the life of brothers. We must not have the slightest sloppy!" The responsible craftsman leader said loudly. His eyes stared at the blade he was building in his hand, and his eyes were full of concentration and responsibility.

The craftsmen carefully selected each piece of materials and carefully checked every detail. They operated the tools skillfully, burned the iron blocks in the fire, and then put it on the anvil repeatedly. Each knock is with strength and determination, sparkling, as if it was the fighting spirit in their hearts.

At the same time, intelligence staff also ran around. They pretended to dress up and integrated into the crowd, trying to explore the latest trends of mysterious forces from various channels. On a lively market, an intelligence personnel wearing a shabby Mai and a straw hat seemed to be an ordinary farmer, but in the bargaining with the stall owner, it cleverly took valuable information.

"I heard that some strangers have been in the woods outside the town recently, and their behavior is very suspicious." The owner lowered his voice.

The intelligence staff moved, but on the surface, it was calm, and continued to chat with the stall owner to try to get more details.

In another teahouse, an intelligence staff sat in the corner and listened to the conversation of people around him quietly.

"I seem to see a group of people with weapons go towards the west, I don't know what it is." A guest inadvertently said.

The intelligence staff immediately kept the information in my heart, and then found an excuse to leave, and quickly returned to the door to report to Lin Feng.

"It is reported that the mysterious forces are gathering more people, and it seems that there are some masters who have not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time. Their actions are very secretive, but from some clues, they can be seen that they are brewing a large -scale attack. "" "A" intelligence person reported to Lin Feng that his face was full of anxiety and nervousness.

Lin Feng frowned and trapped deeply. He paced back and forth in the room, and quickly analyzed the impact and possible response strategies brought about by these intelligence in his mind.

Su Yao and other physicians were busy in the pharmacy, and the air was filled with the rich smell of various herbs.

"These herbs should be prepared in proportion, not errors. The amount of dose is directly related to the effect of elixir, and it cannot be sloppy." Su Yao told the assistants around him. Her eyes were focused and serious, and she kept playing with various medicinal materials in her hands.

The assistants carefully operated in accordance with Su Yao's instructions, calling, grinding, and cooking, each step is meticulous.

Zhao Mingyue led a team of disciples to set up traps and defensive work in a busy layout around the village. They dug deep trenches on the ground and set up spikes and bamboo sticks.

"Dig a little deeper here and set up a few more agencies. Once the enemy steps in, let them come back!" Zhao Mingyue commanded her disciples, her voice was firm and powerful.

The disciples worked together. Some of them were carrying heavy stones, and some were laid with iron wires. Everyone was sweating, but no one complained, no one was lazy.

At night, the moon was high in the sky, casting a cool glow. Lin Feng summoned the core members of the sect to discuss strategy in the conference room.

"According to the current situation, we must be prepared for a protracted war. The mysterious forces are obviously more prepared than we thought this time, and we cannot take it lightly." Lin Feng said, his voice was particularly clear in the quiet conference room.

Everyone nodded, with serious and focused expressions.

"We can divide into several groups, cooperate with each other, and fight flexibly. When the enemy attacks a certain point, other groups can quickly support and form an encirclement." An elder put forward his own suggestions.

"We must strengthen the protection of the rear to prevent the enemy from sneaking. We can't just focus on the battle in front and ignore the safety of the rear." Another disciple added.

"I think we should also arrange a reserve team to fight at a critical moment and give the enemy a fatal blow." Zhao Mingyue said.

Lin Feng listened carefully to everyone's opinions, his fingers tapped lightly on the table, thinking about the feasibility of each suggestion. Amid the discussion of everyone, a complete battle plan gradually formed in his mind.

At this moment, a disciple came running in, his breathing was rapid, and his face was full of panic.

"Master, it's bad, a spy from a mysterious force was found outside the village."

Lin Feng stood up suddenly, his eyes instantly became extremely sharp. "Increase vigilance and prepare to meet the enemy! Notify all disciples to enter the battle position!"

The Jianghu Alliance once again entered a tense state of preparation for war, everyone's heartbeat was accelerating, and everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme. They knew that a fierce battle was coming, and they were ready, for justice, for their homeland, at all costs...