Li Yao: Jiang Li, You're Trapped!

He might have felt a little sorry about it before.

But now, he had a backpack full of S-rank equipment—and eleven weapons alone!

The Iron Armor Dragon had narrowly dodged the Blood Shadow War Sword's sudden strike, but Wang Tong seized that brief opening and slashed down fiercely, cutting diagonally from its right eye. He nearly cleaved half its head off!

"Bang!"

On its left, Li Kan swung his Wolf Tooth Club, smashing the Iron Armor Dragon's left eye like a bolt of lightning.

"Haha!"

Wang Tong burst into hearty laughter. The two worked together with perfect coordination, their blade and club unleashing a storm of blows. In just thirty seconds, they struck the Iron Armor Dragon more than two hundred times, smashing its head to pieces.

With the Iron Armor Dragon dead, the two Primary Lords and the beast horde scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in every direction.

"Let's get to work, brother!"

Wang Tong sheathed his blade, rolled his shoulders, and looked at Jiang Li with a disgruntled expression. "You nearly got me killed earlier!"

"What about the Dragon Egg?"

"Thinking of stealing it?"

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow. He knew that Wang Tong knew Li Yao.

Still, as War Gods who had joined the War God Palace, they generally had some rapport with one another unless they had a genuine grudge. After all, many Lord Monsters couldn't be hunted by one person alone.

"I couldn't catch up to it."

Wang Tong was a straightforward man with an easygoing nature. "And I might not win in a fight. How could I steal it?"

"I've never seen a Dragon Egg before. I was just curious."

"Oh?"

Jiang Li smiled. "I already sent it back to the Supply Base."

"Holy crap?"

Wang Tong's eyes widened. "You guys are working together?"

Jiang Li: "..."

"Done. How should we split this—forty-sixty? Should we cut up the materials?"

Li Kan asked after processing the Iron Armor Dragon's corpse. "The price of a single piece of scale armor is more than double that of the scales sold separately!"

"Just pay me in Hanxia Currency at market price!"

Even if cutting it up didn't lower its value, Jiang Li had nowhere to put an entire piece of scale armor.

"Sure, sounds good!"

Li Kan smiled. "We won't cheat you. The most valuable part of a High Lord Iron Armor Dragon is its scale armor, worth around forty billion at market price. I'll round up the value of the rest of the materials!"

"I'll give you twenty billion as a gesture of friendship. If you're okay with that, give me your Warrior ID Number!"

"0109527!"

Jiang Li gave Li Kan his Warrior ID Number.

"Four-two-six-one-two-three... (country code)."

As he entered it, Li Kan read the digits aloud. "Two-zero-five-six-zero-eight-zero-one?"

"9527?"

"Your name is Jiang Li?"

"Are you sure you didn't give me the wrong number?"

"Yeah?"

Jiang Li nodded, and his communicator chimed with a notification that the money had arrived.

As soon as the notification rang, Wang Tong and Li Kan stared at Jiang Li with wide eyes, their expressions changing dramatically.

"H-how is this possible?!"

The two War Gods looked as if they'd seen a ghost. Even seeing Hong hadn't shocked them this much!

What the hell?

This guy standing in front of them, this Jiang Li—

What in the world was he?!

He'd passed the Warrior examination just this year... and he was already a War God?!

What was happening to the world?!

"What are those looks for?"

Jiang Li smiled, then narrowed his eyes.

"Hm?"

Jiang Li, Wang Tong, and Li Kan all tensed at almost the same time.

Five hazy human silhouettes were rushing toward them in the distance, leaping and running in turns.

In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded the three of them.

"Li Yao? James? Adam..."

Wang Tong glanced over the newcomers and paused. "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Li's eyes narrowed as his psychic power spread out in an instant.

If Li Yao had shown up here, he must have learned that Jiang Li was the one who killed his son.

"Wang Tong, Li Kan, are you going to help me or him?"

Li Yao surveyed the scene. It wasn't hard to figure out that Jiang Li and Wang Tong had teamed up to kill the Iron Armor Dragon.

"So Jiang Li is the War God who killed your son?"

Wang Tong wasn't stupid.

Jiang Li was a War God and a Psychic. Li Yao had brought a group of people and come straight here with such a clear purpose. How could Wang Tong fail to figure it out?!

"Help me, and I'll pay you fifty billion!"

Li Yao didn't waste a word. His eyes stayed fixed on Jiang Li, as if he feared Jiang Li might flee at any moment.

"Haha, Li Yao, what kind of person do you take me for?"

Wang Tong threw back his head and laughed. "No matter how much you offer, I won't attack a warrior from my own country. Li Kan, we're leaving!"

However noble his words sounded, Wang Tong genuinely didn't dare take that fifty billion!

Forget fifty billion. He wouldn't dare take five trillion!

A warrior who passed the examination on August first had become a War God in less than half a year?

It would be one thing if they could kill him. But if they let him get away, might he return next year as someone who had surpassed a War God?

Wang Tong wasn't the only one thinking that...

As soon as Li Kan heard the words "we're leaving," he didn't say a thing. He leaped away and sprinted into the distance.

"Knowing Li Yao's personality, if we don't help him, he probably won't let the two of us go either."

As he ran, Li Kan cursed. "Jiang Li's a Psychic. How are they supposed to kill him so easily?!"

"This is such rotten luck. First, the Iron Armor Dragon chased us for ten blocks, and now this Vulture's going to chase us for ten blocks!"

Wang Tong was furious, too.

But there was nothing they could do. Both of them had been badly injured fighting the Iron Armor Dragon and the beast horde. If they really got into a fight, they might not even be a match for one High-level War God!

Chapter 48: Li Yao: Jiang Li, You're Trapped!

"They haven't started fighting yet?"

After sprinting seven or eight kilometers, Wang Tong and Li Kan climbed onto the rooftop of a residential building and took out their binoculars to watch.

"Jiang Li, you're trapped! There's no escape!"

Li Yao was waiting, too. He would only truly relax once Wang Tong and Li Kan had left for good.

Psychics were hard enough to deal with already. If a High-level War God and a Mid-Level War God joined in, the five of them might not win!

Of course, Li Yao didn't know that Wang Tong and Li Kan were both injured.

"...Who told you I was going to run?"

Jiang Li, who hadn't spoken until now, glanced at the other four War Gods and said coldly, "You can still leave while you have the chance!"

"Attack!"

Li Yao gave a low growl. A flash of black light enveloped him as he gripped two blades and shot toward Jiang Li like a bolt of black lightning.

At the same time,

the other four War Gods attacked as well, charging from four different directions.

The distance of several hundred meters vanished in an instant.

The next moment,

Jiang Li sprang into action, Bloodshadow Warblade in hand. He unleashed his speed, broke the sound barrier in an instant, and shot toward Eckhaus, the weakest of the War Gods, like a streak of white light.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out!

In the blink of an eye,

a dagger shot out of his backpack, its streak of light crossing twenty meters in an instant.

Eckhaus knew Jiang Li was a Psychic and had been prepared for him.