Chapter 186 - 151: The Path of Elixir Energy! Grandmasters as Common as Dogs! Kill, Kill, Kill! Kill to Tokyo!

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Call for help... But who could he call! The captain of the security guard unit trembled violently. Only now did he clearly see that the person being trampled under this man’s foot was none other than Makita Haruhiko, the master of the Imperial Martial Arts Dojo and one of Fusang’s top ten Grandmasters! This man trampled a Grandmaster underfoot and caught bullets with his bare hands. Was such an expert someone his security unit could deal with? Even if the nearby army troops arrived, they probably couldn’t suppress and kill him. The captain of the security guards collapsed to the ground, while the other two guards kowtowed desperately, their foreheads thudding against the ground again and again, fearing that their heads would roll in the next instant. In the face of death, how many could truly remain composed? Disbelief filled the eyes of the surrounding Fusang people. An indescribable fear shot straight to their Heavenly Spirit Covers. They had never witnessed such a mighty expert. The government’s propaganda had always proclaimed that Fusang’s Martial Arts stood at the pinnacle of the world. Although the Xia Country was the first to develop Martial Arts, they became obsessed with arena competitions. Their arena Martial Artists were all flash and no substance, far inferior to Fusang Martial Artists of the same Realm. This was true for lower Realms, let alone High Realms. Therefore, Fusang’s top ten Grandmasters were considered the top ten Grandmasters of East Asia. Fusang’s number one Grandmaster, the Sword God, was also hailed as East Asia’s strongest expert. Only the Freedom Country, with their extraordinary genetics, was a step ahead of them. However, extraordinary genetics came with various side effects and were far from being as profound and wondrous as Martial Arts. They had always deeply believed their government. Everyone aspired to practice Martial Arts. But now, the appearance of this man shattered all their ingrained beliefs! Living at the bottom rungs of society, how could they possibly know of Jiang Shu’s formidable display at the Battle of Xihu Lake? Meanwhile, on Fusang’s Martial Artist forums, some had already guessed Jiang Shu’s identity. "This silhouette, this aura of confidence... Could this be the Xia Country’s foremost Martial Arts genius, the number one Martial Arts Grandmaster, Jiang Shu?!" "He’s stepping on Grandmaster Makita! Don’t tell me Fusang’s Martial Arts are truly inferior to the Xia Country’s?" "No! Grandmaster Makita is a disgrace to the top ten Grandmasters! If it weren’t for the Emperor’s decree that each Martial Arts school must put forth a Grandmaster representative, Makita wouldn’t have been elevated to that position. While Grandmaster Makita is strong, his strength lies in using softness to overcome hardness. He might be somewhat effective in the arena, but in a real battle, only karate reigns supreme!" "Exactly! Our karate, be it Grandmaster Uchiyama or Grandmaster Putian, boasts representatives in the top ten Grandmasters. Grandmaster Uchiyama is consistently in the top five, even vying for the top three! He is incredibly powerful, and I am exceedingly fortunate to be his disciple. I’ve already contacted him; our master will arrive soon." "It’s just a pity that Lord Sword God is still in Tokyo. Otherwise, a single slash of his sword would be enough to take Jiang Shu’s head!" "Grandmaster Uchiyama is going too? I’m on my way! I must witness his magnificent presence! Who knows if that Battle of Xihu Lake wasn’t just a smokescreen put up by the Xia Country? Everyone involved was one of their own; it might have all been staged to build Jiang Shu’s reputation! He’s so young, and he’s only been training in Martial Arts for a few years—how could he possibly be this strong?" Jiang Shu naturally had no idea what was happening on the forums. He stood upon Makita Haruhiko. At his feet, three pebbles, guided by his true energy, shot directly towards the guards who were still kowtowing. If they can’t summon anyone, they’re useless. And if they’re useless, they can die! Blood splattered. Bodies thudded to the ground. Everyone was terrified by Jiang Shu’s ruthlessness. In just a few short minutes, the entire security team had been wiped out. The surrounding crowd dared not make the slightest move, terrified that any action would provoke his killing intent. Faced with such a powerful expert, escape was no longer an option. Their only hope was for the Fusang Grandmasters and the army to arrive quickly. "If you want your master to live a little longer, tell that junior martial brother of yours, Kishimoto Eiichi, to get his ass over here," Jiang Shu, still standing on Makita Haruhiko, sent his voice like a thin thread into Nozama Yuuta’s ears. Only then did Nozama Yuuta finally understand. Why had this Grandmaster from the Xia Country come? He was clearly here to avenge those Dark Force Martial Artists they had tortured and killed in the Burmese Secret Realm! Endless regret flooded Nozama Yuuta’s heart. He could never have imagined that a few insignificant Dark Force Martial Artists could actually attract such a terrifying Grandmaster! If he had known this would happen back then, when his master instructed them to go, he would have refused! So what if the Emperor’s reward was generous? How could it compare to the Imperial Martial Arts Dojo, into which he had poured so much of his heart and soul? The Imperial Martial Arts Dojo... it was probably finished. The plaque of the dojo shattered into pieces before his very eyes. His master’s spine had been snapped by that man’s foot. Now he lay sprawled on the ground like a defeated cur. He forced himself to speak, took a phone from a trembling student nearby, and contacted Kishimoto Eiichi. He knew that if Kishimoto Eiichi came now, his fate would be the same as theirs—beaten to a state worse than death. But with his master’s life on the line, he had to make this call! Tears streamed down Nozama Yuuta’s face, mingling with the blood, as he spoke in a hoarse voice. At this moment, Jiang Shu’s expression was utterly indifferent. Soon, all the perpetrators from the Myanmar Heaven and Earth Secret Realm would be brought to justice. But was that enough? If these animals weren’t slaughtered until they were utterly terrified, such atrocities would only happen again! Not far off, the rumble of several armored vehicles grew rapidly louder—clearly, the nearby military garrison was arriving. "Xia Country Grandmaster! Kneel and beg for mercy! Surrender without a fight!" a resonant voice boomed from one of the armored vehicles. A military officer stood atop it, a samurai sword at his hip.

Chapter 186 - 151: The Path of Elixir Energy! Grandmasters as Common as Dogs! Kill, Kill, Kill! Kill to Tokyo!

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