Legendary Armament Canon

Meng Bai's tone was uncertain. An imperial cauldron breaking, such a thing had never happened before.

Before this, it hadn't even occurred to him that the imperial cauldrons could be damaged.

After all, with the sturdiness of the imperial cauldrons, even first-rank martial artists with heaven-grade weapons couldn't damage them.

"If that's the case, won't the people of the Demon Realm come directly to our Great Xia?" Zhou Shu continued.

Meng Bai frowned. Although such a thing was almost impossible, as a general, he immediately considered how he should respond if it happened.

Countless methods of arranging troops flashed through his mind. Meng Bai finally let out a long sigh.

He realized that no matter how he arranged the troops, there was only one outcome.

Great Xia would disappear from this world.

Not only Great Xia, but all ten nations would probably become history.

In the face of absolute strength, there was no room for any schemes.

"I hope this never happens." Meng Bai sighed.

Zhou Shu pursed his lips inwardly. That might not be the case.

It almost happened not long ago.

Although he and Xu Shi had worked together to repair Great Qin's imperial cauldron last time, Zhou Shu could tell that it was still covered in cracks. It might shatter at any moment.

It was only a matter of time.

If it was as Meng Bai had said⁠—as long as one of the Ten Imperial Cauldrons broke and the seal disappeared, the ten nations would face the invasion of the Demon Realm.

It would be a very big problem.

Zhou Shu hesitated for a moment but still didn't tell Meng Bai the truth.

Great Qin's imperial cauldron could shatter at any moment. Once this news broke, the world would probably be in chaos.

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Zhou Shu didn't want to face a chaotic world of fighting.

I have to talk to the Qin emperor sometime, Zhou Shu thought.

"We don't have to worry unnecessarily," Meng Bai continued. "The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is dangerous, but it's also an opportunity. Without blood, one cannot become a true warrior.

"With the experience of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, the soldiers will all grow into pillars of the country…"

Meng Bai stood at the height of the country to consider the problem, but Zhou Shu couldn't be bothered to think too much about it.

"Great General, I heard from Shi Songtao that if our Great Xia's forgers participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, they will participate as workshops?" Zhou Shu asked.

"That's right." Meng Bai nodded. "The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is a chaotic war. Every team needs a workshop to support them."

"Understood," Zhou Shu said. "In that case, can I decide which team to support?"

Meng Bai was slightly taken aback. "Of course."

After all, Zhou Shu wasn't just the master of the Huaxia Pavilion, but he was also the King of the South.

"What are your requests?" Meng Bai asked.

"Nothing special. Just give me the team with the most combat missions."

…

In the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, the situation on the battlefield was complicated. Before the battle started, even Meng Bai wouldn't know which team would face the most battles.

After all, the Demon Realm wouldn't attack according to his arrangements.

Therefore, Meng Bai only gave Zhou Shu the information on the Great Xia military forces preparing to participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament and let him choose as he pleased.

As Zhou Shu flipped through the information Meng Ba hadi given him, he discovered many people he knew.

The original commander of the Huben Troops, Cheng Wanli, was actually still alive and was going to participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

Chen Ji, Yin Chengshan, and others were also among them.

His sworn brother, Mi Ziwen, was also participating.

And someone he hadn't expected—Sun Gongping!

When Zhou Shu had just returned from Great Qin, he had gone to the Marquis Weiyuan residence to see Sun Gongping. But Sun Gongping wasn't there. According to Marquis Weiyuan, Sun Gongping had run off to train.

Unexpectedly, he was also participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

Zhou Shu had never interacted much with the Demon Executing Army of the three armies of Great Xia. The Country Protector Army and Demon Executing Army both had people participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

Zhou Shu did a simple count. There were at least 100,000 people participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

If the ten nations were all on this scale, it would be close to a million people.

A million soldiers participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament at the same time was really terrifying.

Interesting. Lu Wenshuang is actually participating.

I have to stay away from her. This woman is a battle maniac. I wonder which man can handle her.

Zhou Shu flipped through the information Meng Bai had given him. Then flames burned in his hands and burned the information to ashes.

These were all military secrets. If not for his special status, Meng Bai wouldn't have told him.

There's a lot of troops to choose from.

Zhou Shu rubbed his glabella.

I won't choose for now. I'll think about it when the time comes. The Demon Realm sounds like a very interesting place. If demonic beasts can take human form, doesn't that mean that there are demonic females? I wonder if there would be a Lady Bai1…

Zhou Shu chuckled.

Somewhere in Great Xia, Sun Gongping stood up from his half-squatting position and turned around with a solemn expression. "The blood is still warm. He just died not long ago. We should be able to catch up to him soon!"

Behind Sun Gongping were a few other people.

These people were all dressed in martial attire. Their auras were robust, and killing intent appeared between their eyes.

"These guys are a handful," Sun Gongping said.