"Splurt...!" The blade split his head cleanly in two, blood spraying across the ground. "Pfft!" He collapsed onto the ground, never knowing how he had died.
After seeing the man flee, Chen Fan had thrown the blade in his hand, killing him in a single strike.
Several people above the base had witnessed everything through binoculars. They had originally been there to prevent the enemies from escaping, but after seeing Chen Fan's performance, they were all left speechless. They stared wide-eyed at one another, completely unable to describe how they felt. Perhaps they could have dealt with those people easily as well, but they still had to admire Chen Fan's combat prowess.
"So amazing! Such incredible fighting technique, such terrifying combat instincts, such horrifying methods." Nadjeshda, the boss of Night Raid, lowered her binoculars and sighed in admiration. Every part of that man's body seemed capable of killing, and his attacks were terrifyingly powerful. He was practically a killing machine, a stark contrast to Chen Fan's gentle appearance.
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The others also knew that Chen Fan had indeed completed yesterday's mission for them. Leone had brought such a powerful person into their organization.
Lubbock could not help breaking out in a cold sweat. "That guy doesn't even have an Imperial Arm, does he? He's strong enough to seem like a monster!"
"Maybe he doesn't need one." They could not help thinking that.
Akame suddenly spoke. "No, that isn't all of that person's strength. His swordsmanship is extremely formidable." Akame had examined the traces Chen Fan left behind yesterday. As someone highly skilled in swordsmanship herself, she could see more clearly than the others.
Hearing Akame's words, Brandt smiled as well. "That's right. Before breakfast today, Chen Fan and I sparred with wooden swords. I was utterly defeated—I couldn't even last