Kitahara Tsuyoshi glanced over. Everyone in the Fire Hammer Squad felt an inexplicable chill, but only Jiang Li had heard their conversation.
"Those Japanese?!"
"Kitahara Tsuyoshi?"
"Get out of here! Now!"
From their conversation, Jiang Li instantly realized they intended to silence them!
Hanxia and Japan had been locked in a long-running struggle.
But during the Great Nirvana Era, Japan had suffered a devastating blow...
Hanxia, on the other hand, had a vast territory and a huge population. Countless outstanding warriors had emerged, and the damage it suffered had been far less severe.
On top of that, the world's strongest fighter, Hong, was Hanxian, while the second strongest, Thunder God, had Hanxian ancestry on his mother's side. Though they stood above the world, they surely favored Hanxia in their hearts.
So, by now, Hanxia was undoubtedly the world's most powerful nation.
Even after all these years, Hanxia's attitude toward Japan remained unchanged: Japanese citizens were forbidden from entering Hanxian territory.
"Brother Jiang..."
While the others were still confused, Gao Feng made a snap decision. "Do what Jiang Li says! Move!"
"Kitahara—that guy's name is Kitahara! Damn it, that War God is Japanese!"
"Quick!"
"Alert the dojo!"
Luo Feng and the others understood, too. This wasn't the time to play the hero. Staying behind would only drag Jiang Li down.
At almost the same moment,
Kitahara Tsuyoshi sprang into action. His figure flashed, breaking the sound barrier in an instant.
"Serves you right for leaving me to die, you bastards!"
Seeing Kitahara Tsuyoshi flash forward, leaving afterimages in his wake, Li Wei sneered. He looked at the scattering members of the Fire Hammer Squad as if they were already dead.
"Watching a genius fall is quite amusing!"
The white man Kalon wore a cruel grin, too.
The White-Haired Elder sighed. "It's a shame to see such a young Psychic meet his end."
Before he had even finished speaking, Jiang Li—dressed in a white combat suit—did something completely different from the other members of the Fire Hammer Squad.
Instead of fleeing, he gripped the Bloodshadow Warblade and instantly spread his psychic power. Then he darted forward like a bolt of white lightning, charging straight at Kitahara Tsuyoshi.
"Magnetic Storm Light Blade!"
Jiang Li was every bit as fast as Kitahara Tsuyoshi.
His blade flashed. The Bloodshadow Warblade looked like a streak of crimson light as it clashed with Kitahara Tsuyoshi's quick-draw slash in the blink of an eye.
Clang!
The metallic crash rang out as Kitahara Tsuyoshi was sent skidding back six or seven meters. He roared, "Baka!"
Jiang Li, meanwhile, drifted down from the air and retreated only one step.
Though Kitahara Tsuyoshi was a Mid-Level War God, he held no advantage over Jiang Li now.
After all...
Even a Junior War God who was a Psychic had physical attributes on par with a High-level War God.
And after strengthening himself with the Primordial Spirit Cultivation Method, Jiang Li was even stronger than a Psychic at the Junior War God level!
The sight made Li Wei and the others turn pale.
"H-he... He's a War God, too?"
The white man Kalon sounded like a duck being strangled, his voice barely coming from his throat.
"Impossible!"
Li Wei's eyes widened. "How old is he?!"
"We're finished. This is bad!"
Still reeling with fear, the White-Haired Elder grabbed Li Wei and urged him, "Young master, we have to run!"
"The sons of two War Gods like us can't be weaker than some bumpkin!"
Li Wei, the spoiled young master, still hadn't grasped the danger. "I want to see him die!!!"
It was no wonder. His parents had indulged him since childhood. Now he was facing a young man who looked about his age, yet was more than twice as strong.
His innate pride shattered in an instant, leaving him consumed by shame and inferiority!
"Uncle Beiyuan, he's a Psychic!"
The White-Haired Elder didn't even have time to cover Li Wei's mouth. He could only curse the idiot under his breath!
