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Guidance

During the meal, Li Juntang specially found two beautiful women to accompany him.

Since ancient times, heroes have always been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women.

Sometimes, a beautiful woman with extraordinary beauty is more attractive than any rare treasures or power or status.

In response to this gesture, Dustin remained calm, neither showing joy nor deliberately rejecting it.

Facing the beautiful woman sitting next to him, he treated her with more respect. It was fine to have a few drinks to warm up the atmosphere, but there was nothing extra.

However, this kind of performance gave Li Juntang a different feeling.

In Li Juntang's opinion, Dustin looked down on the mediocre people around him.

But think about it, considering Dustin's background, how can ordinary beauties shake his heart? It would take some explosive stuff to sway him.

It seems that he has to offer his treasured beauty to test the waters.

After eating and drinking, Li Juntang specially took Dustin to the martial arts training ground in the mansion.

The sun was shining brightly at this moment. In the open-air martial arts arena, more than a hundred armored soldiers were practicing fighting.

These people are strong in physique, profound in cultivation, and full of aura. It is obvious at first glance that they are elite troops carefully selected and rigorously trained.

Any one of them, if picked out at random, would be a colonel or lieutenant in the army.

Dustin glanced around and found that the strength of this elite team was by no means weaker than the West Lucozia Royal Palace Law Enforcement Team.

Among them, the innate warriors are just the starting point, and the two leading generals have even reached the level of martial arts masters.

And he is not just an ordinary master.

This combat power is extremely astonishing no matter where it is placed, and it is more than enough to destroy a wealthy family.

This is most likely Li Juntang’s background.

Of course, this is only what we can see on the surface. We don’t know how many masters are hiding in the dark.

Being able to stand out from the other princes and become a strong contender for the throne, he should not be underestimated.

"Brother Logan, what do you think of my soldiers? Are they worthy of your liking?" Li Juntang asked with a smile.

He brought Dustin to the martial arts arena to deliberately show his strength and let the other party know that he has a strong foundation.

This can also be considered a disguised form of winning over.

"Yes, they are all elites who can defeat hundreds of enemies with one person, and their combat power is extremely strong."

Dustin nodded and praised: "I didn't expect that the Third Prince's mansion has such a powerful force. I really admire it."

"Hey! This is just a team I formed casually on a whim. It's not worthy of being put on a formal occasion." Li Juntang smiled.

"Your Highness is too modest. The team you casually assembled is no worse than many sects with hundreds of years of history."

He was not just bragging. There were two powerful masters leading the team, plus more than ten half-step masters, and hundreds of innate masters.

This combat power exceeds that of many major sects.

The most crucial thing is that these soldiers recruited by Li Juntang have undergone special training. Without any restraint, they cooperate with each other to double their killing power. They are absolutely not something that ordinary martial arts forces can contend with.

"Brother Logan, my soldiers still need some training. Since you are here, why don't you train them for me and let them see what it means that there are always people better than you." Li Juntang took the initiative to make an invitation.

Showing strength to Dustin is one thing, and taking the opportunity to train troops is another.

Although his soldiers were experienced in combat, they had also fought against the top warriors in the world.

Now that he has Dustin as a whetstone, he naturally has to make use of it.

"Your Highness, this is not right." Dustin seemed a little hesitant.

These soldiers are Li Juntang's treasures. If they are injured, it would be a waste of time and effort.

"Well! It's just a few fights, and no weapons will be used. You can just give me some guidance. My soldiers are a little too arrogant. It would be very helpful to let them suffer a little." Li Juntang smiled indifferently.

"Since Your Highness said so, I will practice with them." Dustin no longer refused.

With his intelligence, he could naturally see Li Juntang's intention.

I have to admit that the other party is really shrewd and did not forget to exploit his value at this time.

"That's very true."

Li Juntang smiled slightly, then walked forward and clapped his hands lightly.

The soldiers who had just been practicing fighting hard stopped immediately.

"Ah, ah!"

A burly and bearded general immediately shouted.

In just two breaths, the formation that was just disorganized had been completely restored to order.

Each soldier stood like a javelin, with sharp eyes and powerful aura.

"The leading general is Zhang He, and the deputy general beside him is Wu Yong."

Li Juntang pointed at the burly bearded general, then pointed at the lean deputy general holding a spear next to him, and gave a brief introduction to Dustin.

"Greetings, Your Highness! I wonder what instructions Your Highness has?!"

Zhang He strode forward and saluted with his fists clasped.

"This is Mr. Rhys, an expert among experts. Please select a few people and ask Mr. Rhys to give them some guidance." Li Juntang instructed.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Zhang He turned his gaze to Dustin, his brows slightly raised, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

It was obvious that he did not agree with the master that Li Juntang mentioned.

How can a guy who looks so weak as to not even tie a chicken have the ability to compete with these elite soldiers of his? - Ton

Comments

Anonymous said…
This will be epic! :-)
Anonymous said…
Hahaha they will see dust..
Anonymous said…
Thanks again for the update, Admin TON

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