C594 He Fought Against the Two Hundred Dragonfighting Legion

Zhang Xing slowly raised his right hand, silencing all sounds in an instant. The soldiers of Martialism, with eyes full of admiration, thought their hero was about to speak. They craned their necks and perked up their ears, ready to hang on his every word.

But with a swift forward sweep of his right hand, Zhang Xing uttered just two words.

"Attack!"

With those words, a white light flashed