Feng Yi originally intended to tell him not to rush, the battle was over, so what was the hurry? Just say what you have to say, why beat around the bush?

However, upon hearing these words, Apophis hesitated no more, and rather than sitting down to slowly think before speaking, he wondered if this wasn't a way to put himself on the spot. It was true that the Legion Commander had always been open-minded and straightforward, never speaking in riddles. Just days before, he had entrusted him with a mission, stating that he could come to him with anything within his capability. But one must remember, the other was a real official.

And what about himself? A school-level officer, in their eyes, he was just a soldier. Perhaps that earlier statement had been made casually, and here he was, shamelessly overstepping his bounds, not knowing when to stop. What to do?

But if it meant his end, so be it. Holding a faint hope, Apophis still decided to speak the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time. It was really a matter of rebuilding Icebird Star and striking at the lawless forces on the remote planets, those unregistered black householders who, backed by hidden sects, wantonly challenged and misbehaved.

As it was known, families like Apophis's were engaged in legal business, with proper business licenses. To have their Martial Arts Hall challenged once meant it had to shut down for a month. To be continuously challenged for a year meant, to put it bluntly, that the martial arts school might as well close its doors.

But these were not the main issues. The Ancient Martial Arts schools had already integrated with Mecha and combat many years ago, transitioned. In other words, if they were to be challenged, it could not merely be a matter of individual combat; there had to be mecha battles as well. After all, for the Ancient Martial Arts families, facing those bizarre and quirky moves from the hidden sects, they had no way of coping.

For example, the Jade Clear Sect and the Nangong Family were called heretical because their disciples behaved unconstrainedly. Whereas orthodox sects like the Yanhuang Soul Holy Hall placed great importance on their reputation, in plain terms, they did not allow disciples to tarnish the image of the sect.

Regrettably, the influence of the hidden sects was too great, and even if the Ancient Martial Arts families banded together, they couldn't provoke those groups. They could either choose single combat, then be defeated and shut down, or still choose single combat, because those people would not reason with them. Any refusal would lead them to intimidate and threaten the students who came to register, using various means. As a result, the businesses of the Ancient Martial Arts families were declining day by day.

Moreover, during times of war, it was feared that not many years would pass before even these Ancient Martial Arts families that stood for hundreds of years would fall one after another...

Therefore, Apophis's dream since childhood was to make a name for himself in the Military Department. As long as he had a certain degree of influence, he might be able to rectify the local security in his own way. But the Military Department was rife with countless factional struggles, and it was not a place an ordinary person could easily get involved.

Apophis even fantasized about leading his own troops back home to punish those villains and rogues, restore local order, and then marry a beautiful bride. But all of this was too difficult to achieve, which was why he had come to see the Legion Commander today...

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's anger flared up! He didn't say anything else and directly asked Apophis how many men he needed. Would 1,000 elite troops be enough? If not, then 2,000, maybe 3,000, or he could just take the 100,000 men of the Flaming Army and assert himself, whatever it took to handle the situation.

Apophis was moved to tears, let alone 1,000 elite troops, even 100 would be sufficient. With the Legion Commander backing you, what was there to fear?

But Feng Yi still allocated 1,000 elite troops to him, and on the next day, they boarded a mid-sized Zeus Shield warship, altering the course to head directly towards Icebird.

Normally, a warship detached on its own would surely be intercepted when passing through the federal star domains, but for Feng Yi, this was just a matter of issuing an order.

And on the distant Icebird Star, to be precise, at the Sherman family's Ancient Martial Arts Hall, a group of disciples from seclusive sects came to provoke wantonly again today. Although their conduct was despicable, if it came to hand-to-hand combat alone, these united Ancient Martial Arts families were indeed no match for those groups, and this included two main reasons.

First: Facing the ever-emerging peculiar moves of the recluse schools, you don't know how to respond, and even the mighty Apophis couldn't gain an advantage over these people.

Second: Due to a change in profession, with the rapid rise of mecha warriors, these families also changed their development directions midway. They integrated the Ancient Martial Arts they mastered with mecha combat, each with its own characteristics.

With the constant Federation wars and the rise of various hermit schools decades ago, their business gradually declined over time. However, these people engaged in legal trade, unlike those who are constantly trying to squeeze you out in the black market.

Initially, these Ancient Martial Arts noble families did not care and were not opposed, on the contrary, several major Ancient Martial Arts families racked their brains to attract their own academies. After all, belonging to the Ancient Martial Arts schools, competition would slowly lead to prosperity.

But not until the recluse schools really took off and infiltrated the local area, unabashedly suppressing these Ancient Martial Arts noble families, did the competing rivals realize the severity of the situation. In the end, they chose to band together for warmth, which was essentially an inter-family referral system.

However, as others rose, even banding together was of no use. In the span of decades, some Ancient Martial Arts noble families fell, while others are still struggling to survive on the brink of exhaustion. The Sherman family is one of the surviving Ancient Martial Arts lineage, relying on a profound heritage to persist to this day. Yet, as time keeps passing by, the Sherman family, which is fading from people's sight, will soon become dust in history.

Of course, these families also sought help from local officials, but many times, it was not something the official police force could involve themselves with. Moreover, the power behind hermit schools is indeed significant, and in recent years, with the local Public Security Bureau chief doing nothing, it has led to their arrogance becoming more rampant.

Today is a sunny weekend with nice weather, and students often choose to register on weekends. Some of these students are from the local area while others are from foreign star regions, unaware of the local situation, all holding the dream of becoming mecha warriors as they venture into Icebird, after all, Icebird Star is known in rumors as a land where Ancient Martial Arts prevail. Although it has been on the decline in recent years, in the Federation, the renowned Icebird Ancient Martial Arts are still widely known.

During its heydays, along with the Sherman family's Ancient Martial Arts schools, it was common to see dozens or even hundreds of students registering on weekends. But today, only six people ran to register, which is considered a lot since sometimes there isn't even one.

These six people are all graduates from the Capital's Golden Sword Academy. Fresh from graduation and experiencing society for the first time, they held a dream and took a space flight to Icebird, heading straight for the Sherman family upon arrival.

The characteristic of the Sherman Ancient Martial Arts family's mecha piloting is an integrated offense and defense, belonging to the most comprehensive school. Precisely because of this, they spared no effort to travel through mountains and waters to finally reach the Sherman family's doorstep.

Of course, there were some minor incidents along the way. The hermit schools wanted to recruit them, but they knew that what they wanted to learn was mecha piloting, not solo combat.

But the moment they entered, they were completely shocked by the desolate scene of the Sherman family, unable to believe that such a prestigious Ancient Martial Arts noble family had only a handful of students. Rumors said that in their prime, they could recruit hundreds or even thousands of disciples, and weekends were so crowded it was squeezing. This was far from what the rumors had depicted, yet it didn't deter the students' enthusiasm for registration.

No sooner had they pushed open the door than they saw such a scene: a few fierce-looking men in black, and in front of them stood a refined-looking man in his thirties, whose every word belittled the Martial Arts Hall, "Old man, just look at your Martial Arts Hall. Not even a single student. Wouldn't it be better to close the doors early? It would also save me the monthly trouble of coming here to challenge."

"What do you mean by that, kid? This is the Sherman Martial Arts Hall." A few disciples nearby immediately took offense at these words.

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