Chapter 8 General Kate’s Inference ()

"What do you think?" After several medical soldiers carried the little Duke Lei Ming away, General Kate, with a serious expression, stared at the sharp sword in his hand and asked Captain Castroser's personal guard.

"Yeah?" Captain Castros's personal guard obviously did not understand the meaning of General Kate's question.

"What do you think?" General Kate's stern eyes floated over, and his voice unconsciously rose by several decibels.

Although Captain Castros still did not understand what General Kate was asking, he did not want to anger the violent man again, so he had to say carefully: "Well, a tiger father has no dog son! It seems that the rumors from the imperial capital are not something that can be believed casually. He is worthy of being the son of Grand Duke Rethy. Although he occasionally plays a little clever and plays pranks, he has reached the holy level at such an age and his future is unlimited."

After listening to the narrative of Captain Castros's personal guard, General Kate got angry. Yes, he was angry. General Kate raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward. A white sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword and rushed forward along the ground. Wherever the sword energy passed, layers of dust were stirred up.

General Kate stood on the ground with a long sword, turned around and roared at Captain Castros's personal guard, "Idiot! Idiot! I'm asking you this question?"

The captain of Castros's personal guard quickly lowered his head and respectfully endured General Kate's roar. He always respected General Kate, not only because of General Kate's courage, but more importantly, this seemingly explosive rough man often has a keen awareness when facing the enemy and is extremely smart in tactical production.

Seeing the Captain Castros's personal guard being listened to the teachings, General Kate did not stop roaring, but continued to ask Captain Castros' personal guard at the top of his throat: "Castros! Answer me! How old are you this year?"

"Thirty-two years old! General!" Captain Castros raised his head and stared at General Kate's resolute face and replied.

"Then what is your fighting spirit level?" General Kate continued to ask.

"Sixth level! General!" Kestros's personal guard captain continued to answer, faintly, he finally realized what General Kate was asking him.

General Kate did not look at the captain of Castros's personal guard again, but raised his head and looked at the sky from afar. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, lowered his voice and continued, "Hmph! Thirty-two years old, level six! Although your cultivation speed cannot be considered fast, it is also good in this military camp, right? And I am in my forties now, and I have been stuck at the critical point of level seven fighting spirit for more than ten years, but I still haven't made any progress. Although this is somewhat related to the lack of training for these years of people fighting in the south and north. But... Castros, do you know how old is the youngest person in the holy level on our Canglan Continent when we are promoted?"

At this time, there was a little unnatural appearance on the face of the Captain Castros's personal guard, and he replied in a disorderly manner: "Three...thirty-seven years old."

General Kate nodded slightly, sighed and continued, "Yes, thirty-seven years old! When that person was promoted, he was hailed as the youngest holy-level genius in history in Canglan Continent! But how old is the little Duke of Thunder who just appeared in front of us? Seventeen or eighteen?"

Captain Castros's personal guard did not answer. Under General Kate's on-demand broadcast, he finally realized what was wrong with this matter. Nothing wrong, he was too young!

General Kate turned around and stared at the eyes of the captain of Castros's personal guard, and continued, "Even if we are willing to admit that this rumorless little Duke Lei Ming is a genius among geniuses. However, Castros, the rumors cannot be believed, but they cannot be disbelief! Even if the rumors from the imperial capital have some inconsistent points, there will be no such rumors. Then, apart from the little Duke Lei Ming eating, sleeping and going out for food, drink and having fun every day, how much time does he have to practice? Furthermore, since the little Duke Lei Ming came to our military camp, have you ever seen him practice? Or can you feel that he has any breath that any cultivator has on him?"

Under General Kate's analysis, the face of Captain Castros's personal guard finally changed drastically, and he asked in a shocked tone: "You mean... this little Duke of Thunder who appeared in front of us is not the one we met before?"

General Kate shook his head lightly and continued, "I don't mean that, but I don't rule out this possibility. Just imagine, if the assumption you just said is true, then even a rough man who leads troops to fight all year round can think of these, will others not think of it? Will the existence of the holy level who pretends to be the little Duke of Thunder? Do you think the holy level is a fool? Do you want to obtain power and wealth through the identity of the little Duke of Thunder? Joke! I am afraid that the existence of the holy level will get much more than the little Duke of Thunder. But apart from this explanation, I really can't think of any other possibilities, unless the little Duke of Thunder is really a genius. A genius who can compete with the God of Canglan! But is this possible?"

"But the general."

What else did Captain Castros want to say, but General Kate waved his hand and interrupted his words. General Kate turned his head and looked at the room where the young Duke Lei Ming who had just fainted was carried to, and continued to ask: "Has he really fell into a coma just now?"

"Yes, general! I can't read it wrong. The blood and blood in his body were extremely weak for some reason, but it was not in danger of life. It was like..." The captain of Castros's personal guard thought for a moment and continued: "It was like it was caused by excessive physical exhaustion."

Excessive physical energy! As soon as this conclusion was revealed from Captain Castros's personal guard, even he himself felt that he didn't believe it! Will the existence of the Saint-level level be overexplosive? Joke!

"Oh, let's not talk about these things. It is impossible for us to figure out these things for a while! Go ahead. No matter what, because of the so-called return of the little Duke of Thunder, the crisis we just now was temporarily lifted!" General Kate said softly, looking at the beating flames in the sky.

The red clouds in the sky, reflected by the flames, were constantly rolling, and purple-red flames that were dozens of meters high were constantly moving between the heaven and the earth. The fierce wind turned the beating flames as if they had life, and kept flying in the fiery world.
Chapter completed!