"Are you surprised by one move of the Netherworld Kill?"
Lingze sneered and took a step forward, charging toward his second closest opponent.
"Tornado Strike? You actually learned it too?"
These five elders were clearly very familiar with Muto, and they could recognize these moves at a glance.
Moreover, they were not only surprised that he could learn so much in such a short ti but also that he demonstrated the essence of the skills so thoroughly.
'Bang.'
"Block his energy buildup."
The five n were also prominent figures in Japan, and if they couldn't handle a young lad even as a team, it would be damaging to their reputation if word spread.
To prevent Lingze from building up energy and attacking again, the five quickly coordinated, trapping Lingze's counterattack with unprecedented rapid attacks.
One against five, it was indeed sowhat strenuous. These guys are truly formidable.
Even Lingze couldn't help but admire the strength of the masters before him. Of course, this didn't an he was about to concede defeat.
'Bang.'
Lingze was finally hit by a palm, and his entire body flew out backward.
'Wow.'
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Lingze's mouth.
Although he felt no pain, the truth was his internal organs had been shocked and injured.
"Huff..." After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lingze stood up again, completely unfazed.
This ti the five masters were even more surprised. Although they weren't using full strength, they were exerting at least seventy percent of their power, yet after finally hitting him with a palm, he seed unaffected.
Mutants... their biggest weakness is the eyes, followed by the internal organs.
The skin and muscles can block knives and bullets, but the internal organs can't mutate and are vulnerable to Inner Strength impacts.
Like in the jungle competition, Ling San had his arm bone broken by a palm from Han Shengjun. If that palm had hit Ling San on the body, he would have died.
But if a mutant's Inner Strength is strong enough, that weakness can be overlooked.
Just like that palm strike, Lingze resolved the internal injuries with his Inner Strength and was fine after spitting out the clotted blood. This body is truly formidable.
"Go again..."
As one of them spoke, the other four suddenly stepped forward.
But Lingze, instead of retreating, charged straight toward the five. Had he forgotten how he got injured just now?
'Whizz'
There it was... a crisp wind sound tore through the air. Along with it, whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Toothpicks?
The five suddenly halted, stumbling to dodge the hidden weapon shooting toward them.
But just as the five simultaneously retreated, Lingze seized the opportunity. With a swift step, he leaped toward one of them.
'Swish.'
The firmly gripped toothpick aid straight for the elder's throat, surprisingly catching him off guard—he couldn't dodge... It turned out this kid was indeed a once-in-a-century talent as Muto had said.
'Swipe'
The footsteps stopped, and the toothpick paused three centiters from the elder's throat. Lingze slowly withdrew his arm.
He didn't want to offend these masters out of impulsiveness. Besides, this wasn't a life-and-death battle; the opponent was soone from Japan.
"Thank you, seniors, for going easy."
In the split-second battle, while everyone was still stunned, Lingze withdrew and walked back, taking a jacket from Ling Yi's hand and draping it over his shoulders. Then he gazed calmly at the crowd.
"Mr. Miyamoto, it seems I am no match for the esteed elders. Thus, I am willing to accept the punishnt from above..."
"Lingze..." Uncle Zhong's brows furrowed deeply.
"Sect Leader, you can't." Ling Yi anxiously said from the side.
But Lingze imdiately waved his hand, signaling those behind him to keep quiet. Without turning his gaze, he continued to look at Miyamoto.
"This... ahem." Miyamoto was in a bit of a bind. The order he received was for the five masters to teach Lingze a lesson, to prevent him from causing too much trouble, and if he lost, to extend kindness and do him a favor, making him more dedicated to serving Japan. But unexpectedly, facing five such formidable masters, he actually won?
He glanced at the five elders, who nodded at Miyamoto.
"Lingze, these five gentlen are Pri Minister Abe's personal bodyguards, but your strength has earned their recognition. Now, you can continue as the base's sect leader, plus these five will stay at the base to assist you..."
"What? Really?" Lingze couldn't help but show emotion at the last sentence.
Joy, secretly thrilled.
These five elders' strength here is that of top-notch masters. With their help in the future, much more can be accomplished.
"However..." Miyamoto didn't finish his sentence.
"Please, go ahead."
"Everything you do must prioritize Japan's interests, and the five gentlen are not at your arbitrary disposal but will assess whether what you want them to do provides enough benefit to Japan. If not, they have every right to refuse. Do you understand?"
As expected, there are restrictions. Though not everything can be done, it's better than nothing.
"Of course." Lingze imdiately nodded in agreent. After all, this benefit would be foolish not to take.
Nevertheless, the Pri Minister finally started to pay attention to the base. Otherwise, why would he send his personal bodyguards to help ? He probably heard about the jungle competition and the failure of the Assassination Order and knew I was short on manpower.
"And..."
"Mr. Miyamoto, please go on."
"With things at this juncture, I think there's one thing you should know."
"Hmm?"
"Originally, when you had severe skin burns, from a dical perspective, you weren't going to last long, with a persistent fever. So, the only solution to save you was to use mutant drugs to mutate your muscles and skin, to resist the burn and halt the spread of rotting skin. Fortunately, you succeeded. However, you must be aware that after mutating, although you gained a super strong body, there is an irreversible defect that you will never be able to have offspring."
"..." This was probably Lingze's greatest regret in life.
Without descendants, there's no bloodline for a family. No matter how successful he might beco, a hundred years later, no one would rember the na Lingze, everything would fade away. This regret is precisely why Lingze harbored such resentnt towards Xiaofan's partner Li San and others. Their nas were in the Assassination Order not only because they were indeed masters but also partially due to his private vendetta.
But why was Miyamoto ntioning this now?
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