I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield Chapter 742 - 529: Sparring, Beastman Royal Family_3

All of them were in the same predicament, labeled as 'inmates' seeking atonement through acts of valor. Xue Wuyang's remarkable display ignited a fervent hope within them; having such a formidable leader was, indeed, a stroke of luck.

Before the gaze of countless observers, Xue Wuyang drew back the Spiritual Energy that enveloped him. The Azure Dragon Transformation form dissipated, the azure scales vanished, and his eyes reverted to their natural state.

Clutching the spear he wielded, he strode purposefully towards the dais. Standing before Qin Tian, he respectfully presented the spear with both hands, bowing slightly, his head lowered. "General, the mission is completed with honor," he declared.

His personal armaments had been confiscated by the Empire upon his incarceration; as a convicted criminal, he was naturally barred from reclaiming such possessions.

The spear he now grasped was a temporary loan from Qin Tian, bestowed just prior to the engagement. With the mission concluded, it was only proper to return the weapon to its rightful owner.

"There is no need. This spear is now yours," Qin Tian stated, a casual wave of his hand accompanying his calm words.

At these words, Xue Wuyang's entire frame quivered. He looked up sharply, an expression of profound joy, too intense for words, flashing in his eyes.

Only those who had truly wielded this spear could fully comprehend its magnificence. The weapon possessed extraordinary resilience, flawlessly channeling one's wind and thunder Spiritual Energy, even amplifying its potency significantly.

Compared to his former firearms, this was akin to simple scrap iron.

Even the bespoke weaponry cherished by descendants of Noble Families paled in comparison to the spear now in his possession.

Yet, following the surge of elation, a wave of apprehension surfaced.

Having only recently come under Qin Tian's command and being unfamilar with the General's temperament, he hesitated to accept such a priceless Divine Weapon so readily.

Xue Wuyang lowered his head once more, his voice laced with caution. "General, this spear is far too valuable. I cannot possibly accept it."

"Keep it," Qin Tian replied with a light smile. "I possess an abundance of such weapons; one more or less hardly makes a difference."

This was no empty boast.

Previously, within the Ice God Treasure Vault, he had acquired a considerable cache of Divine Weapons. Over time, utilizing the Power of the Martial Immortal, he had refined and consolidated them. Each weapon had successfully awakened its own spirit, resulting in a substantial enhancement of their overall capabilities.

At this juncture, Xue Wuyang was merely making preliminary contact with the spear, its spirit not yet fully recognizing him. Once he became more attuned and integrated with the weapon, earning the spirit's acknowledgment, he would truly grasp that he had significantly underestimated its latent power.

Witnessing this, Xue Wuyang offered no further resistance. He spoke with solemn deference:

"Thank you, General."

Qin Tian nodded, his gaze shifting to the Barbarian Warriors assembled below the stage. The sparring match had concluded with Xue Wuyang's triumph, and he felt confident that the new instructor's prior display was ample proof to sway the Barbarian Warriors.

However, a single bout was insufficient.

He announced in a clear voice:

"That exchange was quite compelling. Next, any who wish to demonstrate their prowess may step forward."

The declaration sent a palpable shift through the atmosphere.

Particularly within the Zuiyu camp, a fierce, eager glint appeared in many eyes.

They understood implicitly that their potential to shorten their sentences and attain freedom hinged significantly upon earning General Qin's favor.

And this moment presented the prime opportunity to showcase their abilities.

"I volunteer!"

"Include me!"

Several confident Spiritualists ascended, some engaging in duels amongst themselves, while others chose to spar with equally eager Barbarian Warriors.

The contests on the platform continued unabated, Qin Tian quietly observing each participant's performance, making mental notes of those who exhibited potential.

An hour elapsed, yet the combat persisted, the ambiance of the training grounds growing progressively more intense.

At this juncture, Li Qi received a communication. Upon accessing it, his expression altered subtly, and he swiftly approached Qin Tian, whispering into his ear.

Capturing his words, Qin Tian's brow furrowed involuntarily.

"Eternal Ice Worms, a lineage among the nine Royal Families of the Beastmen, have also arrived on Mingwang Planet..."

And not only that, their intentions were patently hostile.