Let Him See Our Strength

"Brother!"

After hurrying along without daring to stop for even a moment, Gu Han finally arrived.

Seeing Gu Han panting heavily, Gu Chen felt a rush of warmth in his heart, but also a deep sense of gravity.

"Gu Han, hurry and leave! I'll hold them off!"

As he spoke, he moved to shield Gu Han behind him.

"When brothers stand united, their strength can cut through gold!"

Gu Han smiled. Since he'd come all this way, he had never intended to abandon Brother Gu Chen just because of the danger.

"Little Wolf, let them see what we're capable of."

As soon as Gu Han finished speaking, Little Wolf yelped and charged furiously toward one of the men on its short little legs.

Gu Han didn't hold back either. He drew the long sword he'd borrowed from Li Qiang at the Logistics Department and followed close behind.

After a brief moment of surprise, Gu Chen couldn't help smiling.

"Sword Elder, wait a moment. If things go badly, you can take control of my body at any time."

"For now, I want to fight shoulder to shoulder with Gu Han."

Hearing Gu Chen say this, Sword Elder felt both gratified and a little envious.

Even before becoming a spirit, he had never experienced the sight of brothers fighting side by side to kill their enemies.

"Very well. I'll keep a close eye on what's happening. Fight without worry."

Gu Chen nodded solemnly, raised his three-foot sword, and fought alongside Gu Han.

The weakest of the four had reached the strength of a ninth-tier Martial Disciple, just like Lei Chao.

Seeing Little Wolf charge over with no discernible aura, looking like a puppy that had only just been weaned, the nearest man's eyes filled with jealousy.

"You're pretty lucky. You're only a Martial Disciple, yet you've already contracted a Phantom Water Wolf."

The Phantom Water Wolf wasn't a particularly rare species, so anyone living in the Running Wolf Nation could recognize one.

But a Battle Pet wolf of this level was already an excellent choice for most people.

They hadn't yet become Martial Artists, so naturally they were intensely jealous of Gu Han, who had managed to contract a Battle Pet in advance.

"To have a master like you, I'd say you're the unlucky one."

The man sneered, not taking Little Wolf seriously. He raised a foot, ready to kick it flying.

And just as he'd expected, Little Wolf whimpered and flew away.

"Ah!"

But the excruciating pain that followed made him let out a piercing scream!

He looked down and saw the tiny wolf clamped onto his knee, biting down hard!

Then what was the thing he'd just kicked away?

The man beside him noticed that the Phantom Water Wolf that had been kicked away had burst into a cloud of water mist in midair.

"Not good! That's the Phantom Water Wolf's Racial Skill, Phantom Water Clone!"

He cried out in alarm. He'd never imagined that such a tiny young wolf could already use Phantom Water Clone so skillfully!

Little Wolf had used its adorable appearance to lower their guard, then seized its chance to tear the man's kneecap off with a single bite!

The bone-deep pain nearly made the man pass out on the spot. He screamed and toppled to the ground.

Before he could fight back, Gu Han—who had already caught up—finished him off with a single sword strike.

They'd been fighting for only a few breaths, and Xue Wen's side had already lost a man!

Seeing this, Xue Wen flew into a rage.

"Damn it! Not one of you is leaving here alive today!"

He stamped his right foot against the ground and shot forward like an arrow loosed from its bow.

Even Gu Han's pupils shrank at that speed.

That kind of speed could only mean one thing: a Martial Artist!

A true Martial Artist was in a completely different league from Martial Disciples like them!

"Little Wolf, get out of the way!"

Gu Han shouted, then stepped forward to block Xue Wen himself.

Little Wolf's true strength was barely enough to stand against an eighth-tier Martial Disciple at best.

Against a Martial Artist, it wouldn't be able to fight back at all.

Gu Chen tried to help, but the other two ninth-tier Martial Disciples joined forces to hold him back, giving him no chance to break through.

At that moment, Gu Han shifted his sword to his left hand, clenched his right fist, and gathered all his strength into a single point.

Fierce Fist!

Seeing that Gu Han not only hadn't run but even dared to fight back, Xue Wen sneered.

His charge only grew faster, and he used his momentum to slam his fist into Gu Han's.

A heavy impact rang out.

Gu Han was sent stumbling back more than a dozen steps. His Blood Qi churned, and he stared at Xue Wen in surprise.

"This guy doesn't seem as strong as I expected."

There was still a major realm between them.

But his opponent clearly wasn't as strong as Gu Han had first imagined.

Xue Wen swayed only slightly before steadying himself. Yet when he looked confidently toward Gu Han, he didn't see the scene he'd expected.

Xue Wen's gaze sharpened. He hadn't held back at all with that punch.

Although he'd only just entered the Martial Artist realm, no Martial Disciple should have been able to withstand his attack!

Guan Shan had been watching from the forest. The moment Xue Wen revealed his Martial Artist strength, he'd nearly been unable to stop himself from stepping in.

But when he saw Gu Han actually block Xue Wen's attack, he froze in astonishment.

"Is he really a Logistics Soldier?"

Since Lei Chao was the one on the spy's side, that meant Gu Han really was a Logistics Soldier.

And just half a month ago, Gu Han had only shown the strength of a First-tier Martial Apprentice in the assessment.

In half a month, a First-tier Martial Apprentice had grown strong enough to contend with a Martial Artist.

It was utterly inconceivable!

Or had Gu Han concealed his strength during the assessment?

"These Gu brothers are both extraordinary."

On the other side, Gu Chen, who had been held back, also showed a flicker of astonishment in his eyes.

"Looks like Gu Han has had his own fortuitous encounter."

With Sword Elder's help, Gu Chen had been able to fight two ninth-tier Martial Disciples at once without falling behind, despite the short time he'd had.

Gu Han had started from a lower point, yet he could stand against a Martial Artist. That was something hard work alone could never achieve.

Only Gu Han knew that it was probably because he'd absorbed quite a few defensive attributes during this period.

In their head-on clash, Gu Han had been driven farther back, which meant he was unquestionably weaker than Xue Wen in strength.

But he hadn't been badly hurt. His Blood Qi had only churned.

He had his far superior defense to thank for that!

Although Gu Han was still only an eighth-tier Martial Disciple, other eighth-tier Martial Disciples probably couldn't even withstand a single punch from him!

Xue Wen no longer looked down on him in the slightest. He drew a sharp longsword and pointed its tip at Gu Han.

"I'd like to see whether your fists are harder, or my sword is sharper!"

As soon as he finished speaking, killing intent filled Xue Wen's eyes. He charged at Gu Han and swung his sword.

Gu Han's expression turned grim, and he had no choice but to hold his sword in his right hand again.

Although he had a sword, the only Martial Skill he'd mastered so far was Fierce Fist.

But fists were no match for a sword's sharp edge. He had no choice but to use his weakness against his opponent's strength.

Just then, a furious shout rang out from the forest.

"Die, traitor!"

Guan Shan burst out of the forest with a shout, moving so fast that afterimages streaked behind him.

Earlier, when he'd suspected the Gu brothers of being spies, he hadn't stepped in to save Lei Chao because Lei Chao's talent wasn't worth abandoning the mission to lure out the enemy.

But the extraordinary talent Gu Han and Gu Chen had just displayed—

Even if it meant alerting the enemy, Guan Shan had to save them!

If anything happened to either of them, he feared he'd be consumed by endless guilt.