Battle Begins

Xiao Zhen kicked Medusa flying. Though it was part of the script, he still received a vicious glare from the Queen.

At that moment, Whitebeard, carrying his great blade, had already reached his back. Xiao Zhen had had a chance to dodge, but he feigned exhaustion and deliberately took the blow!

Huang Rong cried out in delight, "Everyone, look! Old Man Whitebeard seems to have succeeded! He slashed that guy from the sky straight down to the ground!"

Minato Namikaze frowned. He felt that something was off; everything seemed to be going a little too smoothly.

Group Leader Li's eyesight was not much better than an ordinary person's, nor did he have Minato Namikaze's extensive experience from years of battle. Instinctively, he assumed the opponent had truly fallen into a disadvantage.

"Good! Take this chance and finish him off!"

Tony looked at Xiongba and Yue Buqun beside him, then smugly took out the sniper rifle he had specifically brought along.

"Hey, you two, make some room. Watch me show that friend the power of technology!"

Old Yue's eyes held a trace of envy. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "Tony, we've known each other for a while now. Could I ask you to get me a batch of weapons sometime?"

Tony's finger, just about to pull the trigger, paused. He asked curiously, "Are you planning to rebel in your world?"

Ever since joining the Chat Group, Tony had specifically looked up documents related to that mysterious nation because quite a few group members were from the Celestial Empire.

It seemed that the great Eastern nation had never cared much about bloodlines since ancient times. Anyone capable could rebel and become emperor.

There was even a saying: princes and generals... what came after that again...

Grandmaster Yue hurriedly waved his hands