The Martial Maniac Bravely Confronts Cannonballs to Slay the Enemy Chief

Feng Yuxiu was a martial arts fanatic.

And the utterly deranged kind—a superlative martial arts fanatic who, in pursuit of greater strength, was ruthless, fearless, and dared to commit crimes.

His entire being carried an eerie, savage aura.

At that moment, seeing the shell screaming toward him—

He bared his teeth in a wicked grin.

"Human beings have limits. Flesh cannot contend against firearms. In my previous world, that was an ironclad rule. But now, I can give it a try and see just how far my cultivation has come."

Boom!

His entire body shot forward like a shell.

He actually charged straight at that incoming shell!

"Hiss."

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

Was this man really going to withstand it with his flesh and blood?

Yamamoto Ippon was dumbfounded as well.

Why was there another lunatic?!

Using his body to resist a shell?

What the hell was wrong with his brain?

Boom!

Just then, Feng Yuxiu had already rushed before the shell. His fist gleamed with a metallic sheen, as though it had been forged from steel.

He smashed it forward.

Boom!

The shell exploded.

A dazzling blaze burst in midair, followed by billowing smoke surging into the sky.

Clang! Clang! Clang!!!

The shell fragments slammed into Feng Yuxiu's body, yet it was as if they had struck steel, producing crisp rings of metal against metal.

Those fragments—

Were incomparably sharp, swift as lightning, capable of piercing through a human body with ease.

Yet—

Feng Yuxiu stood coldly in the air, utterly unscathed.

When it was all over—

The entire battlefield fell silent.

This scene was even more shocking than Li Yunlong firing his machine gun in single shots earlier.

Too powerful.

Was this something a human could do?

Boom!

Then Feng Yuxiu flew straight out and crashed down onto the broad horseway atop the city wall.

The horseway instantly caved into a huge crater.

He was like a god of war.

Amid the swirling smoke and dust—

He slowly walked out.

Until he stood before Yamamoto Ippon.

Clang! Clang! Clang!!!

At that moment, the remaining soldiers atop the city wall fired machine guns, rifles, and other weapons at him.

Some even hurled grenades.

Not just one, but bundled cluster grenades tied together.

Their power was immense.

They could be used to blow apart city walls.

But—

Feng Yuxiu did not dodge at all.

He let the bullets rain down across the sky and the artillery fire rage on.

Treading through the rolling smoke of war.

He slowly closed in on Yamamoto Ippon.

His eyes were cold, bloodthirsty.

Like a savage beast.

"Y-You... don't come any closer."

Yamamoto Ippon trembled.

He was afraid.

His actions had been utterly brutal.

Yet he had feared nothing.

But at this moment, Yamamoto Ippon experienced the most intense terror of his life.

His body retreated.

He fell to the ground.

His hands braced against the floor, his legs flailing wildly, his gaze frantic and terrified as he scrambled backward.

He was already on the verge of collapse.

No one could remain rational before someone who seemed both god and demon.

Not even Yamamoto.

"Don't come any closer! I still have Li Yunlong's wife! If you hurt me, I'll kill her immediately!" Yamamoto Ippon finally screamed sharply.

Feng Yuxiu stopped and looked at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong's expression remained indifferent.

"Kill."

Feng Yuxiu heard Li Yunlong's words.

He rolled his neck.

His joints gave off crisp crack-crack sounds.

He bared his teeth in a grin.

And looked at Yamamoto Ippon.

"Ah—!"

Yamamoto Ippon completely broke down, screaming madly.

Bang bang bang!!!

He raised the American M2 submachine gun in his hands and wildly sprayed Feng Yuxiu with bullets.

If it had been anyone else, at such a distance, caught in a submachine gun barrage, they likely would not have been able to endure it and would have needed weapons or something else to block it.

After all, their fleshly bodies had not yet reached the level of being impervious to blades and spears.

But Feng Yuxiu was different.

After entering Divine Court Academy, he had specialized in cultivating his body.

The toughness of his fleshly body

had already reached an unimaginable level.

Among those of the same realm, there were probably few who could compare to him.

At this moment, bullets struck his body, making popping sounds, before all bouncing away.

With a single step, Feng Yuxiu was already before Yamamoto Ippon. He looked down at him from above, his gaze cold and bloodthirsty.

"A puny Japan dares invade the land of China? You overestimate yourselves."

He threw a punch downward.

Before Yamamoto Ippon's despairing eyes, his entire head

exploded like a watermelon.

Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

At the same time.

The many defenders atop the city walls.

Had all been thoroughly wiped out by Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong held a machine gun.

And unleashed his terrifying marksmanship.

Even Feng Yuxiu, whose fleshly body was boundlessly formidable.

Felt deeply wary in his heart.

When the sound of artillery fire ceased.

The entire battlefield fell silent for a moment.

Then the soldiers of the Independent Regiment erupted in earth-shaking cheers.

A great victory.

A true, resounding victory.

On their side, there had not been a single casualty.

Yet they had captured the city gate.

It was nothing short of a miracle.

"Old Li really is different now."

Zhao Gang sighed inwardly.

His eyes.

Were filled with immense delight as well.

If Li Yunlong had not mastered that terrifying power.

Then even if they had won this battle.

He would have faced severe punishment afterward.

After all, he had disobeyed orders.

And acted on his own.

But now, such a thing could no longer happen.

After this.