Gu Yi: Mr. Lin, You're Too Dangerous!

Time quickly flew to the day of the promised battle.

A large number of tourists flooded into Washington D.C., not just Americans but also many international visitors eager to witness the fall of the White House.

Since no specific time was given, many thrill-seekers arrived in the early morning, hoping to secure a good vantage point.

However, they underestimated the importance the American higher-ups placed on this event. Within a one-kilometer radius of the White House, the area was already completely surrounded by the military.

The outermost streets were blocked off by the army, allowing no one to pass. Searchlights were mounted on heavily guarded sentry posts, large-caliber machine guns were positioned on watchtowers, and tanks stood ready in the rear. Armed helicopters also patrolled the skies.

The area closer to the White House was jointly secured by the CIA, the FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Secret Service. Although their heavy weaponry was slightly inferior to that of the military on the outer perimeter, their portable light weaponry was more advanced.

The gentlemen inside the White House naturally didn't want armored units too close. What if some hot-headed fool decided to turn their cannons towards the White House?

After all, this was a nation that could use tanks to drive away protesting veterans demanding their wages.

Nick Fury believed that with the current level of defense, even Tony Stark in his armor couldn't force his way through. Perhaps only the Hulk could manage it, and his powerful reinforcements could certainly do so as well.

Adam Smith, brought to the White House by Alexander Pierce himself, looked grim upon seeing the scene.

He didn't actually care where the decisive battle took place, but he wanted to prove himself and personally eliminate that damned fellow.

With this scene unfolding, what if that guy got scared?

Whether Johnny Tyson was scared or not was unknown, but George Stacy was stunned.

Sheriff George, who had only recently switched professions, had shallow cultivation. He had to work and patrol daily, only managing to practice his sword in secret at night. With his current strength, he definitely couldn't break through.

Gwen, who had secretly followed her father and was hiding in the crowd, also grew anxious.

She couldn't get in, couldn't see, and how could she brag to her friends after returning?

As the sky grew brighter, more and more tourists gathered around the White House, shouting in various languages.

"Scummy soldiers, get back to your barracks!"

"We want to see rivers of blood!"

"You are restricting the people's freedom, you are violating the federal constitution!"

"Get lost, Washington doesn't need you!"

The shouts rose and fell, but the American soldiers behind the defense line remained unmoved. They were long accustomed to such scenes. Except for Victory Day after World War II, this army had never enjoyed the welcome of the populace.

With their guns and cannons aimed at the citizens, everyone only dared to yell from a hundred meters away, occasionally throwing a bit of insignificant trash.

While Americans were stubborn, they weren't foolish. They might charge at the police and even resort to homemade firebombs during riots, but when facing the overwhelming force of the army, they only dared to shout.

Because they knew the army would actually open fire.

Mixed within the crowds from all directions were many eunuchs who had traveled from various places. Faced with such tight defenses, some hesitated, while others were eager to try.

Those who dared to make the decision to castrate themselves certainly didn't lack ruthlessness in their character. Practicing the Bixie Swordplay for a long time also exacerbated their paranoia and even madness.

Those with shallow cultivation might not dare, but several eunuchs who had practiced the sword for longer than "one-tenth of a Kun year" harbored ambitions of charging forward.

No one noticed that a plane was hovering in the sky, maintaining its stealth. Lin Hao was waiting inside.

As noon approached, seeing that there were enough spectators and the eunuchs had also entered the arena, Lin Hao was about to provide escort.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding space flipped like a mirror, and the entire plane was dragged into another dimension.

Lin Hao's expression changed, turning grim.

Pushing open the plane's cabin door, he saw a floating open space within the mirror-like shattered dimension. On the open space, an old, bald nun wearing a peculiar monk's robe was waiting.

"Mr. Lin, hello." The Ancient One nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Heh!" Lin Hao wasn't intimidated. He picked up the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, stepped on Geppo, and leaped onto the open space.

