Chapter 572 - 465: Audacious Gao Neng: Hunting the Strongest

More than Gao Xiaomeng, he wanted Gao Neng dead.

Li Tiannan and Sword Elder now had a choice to make as well.

Because Gao Neng had already made the choice for them, successfully drawing all of the "Silver Horn King’s" hatred onto himself.

Under these circumstances, they had to act, whether they wanted to or not.

"Silver Horn King, don’t get cocky!" Li Tiannan bellowed and shot forward, his body transforming into a bolt of twisting lightning.

"It’s two against one. You have no chance of winning," Sword Elder said, moving as well.

After all, no matter what, they couldn’t just stand by and watch Gao Neng be killed.

A battle between the Strongest...

It was a fight they had to take!

"Hm? Two of you... You think the two of you can stop me?!" The Blood Marshal bristled upon hearing the name "Silver Horn King" again, as if someone had touched a raw nerve.

Two silver horns!

They were a symbol of his power.

And now, because of them, he’d been saddled with the name Silver Horn King.

’I’ll be damned if I don’t kill you...’

’My name isn’t Yin!’

The Blood Marshal decisively resolved to kill Gao Neng first.

But just then, Gao Neng suddenly charged straight at him.

"..." The Blood Marshal was inwardly stunned.

’Someone’s actually eager to die?’

’Is it really going to be this easy?’

In fact, it wasn’t just him; Li Tiannan and Sword Elder were equally stunned.

"Gao Neng, run!"

"You’re no match for him!"

The two of them shouted simultaneously.

Gao Neng was shouting too, but his words were different from Li Tiannan’s and Sword Elder’s.

"Commander Qin, this is our chance to hunt down a Strongest from another race! We can’t let him get away! Hurry and get the other Ninth-Orders over here to form a four-man battle formation! With my master and your master here, two against one might not be enough to kill him, but with three against one, you think he can still escape?" Gao Neng yelled.

"Two-on-one? Three-on-one? That’s right!" Qin Jianfei froze for a second, then his eyes lit up.

Gao Neng’s plan was crystal clear.

A few Ninth-Orders forming a four-man battle formation.

This was exactly the strategy proposed in the Military Department’s reforms.

Yes.

Li Tiannan and Sword Elder working together might not be enough to take down the Blood Marshal. But if they added a four-man battle formation to the mix, it would be equivalent to having three Strongest-level combatants.

Three Strongest fighting one of the other races...

Their chances were at least seventy percent!

SWOOSH!

Qin Jianfei instantly fired off the signal for emergency assembly.

At that moment, realization dawned on both Li Tiannan and Sword Elder.

"That little rascal, Gao Neng... he’s charging in to kill a Strongest!"

"Damn it, the nerve on this kid! I wasn’t even thinking about how to keep this Blood Race member here, and he’s already planning to kill him?"

The two exchanged a look.

Their eyes held a complex, undisguised emotion.

A mix of excitement and anxiety!

The Blood Marshal, who had just clenched his fist to obliterate Gao Neng with a single punch, now found his expression turning ugly.

’This kid actually wants to kill me?!’ The Blood Marshal was startled. He immediately sensed that things were not looking good; he now seemed to be at a complete disadvantage.

Most importantly, who knew what had gotten into the two human Strongest. After being goaded on by Gao Neng, they were recklessly throwing themselves into a battle between Strongest without a second thought.

For the humans of the past...

...this would have been an absolutely impossible turn of events.

In the past, humans had been filled with fear at the sight of him. Unless it was the final, decisive battle, they would always choose to endure.

That mentality had practically been set in stone for the past century.

But today...

A human like Gao Neng, who had just broken through to the Seventh Order, saw him, and his first thought was to kill him?!

The Blood Marshal felt it was about time for him to run.

His intuition was telling him that he shouldn’t linger here, at least not until reinforcements from the other races arrived.

But to just run away like this...

...was far too humiliating.

"You want to kill me? Then let’s see if you can even withstand a single palm strike from me!" The Blood Marshal watched Gao Neng get closer and closer, wisps of Blood Mist seeping from the corners of his eyes.

