"All of you, rember one thing: there is no eternal infiltration in this world!"
Su Xuan said seriously. When he finished speaking, everyone fell silent, as they understood that Su Xuan was right. There are many paths to take in this world, but never think about following the path of infiltration. You must either choose to follow the Dragon Gate Inn or Little Pheasant; wanting to play both sides is playing with fire and will ultimately lead to self-destruction.
No one spoke, perhaps because silence speaks louder than words, or perhaps it carried another layer of aning. Everyone quietly summoned up their strength, thinking that if left with no choice, they would fight to the death, and if need be, they would willingly face death.
Bade Emperor and Sword Saint watched this scene, utterly shocked. Su Xuan’s thod of resolving internal discord was truly impressive, seemingly settling the matter overnight. His strength was undeniable, and indeed, quite formidable.
"Perhaps this is the most effective and direct thod to resolve the current dilemma!"
With a look of admiration, Blade Emperor said. When he finished speaking, Sword Saint nodded in agreent, understanding his theory. In fact, both were contemplating how they would have handled the situation themselves, realizing that they might not have achieved Su Xuan’s results.
On the other side, several tens of ters away, Pheasant Lord was feeling frustrated. He had been very confident. His favorite tactic was psychological warfare. He hadn’t initiated a direct attack because he wanted to psychologically subdue them first, wanting them to fear him before he even attacked. Only then would they not dare oppose him.
Pheasant Lord was confident that he could control the situation, but unexpectedly, he failed to hit ho. His earlier attempts stirred small waves, but they were quickly smacked down, leaving him upset.
"Brother Su, do you really have to be so ruthless? Huaxia is known as a land of courtesy, we too are living beings, we only want to survive, we have no other intentions!"
Pheasant Lord was still unwilling to give up, not because he didn’t want to subdue his enemies without fighting, but because he didn’t expect Su Xuan’s skills to be so powerful. The feathered arrow in his hand emitted an extraordinary combat strength, capable of surpassing a handgun’s power within a hundred ters. This was a formidable force.
"Are you really human? Little Pheasant, your Japanese petty tricks are useless in front of ; I’m not the Guandong Army of old. If you dare, co at !"
Su Xuan’s voice was filled with a domineering aura of ruling over the world, and as this aura spread out, it was like a shot of adrenaline injected into their veins, rendering them montarily speechless in excitent.
"As long as Su Xuan is at the Dragon Gate, no damn thing shall pass!"
No one knew who said it first, but it was quickly followed by waves of enthusiasm: "As long as Su Xuan is at the Dragon Gate, no damn thing shall pass!" The mantra reverberated, carrying with it a sense of determination.
At critical monts, having a backbone is vital for a team, and Su Xuan’s strength exemplified the strength of all of them.
"You... Su Xuan, do you really think I can’t do anything to you?"
Pheasant Lord shouted angrily, waving his hand, and three ninjas dashed out in an instant and disappeared into the air with great speed, employing Ninjutsu. Su Xuan slowly closed his eyes, his bow forming a crescent as it whistled. A feathered arrow shot out, and in that instant, a large spray of blood erupted in the air. As the blood sprayed down, the ninja fell diagonally from the sky, collapsing to the ground.
"Swish, swish!"
Two more whistling sounds followed, as two more feathered arrows pierced through the air, striking two n directly. As they hit the ground, their bodies convulsed violently, the excruciating pain was worse than death!
"This can’t be!"
Seeing this, Pheasant Lord was almost in disbelief. What on earth was happening? His n were shot down by Su Xuan. It was sothing he hadn’t even dared to imagine. How could soone be capable of such a feat—a skill this impressive, this unfathomable?
His ninjas, when employing Ninjutsu, should have been undetectable. Yet, how did Su Xuan manage the Hundred-step Piercing?
Little did he know that for Su Xuan, it was quite simple. As an expert who had reached the Ancestor Returning Stage, he could sense air currents within a hundred ters.
When the foolish one used that Ninjutsu, Su Xuan, understanding the principles behind it, knew it was a practice based on controlling air currents, light, and the surrounding environnt.
Therefore, during its execution, the air flows differently, making it not too hard for Su Xuan to detect.
Once he locked onto his targets, the three arrows took down the three experts without fail.
"Su Xuan..."
Pheasant Lord was gnashing his teeth in humiliation. Was this fulfilling the saying, "As long as Su Xuan is at the Dragon Gate, no devils shall pass?"
"Do you really want to be my enemy? You should rember, it doesn’t benefit you. The wise will recognize the tis. Do you really want to oppose for a bunch of foolish pigs?"
"Ha, Little Pheasant. You must be mistaken—we’re not acquainted!"
Su Xuan said earnestly. When Su Xuan finished speaking, it almost made Little Pheasant cough up blood. What on earth was this about? How dare this guy speak to him like that?
"Hmph, kid, you’re bent on opposing , aren’t you?"
Looking at Su Xuan at that mont, he was about to collapse. It was overwhelming for him; he had never imagined soone could be so shaless, completely beyond his imagination.
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