Qin Ze sneered, "You really do love to play the teacher."
The test subject grinned. "They are more diligent and studious than I imagined, and they can even apply what they've learned to other situations."
"I just did it on a whim; I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise."
"I am invincible now."
"I have an inexhaustible source of energy."
"And how long can you hold out?"
The test subject's face was full of amusement.
They seemed to think they had the other party completely under their control.
Qin Ze quickly informed everyone about the situation with the Energy Gathering Tower through the chat group.
[ Scholar: No wonder the company is so eager to start this war; they've been preparing for it for a long time.]
[ Catch a Fox Spirit: The company was unaware of the experimental subject's situation, and now the Energy Gathering Tower Network they had meticulously prepared for so long has benefited him instead.]
[ On the Slacking on the Sidelines: Never mind who's getting married, how are we supposed to fight now?]
He was barely Slacking on the Sidelines and his mentality was starting to crumble; he even considered getting on the front page.
They had a great start, and the advantage was on their side.
How did things suddenly turn around and we're at a disadvantage?
[ Beast Tamer: I can take people to deal with the Energy Gathering Tower and try to finish it within three hours]
[ Scholar: Over a hundred towers, and how many people do you have?]
[ Beast Tamer: We don't need to destroy all one hundred-plus towers; just remove the Energy Gathering Tower that can provide support to the vicinity of the Sea Capital.]
[ Yao Yuan: Not for now, not everyone has arrived yet. I'll handle it once everyone is here.]
Qin Ze was stunned.
Not everyone has arrived?
All the Hunter were present.
The test subjects and company personnel were also present.
Who else is missing?
Swish--
While Qin Ze was still in a daze, the experimental subject's long arm suddenly lashed out, leaving a bloody scratch on his chest.
roar--
The two dragons on Qin Ze's shoulders roared and pounced forward.
With one experimental subject in each hand, their fate was held in the throat.
With a "bang," the two Dragon of Lightning and Fire were instantly shattered.
Apart from the Fairy, the other Hunter are engaged in combat with the company's Mobile Team.
The Mobile Team sent this time was also composed entirely of elites, with an average strength of level four to five, and was led by two Level Seven Martial Artist.
A good woman fears being pursued by a man.
The test subject gave the Mobile Team the order that not a single Hunter should escape.
Even when Law Enforcement came to help, the Mobile Team only had eyes for the Hunter, clinging to them like glue.
While dealing with Qin Ze and the Fairy's combined attack, the test subject said to Qin Ze, "This is your last chance to join me."
Qin Ze frowned.
He was constantly looking for an opportunity to replicate the attack on the king in the Otherworld.
However, unlike in Otherworld, they now lack high-end combat power.
No one could hold off the experimental subject.
The Fairy couldn't hold on for long by herself.
Qin Ze muttered to himself, "Brother, when are your men finally arriving?"
Suddenly, ripples spread across the battlefield, a sign that someone was teleporting.
"Old Liu, you're quite the fighter."
From within the ripples, another elderly man with a youthful face strode out.
Yao Yuan remained expressionless as he looked at the approaching old man and said in a deep voice, " Elder He, it seems your injuries have healed."
The youthful-looking old man Elder He, laughed heartily, "Young Yao, no need for such sarcastic remarks."
"This is a deal between me and Old Liu."
"I helped them fight this battle, and they helped me heal my wounds."
Old Man Elder He, with his youthful face, glanced at the experimental subject confronting Qin Ze in the distance and frowned. "How did this thing get out?"
Elder Liu, slightly out of breath, said, "Never mind him, suppress that brat Yao first."
Old Man Elder He withdrew his gaze. "Young people are so brave, they don't know their own limitations."
The golden King's Sword in Yao Yuan's hand trembled slightly as he whispered, "We still don't have enough people."
Elder He struck out with his palm.
Yao Yuan flicked his longsword lightly, instantly piercing through the palm.
Elder He withdrew his blood-soaked hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Such powerful sword intent."
Elder Liu sighed, "It will be difficult for the two of us to suppress him."
"And me too!"
A burly man with explosive muscles all over his body, carrying a giant hammer, emerged from the void.
"And my husband and I."
Melodious music drifted from afar.
A couple in their thirties arrived, seemingly stepping through the air.
The woman held a pipa (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) in her arms.
The man held a bamboo flute in his hand.
Qin Ze's gaze darkened; all those who came were at Level Nine.
These people are people who have received favors from the company on a regular basis, and they came today specifically to repay those favors.
What exactly does Brother Yuanzi want to do in this fight?
Qin Ze admitted that the Human Race's Number One Sword was very strong.
It can take on five Level Nine opponents at once.
Even if the Sword God came, he'd still have to sing "Conquer."
A convoy of cars was approaching from the direction of Sea Capital.
Then another hundred or so martial artists came down.
Part of them are Mobile Team.
The rest are either mercenaries or Sequence warriors.
As soon as they got out of the car, they surrounded the Hunter, their target very clear.
These martial artists have an average strength of level five to six.
They were either hired by the company or there to repay a favor.
Qin Ze sneered upon seeing this.
Is the company trying to kill off these Hunter so that the World Will can select new Hunter from within the company?
Qin Ze looked up at Yao Yuan, whose robes were fluttering in the sky.
He hadn't mentioned their current predicament at all before, so Qin Ze didn't believe he hadn't anticipated it.
This Human Race's Number One Sword stood tall and straight, like an ancient pine tree.
He's still waiting.
Qin Ze gripped the brand-new Divine Markings greatsword, staring at the experimental subjects, and asked, "How many of these people are connected to you?"
The test subject grinned. "Guess."
In the Level Nine battlefield in the sky, Yao Yuan was surrounded by five level Level Nine Martial Artist.
Elder Liu's expression finally relaxed considerably.
"Yao kid, are you going to surrender or not?"
Yao Yuan said calmly, "Wait a little longer."
Elder Liu frowned. "Waiting for what?"
The burly man weighed the large hammer in his hand. "Playing dumb!"
"Let's all charge forward side by side!"
"I'd like to see just how capable these so-called Human Race Sword Immortal really are!"
Yao Yuan's body was enveloped in a surge of sword energy, making him appear aloof and independent.
"Huh? Why are there so many people?"
A surprised and doubtful voice rang in everyone's ears.
A beautiful, long-haired, mature woman with delicate features stepped out of the void.
Yao Yuan smiled and said, "Alright, everyone's here now."
The Fairy in the distance couldn't help but grit her teeth when she saw Cancer.
"That brat!"
"We haven't gone back yet!"
You completely ignored me!
"Are you looking to die now?"
The appearance of Cancer was within Qin Ze's expectations.
He had guessed it when that crazy woman said she was going to do something big.
At this moment, the Fairy was like an angry hen, wishing she could grab Cancer by the ear and drag her over.
Cancer also spotted the Fairy, but she shrank back, turned her face away, and dared not meet her gaze.
Elder Liu looked the girl up and down, his face full of suspicion. She wasn't part of the plan, so where did she come from?
Cancer politely waved his hand. "You guys are busy, I have other things to do."
Once she identified the test subject, she immediately set out to capture them.
Zheng--
A sword rang out suddenly.
Immediately, an overwhelming sword intent enveloped all the Level Nine Martial Artist present.