He was well aware of Gao Neng’s abilities.

His own son, the Blood Grand Marshal, had experienced them firsthand.

So, he had long since committed his son’s words to heart: Gao Neng possessed an ’extremely powerful Illusion Technique’. If you wanted to kill him, you couldn’t get too close.

Although he didn’t know if such an Illusion Technique would be effective against him...

...there was no need to take the risk.

’Better to strike from a distance!’

The Blood Marshal’s fist tightened, and he struck without hesitation.

"Die!"

"No, he won’t die!" A voice declared, and at the same instant the Blood Marshal threw his punch, a figure appeared before him. Two deep-blue eyes stared at him calmly.

That’s right.

It was Gao Xiaomeng.

BOOM!

The punch landed squarely on Gao Xiaomeng.

"Ouchie!" Gao Xiaomeng cried out, then went flying like a rubber ball, landing right in front of Gao Neng.

"???" The Blood Marshal was bewildered.

’What just happened?’

’My punch was perfectly accurate.’

’How did it not kill this cat?’

Moreover, it felt more like he had punched a water balloon.

There was no solid point of impact.

"How dare you hit me, the Xiaomeng Queen! Gao Neng, kill him!" Gao Xiaomeng’s eyes blazed with fury as she landed in front of Gao Neng.

"Get out of the way! Tangtang, blast him!" Gao Neng didn’t hold back.

"On it!" As Fang Tangtang spoke, a massive cannon barrel was already propped on Gao Neng’s shoulder, and she simultaneously pulled the trigger.

A perfect three-point alignment.

This shot wouldn’t miss.

BOOM!

A mushroom cloud rose over the city wall.

A swath of the defending Ice and Snow Race members died instantly.

However, the Blood Marshal was a Strongest, after all. Even a neutron bomb couldn’t have truly harmed him. It only left a tiny wound on his Scale Armor.

It was just a small gash seared by the intense heat, not even drawing blood.

But even so, the Blood Marshal was stunned.

As a Strongest...

...he could tell with a single glance that Fang Tangtang hadn’t even reached the high-order ranks. But that shot... it had actually managed to damage his Scale Armor?!

"Who is this little girl?!" The Blood Marshal’s eyes went completely red.

It was as if blood was flowing within them.

He wanted Gao Neng dead, but what was the result?

His punch had been blocked by Gao Xiaomeng.

Not only that, but he was immediately hit by Fang Tangtang’s cannon. He had never experienced such an outcome in battle before.

Worse, Li Tiannan and Sword Elder had already seized the opportunity to close in.

SWISH!

A golden light descended.

Blazingly bright.

The flair of this sword strike... now *that* was a true sword...

Far more stylish than Qin Jianfei’s, at least.

It was subtle yet sharp. While not as domineering or flamboyant, it possessed a much deeper Sword Intent and a compressed, endless killing intent.

"Kill!"

Sword Elder became the sword itself.

And Li Tiannan, likewise, transformed into a bolt of lightning.

"Since you’ve come, you will die here! I, Li Tiannan, have dominated battlefields for decades to earn the title of War God. How could I let my own apprentice show me up?" This time, Li Tiannan didn’t immediately begin charging his ’Ghost Lightning Technique’.

His goal was to pin down the Blood Marshal.

Qin Jianfei tilted his head back. ’Master’s swordsmanship has become even more refined! And Elder Li’s lightning... is even more aggressive! So then, what should I, Qin Jianfei, do?’

At this thought, a golden light flashed in Qin Jianfei’s eyes as well.

’I, Qin Jianfei, am also a sword! I concealed my blade for ten years to slay a Ninth-Order with a single strike. I won’t be outdone by my master either!’ A heroic spirit suddenly surged within Qin Jianfei.

’I can slay a Ninth-Order with a single strike.’

’Should I fear a Strongest from the Blood Race?’

’No!’

’I am strong!’

SWISH!

Qin Jianfei drew his sword.

He was positioned below the city, directly beneath the Blood Marshal. So when he unleashed his attack, his Sword Intent merged with that of the Sword Elder.

It was a sword shimmering with golden light.