"Ninja Amaterasu!"

Seeing Wang Zheng's eyes instantly become glazed over, the female ninja was overjoyed. After letting out a low shout, two blazing white flames suddenly shot out from her eyes.

This is one of the strongest ninjutsu she knows, designed to kill in one strike.

But was Young Master Wang really fooled?

At this moment, perhaps it was the anger in his heart that made him feel that the benefits had been taken away, perhaps it was the disgust he felt for these Japanese devils, or perhaps it was because women would only speed up Wang Dashao's punches, but in any case, that mysterious feeling from before suddenly reappeared in Wang Zheng's mind.

As the surrounding scenery slowed down once again, Wang Zheng still hadn't made a move. To outsiders, he appeared to be standing still, completely bewildered.

For Wang Zheng, this was the third time he had triggered this magical ability, and he was quite adept at it.

"What level of player are you to dare compete with me in playing with fire? Amaterasu, my foot!"

Wang Shao smiled slightly, then opened his mouth and spat out a ball of black and red candle flame, which instantly shattered the opponent's so-called strongest ninjutsu and evaporated all the annoying mist.

As soon as Young Master Wang threw a punch, he suddenly remembered the brain core in the Japanese soldier's head, so he braked abruptly, turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed the other man's slender neck.

To prevent the brain core from being directly knocked away, Young Master Wang thoughtfully refrained from throwing a punch, instead exerting slight force with his palm and pushing upwards sharply with his thumb...

With a crisp "crack," the so-called number one ninja of Ritsumoto perished.

The flesh on both sides of his neck was crushed into a lump of minced meat, leaving only the broken cervical vertebrae and the blood droplets congealed in mid-air to tell the story of how tragic the end of this extraordinary person was.

The next second, the flow of time returned to normal, and the blood that had been congealed under the high pressure in the blood vessels gushed out wildly.

Young Master Wang held a dazzling, transparent rhomboid crystal in his hand, grinned, and let go, allowing the headless corpse to crash heavily to the ground, striking the little dog's guts.

The scene was so cruel it sent chills down my spine...

Seeing that Wang Zheng had effortlessly and easily defeated the number one ninja in the country in just one exchange, the remaining extraordinary beings of Liben were all ashen-faced.

The Onmyoji, Inuichirou, became so anxious that he started cursing.

Even though he had the numerical advantage, he was so panicked that he started talking nonsense.

"Is this how you Chinese grandmasters bully others? Now that you've dealt with the Demon King's forces, you plan to turn on us allies? I knew it! The so-called Human Alliance is just empty talk. Who will believe you Chinese people in the future!"

Despite his fierce cursing, he was actually the most cowardly of all the Japanese soldiers and the first to run away.

The guy was cursing as he backed away, and he was almost at the gatehouse now. He was probably about to make a run for his life at any moment.

Faced with this guy's malicious provocation and baseless accusations, the other superhumans are not stupid and will not be so easily fooled.

Let's not even talk about how the number of all these extraordinary beings combined is less than the number of grandmasters in China. But even if they were, could they possibly defeat them?

Moreover, just look at the fact that only the Chinese can recover in this light drizzle. Isn't the implication obvious enough? These few Japanese devils can't see the situation clearly, so their deaths are pointless.

Of course, facing such a situation, Hu Weiguo, the commander of Huaxia present at the time, also had a bit of a headache.

Although he hesitated about Wang Zheng's actions after seeing the other superhumans' wariness, he was actually unwilling to let these guys take the benefits.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Hu Weiguo, after struggling with his decision for a long time, finally looked up and tried to persuade Wang Zheng to stop.

But when he saw the demon king's inner core and corpse scattered all over the ground, he gritted his teeth and turned his head away, pretending not to have heard anything.

After all, the rarity of this Demon King's inner core is evident; it's a treasure that there are only a handful of in the entire country.

Even if he was thinking of the bigger picture and didn't want to break ties with the representatives of these other countries, he couldn't bear to lose if he really opened that door and let them take advantage of him.

Thinking of this, he simply stopped caring and kept comforting himself.

"Anyway, Wang Zheng isn't from our military region, so it's none of my business... I have no say in this..."

At this point, all the official commanders in China pretended not to see it, which emboldened Young Master Wang even more.

When Wang Zheng glanced at him and noticed that Hu Weiguo had turned his head away and wouldn't look him in the eye, he understood what the old master meant.

Isn't this just a case of using someone else's power to intimidate and threaten? That's exactly what they're good at!

The foreign superhumans also looked rather grim upon seeing Wang Zheng's actions, which he had tacitly approved. They knew very well that, putting aside everything else, at the very least, these precious inner cores on the ground were no longer of much concern to them.

Young Master Wang was secretly delighted. He had always felt that our country was too focused on the big picture.

This gave these opportunists the confidence to rebel.

Even for Wang Dashao, these greedy guys, if you don't beat them into submission, they'll only become more and more demanding.

If he continues to take action, and with so many grandmasters vouching for him, he can help China deter these villains from entering the country, and he can also bring all the Japanese devils who hate him to the west. Why not do it?

Anyway, I'm young, so it's normal for me to disobey orders. Besides, Commander-in-Chief Hu Weiguo didn't stop me...

With that thought, Wang Shao cast aside his last remaining reservations and charged into the crowd, punching the Yokohama ninja group and kicking Tokyo Hot... cough cough... kicking Tokyo Inuichirou.

It was truly like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, beating the opposing team so badly they cried out in agony, suffering unspeakable misery.

The three Japanese soldiers who were still blocking Wang Dashao's way were all melee fighters. At this moment, they were all beaten until they vomited blood and flew backward one after another.

These people, at the cost of having their bones cracked inch by inch, realized the absolute gap in strength between themselves and Young Master Wang.

The next second, they all recklessly self-destructed, hoping to use this to withstand Young Master Wang's ferocity.

When Wang Zheng saw the three of them expose themselves, he sighed with regret.

There was no way around it; he was genuinely heartbroken.

He'd seen plenty of demon king cores, but this superhuman brain core was something he'd only just found. Comparing the two, perhaps this brain core was even more precious...