Chapter 201: He is the Army Master!


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    The moment Asher got out of the car, Samuel’s confidence inted exponentially.


    If it weren’t for his arms, already broken by White Mitchell, and the crushed leg bones, he would have loved to stand up and p White Mitchell twice across the face.


    He knew who Asher was, the pir of their Sayon War Department!


    He’d held the title of War King for ten years, the Titled Fierce Ape!


    This was a bona fide Titled War King. With him here, White Mitchell was doomed!


    However, just as Samuel thought his luck was about to turn, a stone-faced White Mitchell stomped down on his other leg.


    With a crack, the sound of another bone shattering entered his ears.


    Soon the agonizing pain surged through his body, straining his face and causingrge cold beads of sweat to roll down. He nearly passed out from the pain.


    “Ahhh…!”


    Samuel’s wailing echoed throughout the Weiden Family Vi, reminiscent of a ughtered pig. Onlookers might have guessed that the Weiden Family was preparing a roasted pig dinner.


    “Commander, save me…Commander, if you don’t act now, I will really die…” Samuel pleaded in agony.


    Strangely, since getting out of the car, Asher had stayed motionless, as if he hadn’t heard Samuel’s pleas or seen his torment.


    At that moment, White Mitchell was standing on Samuel’s lower leg, towering over him and watching Asher standing beside the military vehicle, looking like a stone Buddha.


    His face was nk, showing no emotional response at all to themander of the Sayon armed forces. It was as if he didn’t consider Asher a threat at all.


    Observing this, the two to three dozen Martial Arts Soldiers all appeared stunned.


    A thought of unease simultaneously crossed their minds.


    Could it be that White Mitchell was intending to challenge theirmander, Asher?


    It seemed impossible. After all, theirmander was a true Titled War King. He was a match for only a handful in all of Sayon.


    They still remembered thepetitional confrontation two years ago with the Nezzimand center, Asher had managed to hold out against Azure Dragon, from the White War Department, for over ten rounds.


    Even though he ultimately lost.


    But that in itself was proof of Asher’s prowess.


    The one who he had faced was the Titled War King Azure Dragon, a legend from the White War Department!


    All five War Kings of the White War Department had titles. Even a typical Titled War King was no match for them.


    Every bit of their strength had been honed and sharpened in the mes of battle, making them far stronger than their counterparts.


    A typical Titled War King could not endure more than ten rounds against them and even that would be considered remarkable.


    But Asher managed to hold out for seventeen rounds against Azure Dragon!


    Didn’t this strength alone signify everything?


    Indeed, White Mitchell had made a significant impression. But they didn’t believe that White Mitchell could sway Asher’s strength.


    However, just as they thought White Mitchell was no match for Asher, they bore witness to a scene that gave them chills.


    They saw theirmander, an exalted figure in their eyes, slowly bow, raise his arms, and perform a military salute towards White Mitchell with a solemn expression.


    At this moment, the respect on Asher’s face was utmost, treating White Mitchell as though he was an authoritative figure.


    Then, everyone heard him say in a strong and resolute tone, “My name is Asher, from the Sayon armed forces! Reporting to the Lord Military Master! Awaiting instruction from the Master!”.


    What…?


    The sound of Asher’s voice was akin to a deep-sea bomb, exploding in the minds of everyone present, stirring up a storm of shock and terror!


    At that instance, the faces of all the Martial Arts Soldiers present turned pale, reflecting an iparable shock.


    Asher’s statements echoed relentlessly in their minds, repeatedly bombarding their brains, over and over, assaulting their psychological defenses.


    This is the Army Master! A true Army Master!!!


    Wow!


    A wave of astonishment escaped the mouths of those soldiers, their eyes widened, their hearts beat uneasily, almost like they were ready to jump out of their throats.


    Shocked to their core, every Martial Arts Soldier present stared, their faces reflecting utter disbelief.


    The Army Master! The literal meaning being the Master of the Three Armies!


    In the entire Dragon Realm, not more than ten individuals could im the title of Army Master!


    And these ten individuals were incredibly stunning entities, truly the ones who stood above the masses and just below the top.


    Such a young Army Master like White Mitchell, was a sole existence in the Dragon Realm!


    White, his name is White Mitchell, and he is also an Army Master.


    By now, his identity was clear as day!


    White Army Master!


    This is the Supreme Military Lord of Dragon Realm, anointed by the Elders’ House itself, superior to the Three Armies above all, the unparalleled White Army Master!


    Boom!


    Those who had reacted felt like they were in a world that had be eerily quiet, so quiet that they didn’t dare to breathe a mouthful of air.


    For a while, a wave of suffocation overwhelmed everyone.


    Eventually, the soldiers copsed onto the ground, their legs softened to jelly, and the cold sweat flowed like a storm, soaking their clothes in an instant.


    By this point, the person who was in the absolute worst state of waiting was undisputedly Samuel, who was now terrified underneath the foot of White Mitchell.


    Indeed, what everyone else could think of, he had thought of too.


    The name White Mitchell contained the word ‘White’, and his immediate superior, Asher, referred to him as the Army Master.


    Is this not obvious enough?


    However, the information Samuel previously received mentioned that White Mitchell was nothing more than a penniless ex-prisoner. Who the hell could rte White Mitchell to the White Army Master of War Department?


    At this point, Samuel felt bitter within, feeling chills like a cold wind blowing through him, wishing he could hide himself in a hole and bury himself alive.


    This is the White Army Master, bestowed the title of Supreme Military Lord of the Dragon Realm by the Elders’ House itself!


    War Zone Asura, King of Aerial Warfare, Human Pluto…


    Were all these weighty titles not enough to testify his strength?


    Yet, he was being reckless moments before, shouting in front of such a supreme existence, even arresting the man’s foster mother and severely torturing her.


    Hans Weiden, you fucking caused my doom!!!


    A mournful expression appeared on Samuel’s face as he pleaded in a shivering voice, “Lord Military Master, I was wrong. I, Samuel, admit my mistake. I truly realize my mistake.


    I was instigated by Hans Weiden, I didn’t know anything. Please forgive me, Lord Military Master, I was wrong, I really understand my mistake.


    I won’t dare to act like this in the future, I will never dare again, in the future, I will definitely be honest and…”.


    Contrary to Samuel’s pleas, White Mitchell gave him a detached look, and with a cold voice he responded, “In your next life maybe!”.