"What are you doing?! Are you going to watch everyone in District Seven die before you'll make a move?" Bai Lin, not understanding Chen Fan's intentions, mistakenly believed he only wanted to save himself and was unwilling to act.
Hearing her words, Chen Fan knew Bai Lin had misunderstood him.
Without further explanation, he pulled Bai Lin onto his back.
"Hold on tight," he said with a devilish smile.
Taking Bai Lin's steel saber, he charged into the fray.
Bai Lin was stunned by Chen Fan's ethereal and elusive movement. Every time it seemed he would be struck by a stone golem's spear, he would shift just enough to avoid it.
And Chen Fan, with a single strike, could shatter a stone golem.
Transformed into armed personnel, Chen Fan could only fight in this armor, which greatly restricted his abilities.
However, he didn't need his full strength; his skills honed during previous trials were enough.
Chen Fan's actions enraged many of the stone golems.
By this time, Chen Fan had already killed his way into the midst of the stone golems' ranks, surrounded on all sides by a dense mass of them.
More stone golems swarmed towards Chen Fan, but he remained calm and unhurried.
Stone golems inherently lacked consciousness, only knowing to kill if an enemy was nearby, without further thought.
Thus, Chen Fan, now in the heart of the stone golem army, moved with ease.
To draw more stone golems, Chen Fan weaved left and right.
One strike, then another.
Even Bai Lin now looked at him with idolizing eyes. After all, not everyone possessed such skill and power to be so formidable, especially while carrying her and slaughtering enemies.
Chen Fan's actions had undoubtedly bolstered the morale of the District Seven forces against the overwhelming might of the stone golems.
The roars of battle from District Seven grew louder, their war cries more intense than those of the stone golems.
Gradually, District Seven gained the upper hand.
And as the last stone golem fell.
"We won!!!!" someone shouted.
The cheers of the entire District Seven erupted in response.
"Bai Lin, we won..." Chen Fan whispered softly, carrying her on his back.
At this moment, Bai Lin was so awestruck by Chen Fan that she was speechless, filled only with admiration and reverence. According to Bai Lin's count, Chen Fan alone had shattered over three thousand stone golems. This was solely his achievement.
However, the battlefield was not without its casualties and injuries.
Bai Lin looked back. The number of people from District Seven still standing on the platform was less than two thousand.
Yet, the smiles of victory and the joy of survival among these two thousand were incomparable to anything else.
The casualties among District Seven's Golden Core stage cultivators were even more severe.
Their numbers, initially over fifty, rapidly dwindled to fewer than ten survivors, and Yun Meng himself had nearly died in this battle.
Fortunately, he was saved by the last breath of his companions.
The remaining cultivators began to collect the bodies of their fallen comrades.
At this moment, a voice echoed from the sky.
"Well done, you are true warriors." As the words finished.
A white light appeared.
The severely injured members suddenly recovered from all their wounds, but those who had already died did not awaken.
Yun Meng also regained consciousness from his injuries.
Standing up, Yun Meng looked at the remaining Golden Core cultivators and the scattered corpses.
Yun Meng knew that from this day forward, his District Seven would likely fall to the twelfth district.
Anger simmered within him. "Why was I sent to take on this mission? Why are only eight Golden Core cultivators left from District Seven?" he roared furiously.
"True Master Chaotian! Please appear quickly! Can you exchange these one to two thousand surviving weaklings for Golden Core cultivators?!"
With that, Yun Meng burst into a desperate cry.
The one to two thousand surviving members, upon hearing Yun Meng's words, instantly changed their expressions...
Yun Meng's words conveyed no sentiment for the ordinary members or those below the Golden Core stage, even wishing to trade the weak for the strong he spoke of.
At this moment, Bai Lin looked at Yun Meng with utter disdain.
And then, Chen Fan finally couldn't hold back his rage any longer!
With an angry tone, he reprimanded loudly.
"Do you think it's your credit that you managed to keep eight Golden Core cultivators alive?"
"Do you think you would have survived this long without the protection of these so-called weaklings you speak of?"
"People like you are not fit to be their leader, nor are you fit to be the administrator of District Seven."
"You people have no bottom line for power! People like you deserve to die!!"
After Chen Fan finished his tirade, he let out a breath.
Bai Lin's gaze towards Chen Fan grew even brighter.
"Isn't this the leader everyone wishes for?" Bai Lin mused to herself.
However, a few members of District Seven, upon hearing this, actually cheered loudly.
That's right, these were all people! Although they didn't possess the same profound qi, they had valiantly held the line. If not for them, Yun Meng's corpse would be unknown by now.
They were humans, and they had backbone and dignity. After all, ordinary people who had never been on a battlefield were now men with a fighting spirit.
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Hearing these words, Yun Meng's shouting abruptly stopped.
He slowly stood up.
"Just a few of you, and you think you can rebel?" Yun Meng looked at those who had cheered, as well as Chen Fan.
"A mere guard favored by Bai Lin dares to insult me like this. Don't think I won't kill you!!" The always arrogant Yun Meng moved swiftly past the few cheering ordinary members of District Seven and instantly appeared before Chen Fan.
The figures behind him fell in response.