High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 444 - 341: Killing Over Ten Thousand Martial Artists

Upon seeing Ye Wuhen, Xin Gu, and Qin Heng on the steps without any threat, and confirming his own ’safe’ situation, Nuke harbored ulterior motives, intending to monopolize this great fortune.

"Uncle, let’s kill these three humans first, then we’ll deal with the others later."

"Okay."

At that mont, a calm voice sounded from behind.

"Ti’s up..."

"One, two, three, four, five—exactly five people, looks like everyone’s here."

"Then let’s all set out together."

...

As the calm voice echoed, all five people, including Hend, trembled violently. Had it not been for that voice, none of them would have realized that there was another person right under their noses.

To possess such skill, if an ambush had been launched just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

In an instant, the five aliens turned around suddenly. It was a figure sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, ditating.

"Only one person? A companion of these three?"

"A force field has ford, but the aura is weak... likely a novice Grandmaster."

Nuke quickly made his judgnt; as for why they hadn’t noticed before, it was just because their attention was diverted by the Silver Steps.

Thinking of this, a cruel smile spread across Nuke’s face.

Then let’s start with this guy.

"Hmph, lowly humans love to play tricks."

"Uncle, don’t intervene, let handle it!"

Su Mu slowly opened his eyes. His deep gaze swept over the five; he couldn’t understand the alien language and was aware that these five, for the most part, couldn’t understand him either.

But Su Mu didn’t care.

The dead need not know too much.

The reason he spoke up was rely because he didn’t want things to get too boring.

Su Mu didn’t bother looking at the aliens in front of him and instead stretched his body leisurely. Seeing this, Nuke erupted with anger, "Human, you’re courting death!"

As Qi and Blood condensed into Battle Armor, Nuke’s entire Qi and Blood surged wildly, compressing the surrounding air to a point of stagnation and distortion. Then he unleashed a fierce punch.

The punch erupted like a volcanic eruption, white waves cascading and spreading in rings.

At this mont, the faces of the aliens all bore cruel smiles, already envisioning the scene of flesh and blood flying apart in the next second.

Uncle Hend’s eyes briefly displayed regret; the Grandmaster’s Blood was wasted just like that.

The next mont.

The sound of a burst of blood and flesh occurred, but it wasn’t the human’s.

In an instant, the smiles on the remaining four faces abruptly froze.

"The first one."

Everything that happened in the blink of an eye left the remaining four in a montary stupor. When they snapped back to reality, their eyes bulged with rage.

"Damn it, how dare you..."

The sound of another burst of blood and flesh occurred.

"The second one."

"This, how is this possible?!"

Before the words even finished, a third burst of flesh and blood occurred. Su Mu, expressionless, like crushing two mosquitoes, unleashed two more punches, and the world instantly quieted down.

"The third, the fourth one..."

"Only one left."

Hend looked at the four blood flowers on the ground, yet his face remained very calm. He, Ray Hend, wasn’t comparable to those dead beings; he had been Blood Slaughter for decades!

"Human, you have successfully drawn..."

Hend took a deep breath, a terrifying glint flashing in his eyes. He spoke slowly in human language.

But before he could finish speaking.

Suddenly, the flas of heaven and earth roared hysterically, then condensed into a terrifying ancient gate behind Su Mu, rich with the Origin of Fire.

"What kind of martial arts is this?!"

"Origin of Fire? Such terrifying Power of Origin, how can soone new to being a Grandmaster control such divine power, this is impossible..."

Hend’s pupils widened to the size of bells, his face full of disbelief. He let out the last scream of his life.

At this mont, he finally understood why he felt a sense of life-and-death threat upon stepping here.

That threat did not co from the three on the Silver Steps...

But from the person before him!

But it was all too late.

The next second.

In the void, the Supre Martial Arts Gate roared open, ten Great Suns instantly forming.

Ten Suns in the sky!

At this mont, Su Mu seed like the Lord of Flas, with every movent accompanied by the Great Sun!

His punch was like the descent of the Great Sun; with that punch, space was completely stagnant, showing signs of shattering, leaving Hend, the Blood Slaughter of humankind, facing only a blinding and indescribable Great Sun at the end of life.

Boom ------

The Rule of Force and Origin of Fire intertwined, surging boundlessly. Before that punch, everything was utterly destroyed.

Flesh, bones, organs—all turned to dust in an instant.

With the Martial Arts Gate in an open state, just one punch.

In a place unknown, without witnesses.

A Titled Great Grandmaster from an alien race, having slaughtered tens of thousands of martial artists on the Alien Race Battlefield decades ago, fell just like that.

In the end, this Blood Slaughter left only a broken, blood-colored Battleaxe and shards of blood-colored Armor.

This was due to Su Mu holding back in the end, as he realized these weapons were blood soldiers made from Blood Copper. He needed them to absorb Golden Essence Qi.

"So weak, feels almost like that Jing He..."

"Overestimated these alien races, most likely Yuri’s information was wrong..."

Su Mu, still unsatisfied, collected the battleaxe and armor fragnts, then took out a token.

"Blood soldier received, transaction complete."

(Apologies for the late update in this Chapter, got sidetracked perfecting the alien setting and world-building. This Chapter is published at a charge of 4K, ending as a Chapter of 4.9K.)