“I never thought humans were lowly before, but after seeing it today, I realize they are nothing special!” Bu Yao put away the sacred coffin, and a mark appeared between her brows, a pattern of a sword stuck with a feather.
"Since ancient times, the victor is king and the loser is villain. Whether one is lowly or not is written by the victor!" Yin Cha said dismissively. The current status of the human race is only because they are weak. Even if she took something from the other party today, so what? As long as the other party dies, there will be no problem.
"You really think you've got this in the bag!" Bu Yao drew her weapon with a clang; it was a gleaming, azure-green sword.
"Sorry, I actually won!"
Yin Cha waved her hand, and twelve soldiers stepped forward, each of them at the peak of the eighth rank.
"Is this the super soldiers secretly trained by the warlords?" Liu Zhaodi clearly knew about the warlords' trump cards. Super soldiers were already several times stronger than ordinary people from the very beginning, and with such physical qualities, their starting point directly determined their potential.
"Form ranks!"
At Yin Cha's command, twelve soldiers formed a battle formation, surrounding Bu Yao and her companion.
"Charge!" Yin Cha, wielding a bronze iron whip, charged forward towards Bu Yao.
"Ha!" Bu Yao took a step forward, and the eight royal meridians in her body erupted at their strongest state. With a light flick of her sword, she blocked 70% of the attack. The moment she blocked the attack, the energy in her body began to surge wildly.
"Soul Sword! Spiritual Might!"
The sudden burst of soul and spirit energy disrupted the Crimson Blood Army's formation. Bu Yao unleashed a sword strike imbued with at least two thousand units of power, aimed directly at Yin Cha.
However, facing such a sharp sword, Yin Cha seemed unconcerned and continued to attack. Just as the blade was about to land on her head, the twelve super soldiers moved. One of them blocked it with his arm guard. They thought that a strike with 2,000 units of power would be enough to kill a super soldier who was only at the eighth level, but the result was unexpected.
The incredibly fierce attack was blocked by the Crimson Blood Army soldier, who was only at the eighth rank. Yin Cha said confidently, "In order to deal with the Holy Spirit, our army gathered the strength of an entire city to find these twelve sets of combination armor. As long as you cannot kill all twelve of them in one blow, they are invincible!"
"Bluster!" Bu Yao completely ignored Yin Cha's words. There is no invincible being in this world. If there is, it's because you are too weak.
With her all-around abilities across all three systems, she unleashed her power, but because her talents had not yet awakened, she was unable to kill any of the Crimson Blood Army's super soldiers.
"I'll do it!" The man in ancient costume tore off his shirt, revealing his originally thin body to have grown enormous in an instant. No one would have guessed that such a refined-looking person was actually a muscular behemoth.
"Wan Jin, be careful!" Bu Yao truly felt powerless against this kind of defense, and the help from the man in ancient costume relieved a lot of her pressure.
"Die!"
Wan Jin threw a punch. He was also a ninth-level Holy Spirit. Although he only had a single element, his bloodline had been passed down three times and reached the rare ninth imperial lineage, making him much stronger than Bu Yao now.
Thump! With one punch, all twelve super soldiers felt immense pressure, and each of them retreated three meters in unison.
These twelve chainmails are very special. Every attack that hits them is divided into twelve equal parts and distributed equally among the twelve people. As a result, the weakened attack will not cause any damage to the eighth-tier super warriors who have been physically enhanced.
With each punch Wan Jin landed, the ground shook, and the entire air-raid shelter felt the terrifying power he unleashed. But even so, the twelve super soldiers remained unmoved.
"Don't waste time with them!" Bu Yao saw through the other party's intentions. This time, Yin Cha's ambush was clearly well-prepared.
"Consuming resources is pointless; they're just a bunch of eighth-tier ants. Are they worth my effort?"
Wan Jin was extremely arrogant. He suddenly stopped his attack, and a golden liquid was flowing in his right hand as he lowered it. He grinned and said, "Holy Maiden, let me clear a path for you!"
"Are you sure?" Bu Yao asked solemnly.
"Don't worry, this place is no match for me, Wan Jin!"
Wan Jin's entire right arm had turned golden yellow. He stared directly at the super soldier blocking his way, "Try my talent!"
"violent!"
The amplification skill was triggered. Berserk is an extremely precious skill for humans, but it is readily available to the Holy Spirit race. Wan Jin directly activated Berserk to the ninth tier, which amplifies at least 1,280 points of strength.
"Divine Martial Hammer!"
Wan Jin laughed heartily, and before he could finish speaking, his fist had already come flying.
The twelve super soldiers all saw how terrifying this move was, but as soldiers, they had no choice but to obey orders. So even if it was a knife flying at them, they had to catch it.
"Stop them!" Yin Cha attacked Wan Jin from behind. There were only two of them, while there were thirteen of them. Two fists can't fight four hands. This time, she would definitely be able to take down the Holy Coffin.
Wan Jin's fist collided with one person's. With a loud thud, the super soldier who took the punch had a hole punched into his foot. However, the fist, which had more than 10,000 points of power, was still blocked by twelve people.
Is that all?
Wan Jin sneered, followed by a second muffled thud.
Thump!
However, this time the muffled sound did not originate from among the twelve people, but from the chest of the person who had taken Wan Jin's punch.
"Hidden force!" Jiang Yuan, who was watching from a distance, was shocked. Hidden force is an extremely powerful technique in Tai Chi. Even he had not mastered it. He did not expect that this young man from the Holy Spirit, who looked to be only in his early twenties, could use it so skillfully.
"puff!"
The super soldier's eyes bulged out as if they were about to burst out due to the immense pressure, and blood kept seeping from his seven orifices. Moreover, because of this blow, the super soldier's internal organs were shattered into a belly full of blood, and there was almost no chance of survival.
"Pathetic!" Wan Jin withdrew his fist, but the man who had just been so spirited in taking his punch had already collapsed to the ground, showing no signs of life.
Just as Jiang Yuan had predicted, the super soldier who blocked Wan Jin's punch only distributed one layer of force to the others. As for the other layer of hidden force from the Divine Martial Holy Hammer, he had to bear it alone. Trying to withstand such a powerful attack with an eighth-level body would only lead to certain death.
"Third brother!" The other super soldiers stared at the corpse on the ground with bloodshot eyes.
"Lightning Five-Strike Whip!"
The death of one person did not stop Yin Cha's attack. She swung her iron whip, overflowing with spiritual energy, at Wan Jin, delivering the first five lashes in one smooth motion.
The remaining eleven enraged men all rushed towards Wan Jin, each wielding deadly moves, creating chaos on the scene.
Here, there is no such thing as an unfair victory; only the victor reigns supreme!
Wan Jin's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. He was first whipped five times by carelessness, and then attacked by two or three crazy people. If Bu Yao hadn't taken away most of the super soldiers, his safety would have been uncertain in this round.
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