Chapter 2129 - 2122: Sorry, I Used Too Much Force

"Er... could your name be a bit shorter? I’m afraid others might not remember it well, and it could be a bit troublesome to call out," the General said, a few sweat lines appearing on his forehead. As someone born as a slave, he’s understandable in taking such an unusual name for himself.

"Then let’s keep it simple, Zhang Menglong," Zhang Menglong shrugged.

"Hmm, this name is much catchier. From today onwards, you will be my sixth deputy general!" General Xiwat said to someone beside him, "Go and register Deputy Zhang’s information, applying for his senior citizenship directly under my name. Erase any past-related records of him."

"Yes, General!" The person who looked like a logistical officer walked away with orders.

"What? The sixth? Doesn’t that make me an ’old sixth’?" Zhang Menglong didn’t pay attention to the latter half of the statement, focusing solely on being the sixth deputy.

Zhang Menglong originally planned to leave quickly to find his elders back home, but then he thought perhaps it wouldn’t be a bad idea to first understand some basic situations of this world.

As the most important force of a country, the military surely makes it easier for him to access certain intelligence, so now he changed his mind and decided to stay in this place for a while.

"Thank you, General, for the honor," Zhang Menglong knew well what he needed to display at this moment. Although being the sixth, it sounded like it indeed had a fairly good position on the battlefield.

"Hmm," the General nodded contentedly, "I’ve been leading troops for hundreds of years, and it’s the first time I see a transcender emerging among slaves. You’re simply a miracle."

Among slaves, occasionally a few beginners might appear, which was already very exceptional. At least in the history of the Mansha Kingdom, there had never been a slave-born becoming a transcender.

The current transcenders either came from noble families’ descendants or seasoned warriors. Most slaves on the battlefield became wraiths after a few small-scale skirmishes.

Zhang Menglong said nothing, merely smiled silently.

"Menglong, when did you discover you had this kind of power?" Xiwat asked curiously.

"I have no idea," Zhang Menglong made up, "Today on the battlefield, I was suddenly knocked out by a force, and when I woke up, I found an incredible power within me."

"Oh?" Xiwat’s expression grew more curious, "Your potential suddenly being awakened to have such control shows your soul rank is quite high, at least Second Grade Soul, possibly even reaching Third Grade!"

In Xiwat’s eyes, Zhang Menglong now was like an uncut gem, he himself being a transcender, also just Second Grade Soul.

Being familiar with his power was a very lengthy process, impossible to be accomplished in one go.

Zhang Menglong not only mastered this power in a short time but also utilized it to this degree, especially those energy wings that even he felt inferior.

Given Zhang Menglong’s slave origins, he hadn’t undergone any proper training, so the only explanation could be his soul rank being unusually high, granting such extraordinary gifts.

If the kingdom could have someone with a soul rank reaching Third Grade, then soon enough they might have a Third Stage Transcender, possibly even a Fourth Stage Transcender.

Thinking of this, Xiwat looked at Zhang Menglong with growing admiration.

"General Xiwat, I heard a transcender has emerged from our Slave Camp?" Just as the General and Zhang Menglong were talking merrily, a burly man walked into the training ground, his voice loud, especially putting extra emphasis on the word "slave."

Zhang Menglong frowned, with his rich experience in acting superior, he instantly detected that this person was likely here to cause trouble.

"Menglong, let me introduce you; this is my second deputy general, Boris Gang," General Xiwat introduced, "His grandfather was also a seasoned warrior, a Second Stage Transcender. His grandfather is old now and sent him here for some years of training. Maybe not long, and he’ll be capable enough to stand on his own."

"Boris Gang, his name is Zhang Menglong. From now on, you need to cooperate with each other so we can quickly win this war."

The deputy named Boris Gang clearly didn’t regard Zhang Menglong highly, "General, I heard you’ve made him the sixth deputy. Isn’t it inappropriate for someone born as a slave?"

"Hey, nobody can choose their origins, contributing to the country depends on ability, not birth," Xiwat said, "and Menglong’s strength is formidable, his soul rank might be Third Grade."

"Third Grade Soul Rank? Him?" Boris Gang was clearly unconvinced, as the descendant of a noble family, he’s merely a Second Grade Junior Soul Rank. If he were inferior to a slave, it’d be a joke.

"Deputy Zhang, I heard you recently displayed great prowess on the battlefield. I feel a bit itchy, how about a spar?" Boris Gang proposed.

"Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?" Xiwat being a General naturally wasn’t stupid, Boris Gang had both gift and background, but was arrogant, having no tolerance for unfairness.

Even if Zhang Menglong had exceptional talent, he’d just awakened to his power, how could he possibly be a match for the well-trained Boris Gang?

"General, since Deputy Boris Gang wants a spar, let’s go ahead, it will let me understand the difference between someone born as a slave and these noble generals," Zhang Menglong replied sarcastically.

"Well..." Now Zhang Menglong had actively accepted the challenge, Xiwat wasn’t sure what to say, "Since that’s the case, spar gently, especially you, Boris Gang, don’t go heavy-handed."

"Understood, General Xiwat!" Boris Gang looked at Zhang Menglong, licking his lips, "Come, you go first, let me see just how formidable a transcender with a Third Grade Soul Rank is."

"Deputy Boris Gang, please be careful," Zhang Menglong said, "I’ve been a slave from childhood, often doing heavy and rough work, so my strength is a bit greater."

"Hahaha, coincidentally, I also have some natural strength, you go ahead and try."

"Then I won’t hold back!" Zhang Menglong suddenly surged with power, and the unexpected speed made Boris Gang’s pupils enlarge suddenly, his eyes couldn’t keep up with Zhang Menglong’s pace!

When he once again clearly saw Zhang Menglong, Zhang Menglong was already at his side, a kick aimed at his waist.

Boris Gang hurriedly blocked with his arm, but a mighty force came, he couldn’t even respond, his body flying like a broken kite.

"Boom!" He flew into the crowd of warriors watching, smashing into a group like bowling pins.

"Oops, sorry, used a bit too much strength, Deputy Boris Gang, are you alright?"