No Need to Support Me

The battlefield seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

Zhang Qifeng had suppressed a warship single-handedly. The sight left everyone stunned for a long time.

Entry Realm martial artists possessed an exceptionally sharp sense of danger, which was why ordinary firearms could not threaten them.

Before the trigger was pulled, a martial artist could leave the area targeted by the weapon.

However.

If an attack covered a sufficiently wide area, then even if one sensed the danger, there would still be nowhere to hide. Interstellar warships were precisely such terrifying weapons.

In the eyes of ordinary people, only Titled Martial Generals whose Life Development Power had surpassed ten thousand, possessing mythical individual combat strength, could confront warships head-on in the depths of space.

"This warship has a serious problem!"

"Its power system and weapons system must both have been crippled."

Otherwise.

Zhang Qifeng could never have suppressed an interstellar warship by himself!

This made the people from the Security Bureau suddenly heave a sigh of relief!

When they had first seen the warship, every one of them had felt their scalps go numb!

At the same time.

The martial artists with Life Development Power comparable to the Evil King's had also begun joining forces to eliminate him.

Yet in the red electronic eyes of this Cultivation Holders Association leader, who had dominated Taiyu City's underworld for years, nothing remained but the madness of a beast driven into a corner.

This Alien Warship was not his true trump card. His real trump card was inside it!

Bzzz!

All of a sudden.

Three terrifying auras spread across the battlefield, seemingly intent on engulfing all of Taiyu City.

It was the crushing pressure of an enormous gap in Life Development Power, the contempt of higher life forms for lower ones.

At some unknown moment.

Three dinosaur-like figures had appeared, standing at the bow of the Alien Warship.

They stood upright, each over three meters tall. Their thick tails, covered in blue-gray scales, swayed unconsciously, while the forelimbs hanging at their sides ended in long, bony claws!

"Alien Martial Artists!"

"And all of them have Life Development Power exceeding a thousand!"

Yet it was obvious that something was wrong with their condition. Their auras fluctuated violently.

Whoosh!

Just then.

A cold flash suddenly tore through the night sky.

Han Xi flew through the air with a longsword in hand.

Her sharp blade slashed toward the throat of one of the Alien Martial Artists.

"From Peace Officers and the Operations Division to squad leaders, battalion commanders, inspectors, and even those higher-ups, everyone has their own battlefield."

"This war broke out suddenly, yet it looks as though it had been prepared for long ago, like some kind of trial."

Qin Annian withdrew his gaze from the sky and picked up the short spear, Star-Shatterer.

[Peace Officer Qin, codename "Ghost Blade," Life Development Power: 36 points, is fleeing in your direction.]

[Please intercept him for three minutes. Support is already on the way.]

Qin Annian stepped forward and said to the Supply Ship,

"Don't support me. I can handle him."

The moment his words fell, a fierce blade light swept toward Qin Annian.

The strike was incredibly fast. An ordinary martial artist caught in such a sudden attack would have been forced back in disarray.

The knife-wielder was thin, with two bone-deep wounds on his body.

Ghost Blade panted heavily, paying no attention whatsoever to Qin Annian standing in his path.

Did a little Peace Officer brat whose hair had barely grown in think he was worthy of blocking his way?

"Choosing this route was the right call."

"Though there are even harder-to-deal-with Security Bureau bastards behind me, saving even a bit of strength is worth it."

But.

The expected sensation of his blade slicing through flesh did not come, nor did the reek of arterial blood spraying from a severed throat.

A gentle force traveled up from the blade.

The next moment.

Ghost Blade staggered violently and fell forward!

"How is that possible?"

Ghost Blade was dazed for a moment. His martial artist instincts made him roll across the ground to disperse the force, and he rose again covered in dust.

"Who exactly are you?"

Forced back into the alley, Ghost Blade stared in disbelief at the young man holding the short spear.

The person before him had far less Life Development Power than he did, so why was his combat strength so strange?

Ghost Blade had thought he had chosen the easiest escape route, only to kick an iron plate!

"I can't drag this out any longer!"

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the Evil King in the night sky was already showing clear signs of defeat.

Surrounded by so many Security Bureau martial artists whose Life Development Power was no weaker than his own, the Evil King was covered in savage wounds.

Even though he had pushed his modified organs beyond their limits, his vitality was still falling rapidly.

As for the three Alien Martial Artists the Evil King had regarded as trump cards, they appeared to hold the advantage, but in truth they were like a final blaze—the fiercer they burned, the faster they would die out.

"I have to escape Taiyu City before then!"

Ghost Blade could not worry about anything else. He forcibly pushed his modified organs into overload, prioritizing his own life first!

"Get out of my way!"

Veins bulged on his forehead as he roared and charged at Qin Annian.

Temporary Command Center.

"Supply Ship?"

"What's going on over there? Why did you cancel the support?"

A somewhat plump man seated before a computer frowned at the screen.

"Ghost Blade has appeared on A3 Street."

"Peace Officer Qin Annian is responsible for that street."

"He rejected the support request."

Upon hearing that.

The Intelligence and Technical Support Team battalion commander, who had temporarily taken over command, hurried over and looked at the real-time footage transmitted by the drone.

"There can be no mistakes in this operation!"

"If there's no result within one minute."

"Immediately dispatch additional support."

The Supply Ship silently nodded, both hands resting on the keyboard, ready to send reinforcements to A3 Street at any moment.

"Can Peace Officer Qin do it?"

The Security Bureau was severely short-handed now.

The main Assault Team was attacking the Cultivation Holders Association's underground base. Those who had escaped were merely routed soldiers.

If Qin Annian could hold the line here, the martial artist assigned as reinforcements could be transferred elsewhere.

"But Peace Officer Qin's Life Development Power is only in the teens, while Ghost Blade has a full 36 points. Does Peace Officer Qin really not need support?"

The Supply Ship watched the numbers on the countdown tick by. Ten seconds had already passed since the one-minute limit began.

Perhaps it was the sight of Qin Annian killing his way out of the Iron Rod Gang headquarters earlier that had given the Supply Ship a little more confidence in him.

"Why do I feel that Peace Officer Qin can do it in such a short time..."

The finger about to press the key suddenly froze above the keyboard.

The Supply Ship's eyes slowly widened as he held his breath at the screen!

"Supply Ship?"

"Why haven't the reinforcements been dispatched yet?"

The battalion commander's voice came from behind him. The Supply Ship stiffly turned his head and said blankly,

"No need."

"Ghost Blade has already been taken down."

The battalion commander who had just arrived froze where he stood, then quickly walked behind the Supply Ship.

In the real-time drone footage, Ghost Blade had already been nailed to the ground by the short spear, while Qin Annian took out electronic handcuffs and cuffed him.

"This?"

"How is this possible?!"

"How was it so easy?"

The Supply Ship came back to his senses, smacked his lips, and really wanted to say,

"You're asking me? Then who am I supposed to ask?!"