Who didn't know he was a Psychic?
But neither the White-Haired Elder nor the white man Kalon dared to warn Kitahara Tsuyoshi.
Why?
Because Jiang Li was a War God-level Psychic!
Whether Jiang Li was a match for Kitahara Tsuyoshi was beside the point...
One thing was certain: Kitahara Tsuyoshi could never kill Jiang Li!
There were only two ways to kill a War God-level Psychic on your own...
Either you had to be a Psychic yourself, or you had to be Beyond War God Existence.
The logic was simple!
If Jiang Li couldn't win, he could always run!
Would you really dare to make an enemy of a War God-level Psychic? Even your father, Li Yao, might not dare!
Clang!
Kitahara Tsuyoshi blocked another heavy strike from Jiang Li with his blade. Hearing Li Wei's words, his expression changed abruptly. "Nani?"
"You're asking for death!"
Jiang Li narrowed his eyes. The Blood Shadow War Sword on his back instantly transformed into a crimson streak, pierced through the air, and sliced across Li Wei's neck.
His head flew into the air, and blood sprayed from the cut like water from a burst pipe!
Even as he died, he couldn't understand why Jiang Li had dared to kill him!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Two sharp sounds rang out in quick succession as the Blood Shadow War Sword's blade light pierced the necks of the White-Haired Elder and the white man Kalon...
The two Senior War Generals followed Li Wei to their deaths, killed in an instant.
Since Jiang Li had made his move, he wasn't about to leave the Fire Hammer Squad with any future trouble.
Killing them to silence them was the simplest, most direct solution!
At the same time,
Boom!
Jiang Li's spear forced Kitahara Tsuyoshi back more than ten meters once again. His eyes narrowed slightly.
The Blood Shadow War Sword slashed through the air, becoming a streak of crimson as it cut toward Kitahara Tsuyoshi from the opposite side. With Li Wei's warning, Kitahara Tsuyoshi instantly shifted sideways and roared as he swung his blade.
Clang!
Blade met sword. Kitahara Tsuyoshi was sent back more than ten meters again, carving two long tracks into the ground beneath his feet.
"So a Mid-Level War God is only this strong!"
That was right—Jiang Li hadn't been using his full strength at first.
He had only wanted to use Kitahara Tsuyoshi to gauge the general strength of a War God, then find a chance to kill him with the Blood Shadow War Sword.
Unfortunately, the idiot Li Wei had revealed his identity. That had sealed his own fate.
After all, Jiang Li had never intended to kill him in the first place.
"Ninefold Thunder Blade!"
Jiang Li wasn't about to give Kitahara Tsuyoshi a chance to catch his breath. He leapt high, Bloodshadow Warblade in hand, and swept it down like Mount Tai crashing from above. At the same time, the Blood Shadow War Sword abruptly spun, tracing a strange arc through the air as it shot toward Kitahara Tsuyoshi from behind.
"Die!"
Kitahara Tsuyoshi's eyes flashed like lightning. He seemed completely unconcerned about the attack coming from behind!
He used his shield to deflect Jiang Li's Ninefold Thunder Blade, then darted aside like a ghost. At first glance, it looked as if there were two Kitahara Tsuyoshis.
"Idiot!"
Jiang Li merely sneered at the sight.
This technique, something like the ninjutsu of the era before the Great Nirvana, was a joke within the range covered by his psychic power.
"Tai Chi Sword Intent!"
Jiang Li's gaze shifted. He instantly saw through the illusion, his blood surging as he gathered all his strength in his arm and thrust his sword at the approaching Kitahara Tsuyoshi.
Kitahara Tsuyoshi, who had been able to withstand Jiang Li's attacks earlier, turned pale. He could only desperately raise his shield.
After all, Jiang Li's warrior strength was now at the Junior War God level, with a force exceeding 64 tons. Even without any strength amplification, the boost from his sword intent alone was more than a Mid-Level War God could withstand!
Boom!
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