Capital New District.

"Deputy Director, this is the list recommended by the four special training camps," Qin Baichuan and the chief instructors of the other three special training camps looked at the middle-aged man in front of them.

Deputy Director of the Warrior's Department Chen Qi had a squarish face, a broad forehead, and a tall and strong figure.

Taking the list from Qin Baichuan's hands, Chen Qi perused through it slowly. A smile eventually appeared on the corner of his mouth. "A total of forty-five thousand people, which is an increase of three thousand from last year. Not bad. Some have already reached the rank of Upper-Class Sentinel and there are two thousand people who have control over their inner force. Very good. They're all good successors!"

"Deputy Director, I believe the number of people will only increase in the future," Blue Wolf's chief instructor opined.

Chen Qi's face sank slightly. He shook his head and sighed, "The number of people killed in this year's war has reached thirty-eight thousand. They were all young people."

As soon as he said that, Qin Baichuan and the others' complexions changed suddenly and were immediately in low spirits.

"We were incompetent. We've let them down," Chen Qi said in a low voice.

"Deputy Director, what's going on?" Qin Baichuan asked solemnly.

"The turbulence at Hell's Gate is getting stronger and stronger. We've estimated that its speed of expansion will only increase with the passage of time. The restrictions will weaken as well. Those beasts that came out of there recently are getting even stronger too!" Chen Qi formed both his hands into fists and said softly.

"Hell's Gate is undergoing a change?" Qin Baichuan and the other three looked at Chen Qi in horror.

Chen Qi shook his head helplessly. "In fact, we've already foreseen this trend. From a historical point of view, the first gate that came to prominence in this world appeared on Buff Island in 1920. Then, in 1945, another one appeared in the Sun Nation's Yagi Island. After that, melanosis appeared in 1964, followed by the tsunami in 1980...

"The interval between Hell's Gates' waves is getting shorter and shorter. During this period, the number of appearances has also been increasing, and traces of it are seen almost every year, like sea monsters, wild men, and aliens. That is already enough to affect ordinary people.

"Initially it was just a projection, but we've recently discovered that the restrictions in place are gradually weakening. The creatures that came out in the beginning can be killed with a machine gun, but they must now be killed with a heavy-duty machine gun and will not die in one shot alone. Their strength, their vitality, it's all increasing!"

A gleam of shock flashed in Qin Baichuan's eyes, following which he said, "Deputy Director, it has been more than a hundred years since Hell's Gate on Buff Island was opened. How did they guard it?"

If the gates of hell were constantly growing, then the one in Capital had only opened for twelve years, compared to the one on Buff Island that was active for more than 100 years. If that was the case, to what extent did the creatures inside evolve?

"Buff Island relies on warriors. Firearms alone aren't enough," Chen Qi explained. "Almost all of the countries' strongest powerhouses are there and take turns to guard the place together. One of our Venerables is there."

Speaking of Venerables, they could not help but stand upright with a look of admiration.

"It's unfortunate that we have a limited number of warriors when Hell's Gate has already been open for quite some time." Chen Qi sighed, then chided, "Those warriors who were sent by those sects are all stubborn. All they care about is the peace of their own little home and aren't at all concerned about anything else!"

"Deputy Director, let us join the war!" Qin Baichuan's group exchanged glances and proclaimed all of a sudden. "We're old. It doesn't matter if we die. Those warriors are still young and they have a much brighter future."

"Shut up! This isn't something you should be worrying about." Chen Qi sighed, then lamented, "Continue informing the group of warriors about the casualties and the dangers of Hell's Gate. Those who are reluctant to go can be left to maintain law and order in the mundane society. All they have to do is keep this is secret. Don't force them."

"We understand." Qin Baichuan nodded helplessly, and suddenly said, "By the way, this time we'd like to introduce someone to you."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"Ye Lingchen!"

...

Miracle Island.

"Boom!"

A figure soared into the air and fell heavily onto the ground, groaning there.

Then, another figure flew out. He stared at the scene and had a resentful look.

"Weak. You're all too weak."

Li Jing shrugged casually as he stood on the court, then leaned his body abruptly and avoided the punch that attacked him. He bent his left leg, then struck out a knee and an elbow, sending the warrior suddenly staggering back a couple of steps before falling onto the ground.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a kick came from one side and aimed at Li Jing's neck!

"Your strength is too weak." Li Jing did not evade it at all. He raised his hand, grabbed the person by the ankle, and sent the warrior flying with a throw.

At that point, ten warriors lay sprawled on the ground, while another seventy warriors surrounded Li Jing with a shocked look on their faces.

"Scared already? Come on!" Li Jing provoked with a smile.

"Here I go!"

Wu Yue roared, and more than seventy people rushed up.

Boom!

Li Jing sent each person hurling through the air with a kick. Then a warrior hugged him from behind, prompting the other warriors to rush forward and punch his abdomen.

"Do you guys seriously think you can kill me with what you got? More like I'm the one who wants to kill you!" Li Jing roared violently, then grabbed the warrior behind him and slammed down. All the surrounding warriors were immediately blocked.

From one side, cameras were shooting all directions and angles, without any blind spots.

Although Drawing Sword centered around a military theme, Ye Lingchen tried his best to accommodate Qin Baichuan's request to make it more warrior-like. Although there were clashes involving firearms, he would always intersperse it with real swords, real spears, or hand-to-hand combat.

Those fights did not just look real—they were real!

"Lingchen, is it okay to let them fight like this?" Xiao Feifei had traces of worry in her eyes, as their battle was simply terrifying for her.

"It's okay. They're all warriors. These are coarse-skinned, thick-fleshed guys who can take a beating." Ye Lingchen smiled indifferently. Since the Kungfu had to be genuine and unexpected, the only way to achieve it was to give a genuine performance in front of the audience.

After knowing about the existence of Hell's Gates, Ye Lingchen also understood why China began to develop their martial arts. Various fantasy or martial arts themes appeared, most of which were actually based in the city, which gave everyone the feeling that there were many masters and dangers alike present in the city. China aside, the same was true abroad, such as the Marvel Cinematic Universe, vampires, ghosts, gods, and the like to subtly influence everyone.

At times, certain bizarre happenings would even happen on occasion. Although there would be people coming out later to refute the rumors, it would still arouse curiosity from everyone.

Were they already starting to set the stage for what was to come?

Simply announcing Hell's Gates' existence would undoubtedly cause world chaos and send everyone into a panicked frenzy. By doing all that, the leaders of various countries would have enough time to prepare. When the time came, people would not find it that difficult to accept what was happening too. It went without saying that it was a good plan.

Ye Lingchen chuckled. No wonder his countless miraculous performances went unaddressed by anyone before. Many things in the world were starting to change...