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The sound of fists exploded like thunderclaps, the air where Chen Anquan’s punches struck boiling like a pot of oil.
Bang!
Punch force: 1000 kilograms!
“Has it really broken through 1000 kilograms? That’s a ton of punching power?” Chen Anquan stared incredulously at the punch force meter. The figure startled even him.
Only a few days ago, his punch force was just 830 kilograms. His attributes had grown to this terrifying level in such a short time!
A low shout suddenly rang out—quiet, yet it resounded like a thunderclap across the heavens and earth, striking He Xiu’s heart so fiercely that his breath caught and his hands froze mid-motion.
Xu Bansheng naturally smiled in agreement, while Fan Dongliu remained silent, suspecting Xu Bansheng harbored other secrets. Still, Xu’s straightforward generosity meant that the closer he stayed, the more benefits would come his way.
The armored warriors in the other three scenes were all marching. Two of the groups numbered around seventy soldiers each—likely the Southeastern and Western Military Districts—while the contingent exceeding three hundred was a joint force, probably the combined troops of France and Britain.
“Sir, we should head downstairs to take cover first,” the bodyguard lowered his body, his voice trembling as he spoke to Du Yuesheng.
Suddenly, the sky-blue giant frog flicked out its tongue again. Fortunately, Du Yuesheng was prepared this time, or else he would have been left utterly embarrassed.
Where he was now didn’t seem to concern Du Yuesheng. His focus remained on the Heavenly Court and the continents under his control.
While He Qihuan was engrossed in studying to enter a new realm, the two elders were also enduring hardships to break into a new domain.
When the deputy general spoke, many warriors below cursed inwardly. Many harbored the thought of making a run for it once they got inside—they didn’t want to serve as free labor for the army. But that hope was dashed now. Judging by the wary and suspicious glances around, they knew that escape would be difficult.
This segment of the troops was the main target of Fei Heng’s strikes. The complete high-tech defense system dealt them heavy blows before they even got within thirty kilometers of the two cities. Unless the weather was extremely severe, the Xuzhou command wouldn’t need to deploy forces to neutralize this threat.
Many recalled Xu Zhongqian’s earlier words: “No one can stand against the marriage of the Xu family.”
Under the Supreme Yin-Yang ability, those six hours were far from ordinary six hours.
They clearly had designs on Bai Yan, which was morally indefensible... yet the remaining members of Yun Yin Village stubbornly demanded the surrender of the culprit, Hyuga Hizashi, unless Konoha was willing to ignite a war.
The Feathered Serpent God nodded gently, uttering an incomprehensible dialect. The warship slowly turned, its main cannon aimed toward the southeast and southwest. The Feathered Serpent God shifted lightly on the aerial warship, the arrow cloud’s target locked onto Nan Huaizi.
Suddenly, some ruins began to collapse. Lin Feng, carrying the rubble, finally emerged from beneath the thick debris into a wondrous underground world that seemed frozen in time.
The observers from the Military Technology Academy and noble clans were also helping, learning how to fight using musketeers.
“Maybe they want to use Master Jiraiya’s techniques!” Uchiha Itachi pondered for a moment, the greasy old man’s words still ringing in his ears.
The generals gathered at the main tent, reporting the losses sustained by each ten-thousand-strong camp to King Wu.
The afterimages of two claws shredded everything before them. Under the crimson Sharingan of the Nine-Tails, even blood appeared pale.
All the masters had gone en masse to the Netherworld Mountain. By the time Murong Yuqing arrived, there wasn’t a single expert above nine stars left in the city.
Brother Ai Weiwei immediately sensed trouble: “Ah, Shi Mei, we entered the Immortal Palace together. We took on several missions. Neither you nor I are outsiders.”