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"Stop!" the fat man shouted, stepping forward to block the soldier's path. "You can't go!"
The soldier was startled by the fat man's actions. He looked at him, confusion and anger filling his eyes. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Ignoring the soldier's question, the fat man took a deep breath and turned to Instructor Hall, asking in a deep voice, "Instructor Hall, you know very well that the formation's core is dangerous. Why are you sending him to his death?!"
Instructor Hall's gaze flickered as he avoided the fat man's eyes. Coldly, he replied, "Young Master, I am also considering the bigger picture. The Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation is immensely powerful, but it requires strong forces to activate. With the war approaching, we must activate the formation as soon as possible to fend off the enemy invasion!"
"Nonsense!" A crisp voice came from the back of the crowd as a figure dressed in flamboyant attire, wearing a pointed hat and holding a twisted wooden staff, pushed through the crowd and walked over slowly.
"Jester Old Man?" The fat man recognized him immediately, his face lighting up with surprise.
Jester Old Man ignored the fat man and approached Instructor Hall, sizing him up with a mocking smile. "Instructor Hall, I didn't expect you to disregard the lives of your subordinates just to achieve glory on the battlefield?"
Instructor Hall's expression changed; he glared at Jester Old Man and shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
"Nonsense?" Jester Old Man scoffed. "The Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation is an ancient forbidden technique, immensely powerful but extremely dangerous. Once activated, the core will turn into an abyss that devours everything. Not even an army of thousands can withstand its might! Sending this child to the core is nothing short of sending him to his death!"
"You..." Instructor Hall was momentarily speechless, his face turning pale as a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
Jester Old Man's words struck like thunder in everyone's ears. The soldiers exchanged glances, filled with shock and fear. They had never imagined that the formation they had trained so hard on was so perilous!
"Hall, you have some nerve!" The fat man glared at Instructor Hall, his eyes nearly blazing with fury. "How dare you risk the lives of soldiers? Do you even see them as human beings?!"
"Young Master, I..." Instructor Hall opened his mouth to explain but was interrupted by the fat man.
"You don't need to say anything more!" the fat man shouted angrily. "From today on, you are no longer a soldier of the Aelaris Empire! You are fired!"
Instructor Hall's face turned pale as he looked at the fat man, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. He knew it was over for him.
The fat man pointed towards the gate of the Training Ground and shouted furiously, "Get out! Disappear from my sight immediately!"
Instructor Hall gritted his teeth and remained silent. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking under the pressure. Suddenly, he released his fists and turned to leave the Training Ground, his back appearing desolate and bleak, as if he had lost all his spirit in an instant.
On the Training Ground, the soldiers watched Instructor Hall's departing figure and began to discuss among themselves.
"Did Instructor Hall really get fired by Young Master? How is that possible?" one soldier murmured in disbelief.
"Yeah, Instructor Hall is a hero of the empire. How could Young Master treat him like this?" another soldier echoed, his tone filled with regret and confusion.
"What do you know? Instructor Hall sacrificed the lives of soldiers for his own fame and fortune. A person like that deserves to be fired!" a young soldier said indignantly, and his words resonated with those around him, prompting nods of agreement from everyone.
The fat man ignored the soldiers' discussions. He took a deep breath and turned to Jester Old Man, respectfully asking, "Senior, you know that I am clueless about formations; could you please offer some guidance?"
Jester Old Man did not speak; he merely smiled slightly and tapped the ground gently with his twisted wooden staff.
With a loud bang, a massive crack suddenly opened up in the center of the Training Ground, emitting a faint blue light. A powerful wave of energy spread from the crack, causing everyone's clothes to flutter wildly.
The stout man stared in astonishment at the scene before him. He instinctively took a few steps back and asked in surprise, "What... what is this?"
The Jester Old Man put away his wooden staff, pointed at the gap on the ground, and slowly said, "This is the secret of the Azure Dragon Swallowing Heaven Formation..."
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