In an instant, the crowd surged forward, and Wang Chao couldn't help but lament that he had been too careless and too impatient. He had only been in the South for a few weeks and already hoped to take control of the Zhonghu Safety Zone at the first opportunity, which was nearly impossible. The intricacies and undercurrents beneath the surface were things he had not fully grasped, leading to his current predicament at the hands of Iron Joy and Li Kai.
But it was too late to say anything now. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had rushed at him. Wang Chao drew his Bone Knife and looked at the aggressive crowd with cold determination. "Since that's the case, don't blame me for going on a killing spree today!" With that, he unleashed his repressed killing intent completely. A powerful wave of energy surged forth, enveloping nearly everyone present.
The soldiers felt a sudden jolt, as if they had crashed into an invisible wall, their movements halted. At that moment, Wang Chao sprang into action, spinning with his two Bone Knives. The Silver Stream took on a water-like form but was incredibly sharp to the touch. Just like ancient masters who could kill with a mere flick of their fingers, this weapon was not bound by conventional means; it was driven by a lethal intent!
Wherever the Silver Stream passed, it was unstoppable. Those with lower abilities couldn't keep up with Wang Chao's speed; before they could even react, they were sliced in half by the Silver Stream. Those above the Golden Upper rank sensed danger and hurriedly raised their weapons to block him, but Wang Chao's Silver Stream effortlessly cut through their weapons and sent them crashing to the ground without a moment's pause.
Liu He, Iron Joy, and others knew Wang Chao was strong but never imagined his power reached such heights—beyond what they could comprehend. They had assumed he was around Platinum Tier due to his use of Golden Upper eyes to mask his true strength, but it became clear that he had surpassed even Diamond Tier!
"Fire! Open fire!" Liu He shouted urgently. "Suppress him with firepower!"
The others realized that anyone engaging in close combat would surely fall to Wang Chao. Charging forward would only lead to death. Although there were over two thousand soldiers present, they couldn't all attack Wang Chao at once; they could only employ a tactic of rotating waves—sending groups of ten or so at a time to exhaust Wang Chao's stamina before finally taking him down.
However, it was still early in the fight, and these soldiers were not foolish; they understood that anyone who rushed in first would meet their end. They had no choice but to follow Liu He's orders and open fire. But those surrounding Wang Chao found it hard to escape; aside from those killed by Wang Chao himself, many in the front ranks fell victim to friendly fire as bullets struck their own comrades.
Seeing this, Wang Chao didn't dare pause for even a moment. He charged directly into the midst of the soldiers. His speed was astonishing; the soldiers barely had time to create distance before he reached them. With a swift kick, he turned several rifles into useless scrap metal, their barrels bent out of shape. Then, wielding his Bone Knife like a grim reaper's scythe, he moved through the crowd, leaving heads rolling behind him.
Yet even a powerful fighter like him found it difficult to face so many opponents at once. Previously in Yucheng, he had nearly exhausted himself from prolonged slaughter and almost lost his life there. Today, even if he could kill all two thousand soldiers, what would happen when Aivina arrived? At that point, he might not be able to withstand even one blow; he couldn't afford to waste energy or time here.
Moreover, Yuan Min had been with Liu He and the others—where had she gone now? Was she in danger?
With these thoughts racing through his mind, Wang Chao made up his mind. Activating his Breathing Technique state, he aimed to capture Liu He within half an hour; otherwise, things would become unpredictable. However, even if he could take down a thousand enemies like slicing through watermelons—one per second—it would still take over ten minutes. And these people were not just defenseless watermelons waiting to be cut; Liu He was indeed terrified of dying and remained hidden behind his soldiers.
Wang Chao gritted his teeth and leaped high into the air, landing a foot on a soldier's shoulder, using it as a stepping stone to rush toward Liu He. The soldiers around him swung their blades, but as Wang Chao advanced, he raised his hands like shields to block the incoming attacks. In an instant, he stood before Liu He.
With his Bone Knife drawn, he aimed for Liu He's head. Capturing the thief meant capturing the king; if he killed Liu He, the alliance between Iron Joy and Liu He would be severed, and Liu He's subordinates would no longer heed Iron Joy's commands. Wang Chao put all his strength into this strike, but to his surprise, Liu He quickly raised his weapon to defend himself. The anticipated scene of Wang Chao decapitating Liu He did not unfold.
Liu He blocked Wang Chao's fierce attack with his own blade, the force sending him stumbling to the side. He hastily braced himself with his right hand against the ground, leaving a deep handprint in the concrete road. Meanwhile, Liu He's hands were left bloodied and mangled, a gruesome sight. What shocked Wang Chao even more was that he found himself unable to kill Liu He.
At Wang Chao's Diamond Upper Level prowess, combined with the state of his Breathing Technique, this strike should have been at an extraordinary mid-tier level. Yet Liu He was merely at Platinum Tier, not even reaching Diamond level. Despite such a significant gap in levels, Liu He had only paid the price of one hand. Wang Chao furrowed his brow, realizing something was amiss.
Wang Chao struck again with his Bone Knife, and once more, Liu He used his blade to block.
The two knives clashed as both men exerted their strength. "I didn't expect your power to be so high. How did you manage that?" Wang Chao asked.
"Haha!" Liu He sneered twice before replying, "Wang Chao, I didn't expect that over two thousand people would struggle to kill you. Your strength has truly surprised me; you're the only one who has pushed me this far!"
"No wonder you dared to launch an attack; it seems you have absolute confidence in your victory. Even the leader of the Black Clothes Society might not be your match!" Wang Chao remarked.
Liu He responded, "Since you can conceal your strength, why can't I?"
The more timid a person is, the more they strive to become powerful. Commander Yu had been like this before, and now Liu He was too. It seemed Wang Chao had underestimated Liu He; he had thought Liu He was the weakest among the three factions. Little did he know that this weakest link turned out to be the strongest—Liu He had likely been hiding his true abilities for quite some time!
"What a heavy scheme!" Wang Chao said.
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