War God Attacks

"Crack, crack, crack."

As the sounds rang out, the surrounding lights rapidly went out, plunging the area into darkness. Qin Hao slowed his advance and warily examined his surroundings.

An unfamiliar place, an unfamiliar environment, and enemies who could appear at any moment—even though Qin Hao was extremely confident in his own strength, he remained cautious. The Black God Set swiftly covered his entire body, leaving only his eyes and nostrils exposed, maximizing his defenses.

As the lights went out, Qin Hao continued forward while carefully sensing everything around him. After advancing a hundred meters, a rustling sound began to arise nearby. Along with it, Qin Hao sensed five figures appearing not far away.

"Looks like they're bringing out the main course." Though only five people had appeared, Qin Hao could clearly sense that none of them were ordinary.

The weakest of the five had already reached the Advanced Warlord level, and two of them had even become War Gods. War Gods were high-end combatants in any faction. Among the billions of people across the globe, they were rare even among the rare.

Facing such a lineup, Qin Hao focused his mind and watched the five people who had appeared with full vigilance.

After appearing, the five constantly shifted positions as they advanced at high speed. Though they moved quickly, they made almost no sound. If Qin Hao's five senses had not far surpassed those of ordinary people, he would have found it difficult to detect them.

Moreover, although their formation constantly changed as they advanced, they always remained a single unit. Even if one side came under attack, the other four could swiftly support them.

"Interesting, but still not enough." When the five reached within about ten meters of Qin Hao, his figure swiftly vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he was already behind them. After steadying himself, he quickly turned and attacked the person closest to him.

That person had remained at the very rear of the team, while the others had constantly moved around him. Clearly, he was more important—perhaps even their trump card.

"Not good!" Qin Hao's movement caught the five-man squad off guard. The instant Qin Hao disappeared, they all rapidly converged. However, they were clearly not as fast as Qin Hao. Just as they began to move, Qin Hao's attack had already arrived.

"Bang, bang, bang."

After three consecutive collisions, Qin Hao rapidly retreated.

"So he's a Mental Master."

Just as Qin Hao's attack was about to land, three attacks struck his blade, barely neutralizing his offensive. None of those attacks were particularly powerful, but each possessed the strength of an entry-level War God.

Qin Hao knew something about Mental Masters. In the original story, Luo Feng was a Mental Master. There were also quite a few Mental Masters in the Elite Training Camp.

Mental Masters were bizarre, their attacks omnipresent. Among warriors, they were absolutely like a cheat. Even Qin Hao had to deal with them carefully. Though only a little more carefully.

After all, the Black God Set's defensive power had already ensured that Qin Hao stood undefeated.

"Interesting." With that, Qin Hao's figure vanished again and reappeared before the five-man squad, his attacks becoming even faster.

It had to be said that the five-man squad worked together with great coordination. Even when facing Qin Hao's attacks, they could handle them, gradually becoming more proficient. They constantly switched between attacking and defending. Although they could not injure Qin Hao, they were still able to protect themselves to a certain extent.

Their ability to achieve this was not because Qin Hao was weak, but because of the environment. Even with Qin Hao's sharp five senses, fighting in the darkness was still somewhat uncomfortable, especially for his Movement Technique, which was greatly hindered. In contrast, every member of the Japanese five-man squad wore night-vision equipment, and the darkness had no effect on them whatsoever.

However, as the battle continued, Qin Hao gradually adapted to its rhythm, and the darkness affected him less and less. His Movement Technique shifted, and every attack around him fell completely within Qin Hao's grasp. His unexpected evasive maneuvers and skillful Movement Technique forced the five-man squad to repeatedly adjust their formation.

"Damn it, we can't drag this out any longer. This brat is too strong. We have to finish him quickly." The Mental Master among the Japanese five-man squad shouted a string of incomprehensible words. At the same time, kunai flew from his body one after another, mixed with all sorts of debris shattered in the surrounding battle, forming a vortex that directly attacked Qin Hao.

It had to be said that every Mental Master was favored by heaven and capable of fighting above their level. Driven by four kunai at its core, the tornado of debris directly locked down the space around Qin Hao, leaving him nowhere to dodge.

The other four also attacked Qin Hao simultaneously, giving him no room to evade or catch his breath.

Facing the incoming attacks, Qin Hao concentrated with utmost focus. His long blade swung, forming streak after streak of blade light that turned into a barrier, enveloping his entire body. The instant it was struck, the barrier seemed to transform into a wall of blades, shattering everything around it.

At the same time, the four Japanese men attacking him were directly sent flying back. Three of the Advanced Warlords collapsed to the ground, unable to rise, their bodies covered in wounds. The War God was in slightly better condition, but his Combat Suit had nearly been completely shredded as well.

Just as Qin Hao blocked the attack and prepared to strike again, a sense of crisis rose in his heart, and every hair on his body stood on end. Behind the tornado, a cold glint shot rapidly toward Qin Hao's eye.

Seeing the cold glint rushing at him, it was already somewhat too late for Qin Hao to dodge.

"Faster, faster, even faster." Qin Hao did not panic. The long blade in his hand slashed out swiftly as if by instinct, its speed like lightning—extremely fast.

"Startling Thunder."

The long blade swept past, leaving an afterimage. The cold glint flying toward Qin Hao was directly sliced in two and fell to the ground. It was an incredibly fine needle. This was Startling Thunder, a move Qin Hao had continuously refined. Using the fourth level of Force Generation from the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade, it abandoned everything in pursuit of speed alone, pushing speed to its absolute limit.

The strangeness of a Mental Master combined with an incredibly fine weapon like a needle could be said to take underhandedness to the extreme. The destructive power brought by such extreme speed was difficult to deal with even for someone a level higher.

What was more, such a move had actually been hidden behind a major attack, making it impossible to anticipate.

"I almost got done in by a dirty trick." Qin Hao let out a light breath, no longer holding anything back. With a flash, he appeared behind the Mental Master, raised his long blade, and slashed down.

"Bang!" With a tremendous crash, Qin Hao was sent back dozens of steps, and the hand holding his blade could not help trembling.

"Who is it?!"