I, Texibolai, Swear

"Silva, your leg has been broken. This is truly reaping what you sow!"

As a third party in the chaotic battle zone, Zhang Xuezhou had no obligation to determine who belonged to whom.

He would fire a burst of bullets at anything he could aim at.

Having not handled firearms for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou felt quite good.

"Steel's thighs must be quite thick, while Clark's thighs are very long!"

Zhang Xuezhou had no intention of breaking Silva's leg; he just wanted to give Steel and Clark a couple of shots to prevent any accidents when they met.

Having missed his target with his first shot, Zhang Xuezhou quickly switched to his second, thick thigh.

Of course, he didn't forget to finish off the Sequence Holder spoke and revealed the exact location.

"Tehebrew, you bastard, stop shooting randomly!"

Zhang Xuezhou's third shot clearly triggered another round of misinterpretations and harsh criticism, since he was indeed capable of hitting people.

The smoke made it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to determine the location of these people, but he was too close. Once he spotted his opponent, the bullets were almost already in place when they were fired.

Where is the steel needle?

After his burst of shots went wrong, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to shout something in a Hebrew voice.

"I'm right here, come and shoot me if you dare!"

When Montessler's rough, gruff voice came through, Zhang Xuezhou immediately turned his gun around.

A slight piercing sound rang out, and Montessler's voice vanished instantly.

"Tehebrew, well done! Steelhorn was hit in the right leg by your armor-piercing bullet. His leg is bleeding, and he can't run as smoothly anymore!"

"Watch out, Clark! She's after you!"

Two voices came, almost prompting Zhang Xuezhou to fire two more shots.

However, when the two men mentioned that Montes Clark had come to hunt them down, Zhang Xuezhou immediately became much more restrained.

"If An Ran were here, even if she could only hold Clark back for a little while, I could fire a bullet at him, and once that hit, things would be much easier!"

Zhang Xuezhou crouched down, occasionally observing the visible area underground, waiting for Montes Clark's legs to come into view.

"Got you!"

Snipers are not effective in the melee of the Sequence Holder; the excessive distance leaves them with no room to maneuver.

These types of gunmen are only suitable for launching surprise attacks before a battle begins, or for hiding in a certain location and waiting for an opportunity.

Perhaps the sniper won't be able to fire a single shot even until the fight ends.

With several people wounded by gunfire, including Montesquieu, eliminating the sniper became crucial.

Zhang Xuezhou had been lying on the ground for less than a minute when he heard a cold wind blowing from above.

His body tilted to the side, and he felt as if his head had been struck three times in quick succession.

"A sniper from the Seventh Sequence?"

Sequence Holder without a resistance layer can only dodge attacks; if hit, they will inevitably be injured or even killed.

Zhang Xuezhou withstood three blows to the head, causing Montes Clark to let out a low cry and leap quickly through the smoke.

"You brain-chopping woman!"

Montes Clark excelled in speed, but his striking power was somewhat lacking. In addition, he misjudged Zhang Xuezhou's strength, and the fighting techniques he used were limited in power. He failed to sever Zhang Xuezhou's head even after three consecutive strikes.

The physical strength of the Body Technique was undeniable at this moment, but the Body Technique is a technique that withstands blows head-on, and the pain it suffers will not be less than that of the Stabilizing Technique, which deflects force.

Zhang Xuezhou covered his head with his left hand, stamping his foot in pain, while raising his sniper rifle with his right hand to fire a final shot upwards.

A pale white light rose from his body, and then he rolled over.

"I'm going to die! Clark was watching me kill, and she chopped three times at my head!"

Zhang Xuezhou did not choose to leave or confront Montes Clark alone.

He activated his physical body technique and released the Halt Warfare Formula yelled and charged into the smoke.

"Who's in charge of sniping this woman? Call them over here to help!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

A spinning, flaming thorn wheel shot out from the smoke and grazed his neck.

With a faint white flash of light, the Halt Warfare Formula, a wheel covered in sharp spikes capable of severing a neck, hurtled away. Zhang Xuezhou didn't hold back, raising his sniper rifle and firing a shot directly into the smoke.

A muffled groan came from the ground. Zhang Xuezhou felt as if he had been struck heavily in the back, and he staggered forward a few steps.

"Watch out, the Thehebrews are already in the Seventh Sequence!"

"What?"

Hearing whispers, Zhang Xuezhou raised his sniper rifle, but upon hearing rapid footsteps, he had no choice but to give up.

Locking Law Power an opponent requires at least sensing them; even a slight delay can allow the opponent to dodge quickly.

Ultimately, while his shooting skills are top-notch, his reaction time is indeed lacking compared to these high- Sequence Holder, making it difficult for him to launch a quick counterattack. He can only resort to sneak attacks or seize the opportunity when the opponent makes a move.

"I'll lead the charge, and we'll all go in shoulder to shoulder!"

"They're all keeping quiet because they're afraid I'll steal the throne!"

"I'm useless without bullets when I'm sniping. Even with armor, I'm just a target. What are you guys afraid of?"

"I swear, I, Te Hebrew, will never lay a finger on the position of Speaker of the Grand Council!"

The sudden appearance of a Seventh Sequence individual in the Aomeijia Alliance not only startled Montes Clark, but even the rebel gang was momentarily shocked.

Previously, the Sequence Holder dealt with Montes Clark showed signs of tacitly agreeing to stop and assess the situation.

Zhang Xuezhou's mind raced, and he had to give a long explanation.

As he repeatedly assured them, he had already been hit by a bullet and three swords.

Physical techniques cannot withstand bullets, Halt Warfare Formula cannot completely evade them, but the combined effect of both is remarkable.

As long as the opponent uses metal weapons, Zhang Xuezhou can gain some advantage.

Of course, he also has weapons he fears.

For example, stun guns and genetically modified weapons that deliver electric shocks.

Lightning Avoidance Instruction can significantly reduce the damage caused by electric current, but this requires Zhang Xuezhou to accurately switch between avoidance methods.

He struggled even to lock onto his opponent with his Law Power, let alone his body, which lacked the precision to make such judgments and switch targets.

Ultimately, Zhang Xuezhou is a Technique Method- type cultivator; he is physically resilient, but he focuses more on ranged combat.

One of the three sword strikes that hit Zhang Xuezhou released a powerful electric current, causing his body to tremble for a while, and he almost couldn't resist unleashing an indiscriminate pressure attack.

"Tessa is afraid of electricity! Stop Clark and make him slow down!"

The oaths were of little use, but Zhang Xuezhou's trembling from the electric shocks eased the wariness of many allies.

In the smoke, swift blades and swords clashed repeatedly, and there were always those who parried the attacks.

The probability of Sixth Sequence individual losing to Seventh Sequence individual is 99%, and the tolerance provided by the resistance layer almost forms an absolute watershed.

The Sequence Holder of the Aomeijia Alliance tacitly accepted the absolute dominance of this sequence until the Scarlet Alliance State engaged in a series of fierce battles on Alliance Island, at which point the Seventh Sequence didn't seem as terrifying as they had imagined.

If Badun, the Eighth Sequence individual, did not exist, the distribution of interests within the Aomeijia Alliance should change, and should not be dictated by Clark and Steel, the Seventh Sequence individuals.

This wasn't just the sentiment of many provincial Lineage; even within the Montes Lineage itself, divisions were gradually forming.

Some people fight with genuine effort, while others contribute their manpower but not their strength, and some even fake the fights.

However, when it came to Clark and Steel, many people were undoubtedly putting in their best effort, believing that these two die-hard Montes Lineage loyalists had to be brought down before anything else could be discussed.