Chapter 22: Has Shanglu’s cultivation been restored?! (Please keep reading)

“What incredible speed!”

“What ferocious bean soldiers!”

“Heavens, the bean sprouts have gained sentience—they’re going to eat people!”

The white guards who had gathered around the training grounds to watch the spectacle erupted in cries of shock.

They were truly terrified. The speed and strength these bean soldiers displayed, the burst of fighting spirit and momentum, surpassed most of them. If they, the white guards, had to face the bean soldiers, they would likely be defeated in just a few rounds.

Everyone knew the shaman officials were strong, but none had expected the bean soldiers in their hands to be just as formidable.

Sun Ying was also astonished, but soon fell into ecstatic delight.

He saw a bean soldier charging toward Shang Lu, raising its thick bean sprout high. The tip of the sprout became sharp in a flash, resembling a deadly axe that gleamed with a cold, lethal light.

The bean axe swung down at Shang Lu, fast as lightning and with the force of thunder. Its speed and might made Sun Ying feel as though it was no less than his own full strength.

Shang Lu was nothing but a broken man, his cultivation lost—how could he possibly withstand this axe strike? Certain death!

“Hahaha, Shang Lu is doomed!”

Affected by the oppressive heat, Sun Ying’s face twisted into a feverish, manic grin. Yet he knew the training grounds were crowded, and many eyes were watching him—or rather, watching the official position Shang Lu was about to vacate.

He forced himself not to laugh a