Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2753: 2752: Trump Card Preparation

Dugu Tian, Heavenly Envoy of the Dragon Country War Department, flashed a hint of astonishment in his gaze, which rapidly shifted to burning eagerness.

Curiosity gripped him as he keenly awaited the gifts Lin Dong would bestow upon these troops.

His powerful voice boomed like thunder right then, calling out names one by one.

With each name uttered, a faint quiver accompanied it, acknowledging the prowess of those soon to be summoned.

“Ye Linglong, Xiao Hongyu, Zeng Daniu, Chen Pohu…”

Every individual named—be they martial artists versed in supreme techniques or regular soldiers with remarkable talents—felt pulled by some unseen power, standing up from their spots.

Firm and resolute steps carried them to the square's heart.

Pride and excitement lit their faces, honored to stand as the War Department's champions in the Warrior Competition!

They anticipated the 'guidance' from Lin Dong, a supreme authority.

Eighteen in all!

These eighteen formed the cream of the Dragon Country War Department Base, the top fighters in their tiers, serving as this event's delegates.

One among them looked unremarkable yet was a veteran soldier, battle-tested, shrewd, and brave, excelling amid thousands, possessing a warrior's valor, hailed as the “King of Soldiers.”

Four Gold-Realm Martial Artists spanned early to peak stages, each embodying the pinnacle of Gold-Realm power, their auras contained but piercing, every inhale carrying the might of heaven and earth.

Four Martial Arts Masters followed, their gazes profound like bottomless voids, exuding sect master vibes in every move, unbeatable summits in their levels.

The four Martial Arts Sect Masters loomed like majestic peaks, forming the unyielding spine of the Dragon Country War Department Base, idols revered by countless martial artists.

Last came five Earth Realm Martial Artists, their presence subtly transcending the mortal, each footfall echoing with the ground's pulse, their power immeasurable.

These eighteen shone like brilliant stars clustering, their radiance dazzling.

In their eyes burned admiration and awe for Lin Dong, mingled with a drive to shatter personal boundaries.

Lin Dong swept his eyes over them, his stare piercing straight to their cores, his tone firm and commanding:

“You represent the finest of the Dragon Country War Department’s Extraterrestrial Base, unmatched in your ranks, yet this marks just the start. Across this immense extraterrestrial arena, powerhouses abound; true supremacy in your tier alone brings ultimate glory to the Dragon Country War Department Base.”

“Tomorrow's foes mirror you—the peak warriors from other nations’ war zones.”

“Vanquish them to seize the Dragon Country War Department’s rightful triumph…”

Lin Dong’s declaration unleashed a wave of unseen pressure and inspiration, gripping every heart. The path ahead loomed tougher, yet their inner fire roared hotter.

His every phrase sowed seeds in their souls, igniting their blood.

Ye Linglong declared amid them, “Fight to the death, surely win honor for the Dragon Country War Department!”

Shouts rose in unison.

“Fight to the death!”

“Fight to the death!”

The roars thundered, rousing fellow soldiers too. The banquet morphed into a pre-battle war cry assembly.

Battle fervor surged through all!

Such was the essence of extraterrestrial battlefield soldiers; fear never touched them, ever primed to guard national pride with their lives.

Lin Dong eyed them intently, his voice grave: “This fight demands no needless sacrifices. Survival is my order to you all!”

“Survive until victory!”

Lin Dong’s command whipped up a storm of emotion, cresting feelings once more.

Unyielding resolve laced his words, sparking wild fervor and zeal never felt before.

Admiration and reverence for Lin Dong swelled in their stares!

Now Lin Dong pressed on:

“The Warrior Competition bars no methods. Poisons, schemes, forbidden arts—all permitted. Victory reigns supreme.”

“I’m certain other nations’ war departments arm their fighters with trump cards. These hold the key.”

“They often seal the result. A superior trump card boosts winning odds immensely.”

“Tomorrow, each of you eighteen receives a trump card from me. Deploy it wisely as needed.”

Lin Dong’s assurance sparked gleaming eyes brimming with hope.

They trusted his trump cards would prove extraordinary, pivotal for reversing fates in the contest.

Dugu Tian nodded gravely upon hearing, fully recognizing Lin Dong’s might and insight, offering no dissent.

“Thank you, War God Lin.”

Respect and thanks tinged Dugu Tian’s tone, aware of Lin Dong’s boundless toil for the Dragon Country War Department Base’s glory.

Lin Dong waved lightly, a calm smile gracing his lips,

“Senior Dugu, as a War Department member, this is my duty.”

His words brimmed with loyalty and duty to the War Department, touching all present deeply.

Post-feast, Lin Dong clutched the eighteen’s dossiers, striding purposefully to his quarters.

A precise strategy brewed in his mind, crafting ideal trump cards matched to their traits and powers.

Night fell deeper, his chamber aglow.

Lin Dong perched at the desk, eyes keen, fingers flying across keys.

He delved into each profile—combat styles, mastered arts, traits, flaws—scrutinizing all.

Victory hunger, comrade care, and future hopes filled his spirit.

Hours slipped by silently, night outside thickening, yet Lin Dong pressed on undaunted at the desk.

Aware his choices could sway lives in combat and the Dragon Country War Department Base’s prestige.

Thus he spared no effort, pouring toil and genius into every trump card scheme.

His dedication far exceeded expectations for one of his caliber.

Undoubtedly, rival nations’ war departments readied trump cards for their entrants.

But who crafting theirs could rival Lin Dong?

Lin Dong, pinnacle expert shy of Secondary Ancestor! His arts rivaled even that realm.

No trump card from another could match those forged by such a mastermind.