Eli Dazaton paused for a moment, as if thinking about the language.
"...I have also heard of some deeds about you, and the alliance you established, but as you said, our identity cannot be removed. Even if your alliance is willing to accept us, the Empire will not allow it, nor will the Court of Justice."
Soshiyang smiled and his eyes moved slightly.
"Oh, of course, this option is indeed not feasible, but I have another suggestion-"
After hearing Soshiyan's words, Eli Dazaton opened his mouth slightly and his eyes widened, even the warrior behind him.
But Kayang just chuckled and turned around and opened a portal.
Before entering, he only threw down one sentence.
"That's so bold."
"you--"
Eli Dazaton takes two steps back.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
"Of course I know that I have been defending the empire from beginning to end. Not long ago, I just finished a small thing at hand, but unfortunately it is not perfect."
"It's not long before Huron's incident."
The name came out of Eli Dazaton like the hissing of a poisonous snake, as if he wanted to spit out a filthy word.
"......Now he has become the most sinister traitor."
"I taught Huron twice, and there will be many more in the future until I cut off his head, but what I want to say is that Huron did not correct his position from the beginning of taking over the battle, so that his former beliefs were distorted by reality, which eventually led to his mind and body being corrupted... The leader of the Marakin Warrior of the Cryptocrat is my friend, and I know better than you. I am not Huron, the Astral Knights are not Star Claws. We will never confront any organization of the Empire, and we will never betray the Empire... For you, this situation is only temporary. The curse of the Crimson Sword has been broken. All you need is waiting for a future opportunity to restore your status and reputation."
I don't know if Soshiyan's words really touched Eli Dazardon, who was already at the end of the road. He stood there with a tangled and hesitant expression, and the soldiers behind him looked at me and I looked at you, but there was no idea.
After about ten seconds of silence, Eli Dazaton, the fourth company commander of the Crimson Sword, made a decision.
"If you want to lead us, you must be recognized by the Council of Swords."
"oh?"
Soshi raised his eyebrows.
"In this case, you still retain the team's decision-making body?"
"This is the tradition of the Crimson Sword. Even if there are only ten people left, they will form the Council of Swords."
Soshiyang nodded.
"So how should I get your approval?"
Eli Dazaton stared at him with sharp eyes.
“It’s very simple—”
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“Too slow!”
Soshyan flashed through a punch that was enough to knock a hole in his forehead, slamming his fist into the opponent's nose.
He savored the temperature of the blood splashing on his face, then continued to attack, hitting his opponent's head back with an uppercut, then quickly stepped forward, and threw the opponent heavily in a grappling posture.
The saber on the opposite side collapsed to the ground without consciousness, with blood on his nose and face.
"Next."
Soshiyan stood firmly in the center of the duel cage, and this metal high platform filled the space of the entire low hall. The brazier burning with charcoal fire surrounds its raised edge, casting a flickering light on its surface, and the shadows of weapons and equipment draw interlaced lines on the perfect circle of the stone.
Four stone sculptures protruded from the wall on all sides. The first one was not wearing armor and swords, but was wearing only a simple robe, the second one was fully armed, holding a sharp blade in his hand, the third one held a huge shield, and the fourth one roared with scars all over his body.
These four statues represent the understanding of the four key elements of combat by the soldiers of the Crimson Swordsman, namely: flexibility, offense, defense, and will.
Soshyan will defeat the representatives of the 10 Sword Council in this training hall to prove his ability to lead the broken Crimson Sword.
"Who is the next one?"
He turned around and turned his eyes to the other Crimson Swords gathered here, while his Terminator Guard lined up on one side to watch.
"I'll do it!"
A man roared and jumped into the battle cage, and Soshiyang then turned to the left to avoid a stabbing sword light.
Then he used his arm armor to block the sword's edge, and his other hand directly crossed the attacking weapon, pressing his finger into the attacker's throat.
The warrior released his weapons under suffocation.
"Next time remember to use some fake moves to hide your intentions."
Soshiyang said with a smile, holding the other person's neck firmly, and suddenly swept his leg to the other person's heel, allowing him to fall down with a bang.
The warrior got up and jumped out of the gladiator cage in shame.
"It's too slow to go up one by one, so you might as well have a few more."
"Okay! Then let's take a look at your strength in Captain Soshiyang!"
The two brothers of the Council of Swords then roared and jumped into the gladiator cage, one of them holding a battle axe and the other holding a war hammer.
Soshiyang finally drew out his sword and directly faced two opponents.
The two have a very high tacit understanding. The hammer holder continues to oppress Soshiyang's position, while the axe holder continues to make rapid strikes while Soshiyang dodges.
Soon, two more deeper chop marks were added to Soshiyang's left sword and right arm.
In fact, the other party was not completely flawed, but Soshiyang hoped to leave a deeper impression on the sabers, so he planned to "one force to reduce ten times."
He suddenly grabbed the falling warhammer, and when the other party was surprised, he snatched the warhammer, then hit the original owner of the weapon, smashed his breastplate, and directly knocked the saber off the platform.
"Sorry, but later everyone will get a brand new Power A."
Soshyan showed a victorious smile and ran into the axe-holding warrior and continued his battle.
He first opened the opponent's axe with his sword, then wrapped his arms around the opponent's shoulders, and directly twisted the man to the ground. When the opponent was struggling to get up, Soshiyang hit his opponent's face like a hammer.
The warrior was still very stubborn and tried in vain to break free, and the armored servo splashed with debris under Soshiyan's pressure.
Zhisuoshiyan lifted him up and threw him into the audience before he really gave up, spat and threw away his weapon.
Soshiyang stood up, blood dripping from his face, but he just stretched his muscles and bones freely.
Between the elasticity and tightness, he could feel every muscle in his body, feeling so... fresh and vivid.
After becoming the commander of the battle, it was a long time ago that he had a lot of fun fighting with his blood brothers. Everyone... respected him too much, so they were always restrained when they started. This situation would only be more serious after he became the acting commander of the legion. Only Talossol and others can practice normally with him from time to time.
But they... are not Soshiyang's blood brothers after all.