"Mr. Lin, when Master Zhang Heng founded S.P.E.A.R., it was to protect humanity from alien races. S.P.E.A.R. and S.H.I.E.L.D. were once one, why must..."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Hao laughed in anger, shouting, "When Nick Fury slaughtered my S.P.E.A.R. colleagues at the end of last year, why didn't you step forward and tell him S.P.E.A.R. and S.H.I.E.L.D. were one?"

The Ancient One was speechless and sighed, "Conflicts between nations are inevitable. Kamar-Taj and S.P.E.A.R. are both organizations that protect the entire human civilization from the shadows..."

"Bullshit!"

Lin Hao roared, slamming the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade heavily onto the open space. A surge of Conqueror's Haki poured out.

The Ancient One frowned slightly but felt no discomfort.

This old nun had lived for hundreds of years, continuously absorbing power from the Dark Dimension and meticulously studying the magic of the Vishanti Trinity. Her spiritual power had long transcended the mundane.

"You talk about human civilization all the time. If you truly cared about human civilization, you should have led Earthlings into space centuries ago. Over these hundreds of years, even if you couldn't rival the Kree Empire, you should at least have reached the level of Xandar."

"You've seen so many civilizations and experienced different timelines. Don't you know that human conflicts arise from resources?"

"Humanity is not ready to venture into space. Rushing in will only bring destruction to humanity." The old nun's patience was limited, and her expression changed when being yelled at.

"Heh, how many aliens have visited Earth over the millennia?" Lin Hao sneered. "They're allowed to use Earth as a battlefield, and we just have to drive them away. Are we destined to suffer every time?"

"..." The Ancient One frowned, looked at Lin Hao squarely, and said in a deep voice, "Your ideas are too dangerous!"

"Talking is useless, let's settle this with our skills!"

Lin Hao wrapped his Conqueror's Haki around the blade, and in an instant, purplish-red lightning gathered. The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit manifested as a white light on the blade's edge.

Lin Hao swung his blade at the Ancient One, the vibrating power spreading first. Numerous surrounding mirrors shattered, and purple-red lightning attached itself to a black blade light, flying towards the Ancient One.

The Ancient One moved her hands, and layers of golden shields floated before her.

The black blade light slashed down, and the golden light shields shattered into flying golden dust, disappearing in an instant.

After unleashing a strike, Lin Hao charged forward, attempting to engage the Ancient One in close combat.

The great blade felt like a weak willow in Lin Hao's hands, easily maneuvered. With another strike, he thrust it into a less protected area of the light shields from a tricky angle.

As the blade approached, golden stepping stones appeared beneath the Ancient One's feet, and she leaped up, using her strength. With a circle of her hands, a red, ribbon-like rune appeared, which she flung towards the great blade.

The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade was bound by the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, and Lin Hao found himself unable to break free for a moment.

He decisively abandoned his weapon, raised his fists, a layer of black covering his arms, and purple-red lightning coiled around them.

His fists, imbued with Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki, struck the golden light shields, destroying them layer by layer like peeling an onion, rapidly closing in on the Ancient One.

The Ancient One hadn't expected Lin Hao to become even fiercer after discarding his weapon. Immediately, she drew a circle with her left hand, opening a spatial portal. In her right hand, a golden Sword of Vishanti appeared, which she thrust directly into the portal.

The other side of the spatial portal was Lin Hao's back of the head.

His Observation Haki sent frantic warnings, and Lin Hao, having predicted a fragment of the future, spun around. He grabbed the Sword of Vishanti with his left hand, and with his right, he took a risk, reaching through the spatial portal. He tossed a white mass of energy, which he had been loosely holding, towards her, then swiftly withdrew his hand to avoid being cut by the spatial rift.

Lin Hao's predictive ability and reckless actions caught the Ancient One off guard. By the time she saw the energy mass flying towards her, it was too late to defend.

The energy mass exploded with a roar.

Lin Hao, having anticipated this, blocked his head with his arms and retreated rapidly.

The Ancient One, having taken the full force of the energy blast, no longer possessed her earlier composure.