Strongest Soldier King Chapter 465 465: Sudden Incident

The sniper bullet struck, sending a large spray of wood chips flying under the moonlight, terrifyingly unstoppable. Through his sniper scope, Luo Zheng saw a black shadow swiftly dodge to the side of a large tree, avoiding Lan Xue's sniper bullet attack, yet it appeared perfectly within his own field of view. Elated by the rare opportunity, he did not hesitate and imdiately pulled the trigger.

"Whiz!" A gunshot that was not abrupt, yet it made everyone lying in ambush in the forest clench their hearts; nobody knew who had fired. The sniper bullet, under the dim moonlight, traced a terrifying path of kinetic energy, carrying with it the montum to destroy everything and Luo Zheng's murderous intent. It scread through the air and instantly burrowed into the target's head, scattering brain matter and blood as it fatally blew the head apart. The body slumped and fell silently.

"Huh!" After eliminating one person, Luo Zheng's spirits soared, and he quickly withdrew. A sniper bullet struck near the tree trunk, sending chips flying, but Luo Zheng remained unmoved, calmly waiting, and soon, the surroundings fell silent again.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The wind gently blew, rustling the leaves. The hidden n did not move, patiently waiting.

After a while, an abrupt voice suddenly shouted, "People on the other side, continuing this way is just a waste of ti. Let's put down our guns and face each other with knives, fight like true warriors." It was spoken in an international lingua franca.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng could not help but laugh. On the battlefield, killing the enemy and surviving was the paramount rule—who cared about playing the warrior? Ignoring the call, he then heard the other party shout again, "I'll co out first; shoot if you're cowardly!"

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng scoffed disdainfully and saw, to his surprise, a person actually stepping out from behind the large tree, dressed as a Ninja, unard except for a knife hung on his back, his hands hanging down and his gaze sharp, exuding an air of a powerful warrior. Luo Zheng paused, quickly raised his gun, and aid at the man.

"I know you are from Huaxia Country. Is your honor all about hiding and taking cold shots? I know you've aid at , co on, shoot." The other party spoke coldly, showing no panic or retreat.

Luo Zheng, peering through the sniper scope, clearly saw the scorn and contempt in the man's eyes. He instantly grew angry, set aside his sniper rifle, and with a cold face, stepped out from behind the tree, saying icily, "Your provocation is la and cliché, but it works. Co on then, let et you." As he spoke, he drew his Dragon Tooth from behind him.

"Daisy? My brother died by your hand? After all the search, here you are." The opponent, recognizing the knife in Luo Zheng's hand, was startled and then filled with a chilling intent, bellowed, and charged at Luo Zheng without drawing his knife.

Seeing that the opponent did not draw his knife, Luo Zheng also did not draw his knife. He snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced like a leopard charging forward, clenched his fists, his gaze fiercely locked onto his opponent. Seeing the opponent's fist coming, he forcefully pushed off the ground, leveraging his body, and without hesitation, threw his full strength into a counterpunch, intending to gauge his opponent's strength first.

"Boom!" A muffled sound erupted as fist t fist, like thunder in the dead of night.

Luo Zheng, like a beaten sack, was thrown backward, smashing hard against a large tree, blood spurting from his mouth. anwhile, the opponent rely took one step back, looking coldly around at the surrounding forest, and declared, "You are no match at all. Either shoot dead, or co out and fight."

With her target firmly locked, Lan Xue's expression turned icy as she was about to fire, but she noticed the opponent turn their head to look at her, their cold eyes blazing fiercely as if they knew her exact location. Startled, she grit her teeth, raised her gun, and was about to call Mountain Eagle for a rescue while she provided cover. Suddenly, she saw soone jump down from a concealed spot in a tree. Dropping from a height of over twenty ters, the person rolled upon hitting the ground and stood up, unscathed, dressed just like a Ninja. Lan Xue gasped in shock, not having realized soone had been hiding right above her, and impressed by their excellent concealnt, she dared not make a move.

At that mont, a person who appeared behind drew a long blade. The black blade glead under the moonlight, emitting a Death God-like aura: harsh, contained, piercingly cold. That person coldly glanced in the direction where Luo Zheng was hidden, then at Mountain Eagle's hiding spot, approached the man they were near, and shouted, "Both of you have been targeted by our n, no chance to shoot. Co out, let's make your deaths swift."

Lan Xue didn't move, unclear whether the enemy's claim was true or false, and Mountain Eagle also didn't stir. The Ninja who had punched Luo Zheng coldly turned towards where Lan Xue was hidden and shouted, "Out of respect for soldiers, I'll grant you a warrior's death. Co on."

Lan Xue angrily looked toward the fallen Luo Zheng, her face turned ashen, her beautiful eyes filled with deadly intent, and her body radiated an icy aura. She gritted her teeth, slowly stood up, and reasoning it was a fight to the death either way as she had no assurance with her gun, she decided to engage in close combat, took a step forward, and drew her Tiger Teeth.

As she moved, Lan Xue's gaze, sharp and filled with hatred, remained fixed on the Ninja who had struck Luo Zheng. With Luo Zheng's life or death uncertain, Lan Xue felt her composure slipping. Suddenly, she saw the person who had jumped down from the tree make a move; his long blade traced a black streak through the Void, swift as lightning, and decapitated the man who had hit Luo Zheng.

The incident happened so suddenly and at such close range — barely two ters away — that not only was the Ninja unable to react in ti, but Lan Xue was also stunned. Mountain Eagle, hidden and ready to ambush, forgot to shoot. Under the moonlight, a headless body stood silently, with a massive amount of blood spraying out from the chest cavity, creating a particularly eerie scene.

"Huh?" Lan Xue snapped back to reality, surprised as she looked at the man, quickly gestured a covert signal to Mountain Eagle. It was hard to tell friend from foe at this point, better to wait and see what unfolds.

As the man sheathed his long blade, he looked at Lan Xue and said in a low voice, "National Blade unsheathes." in standard Huaxia language.

"Ghost cries, wolf howls," Lan Xue casually replied, suddenly realizing, then looked at the man with surprise and delight, asking in Huaxia, "Who exactly are you?"

The man did not imdiately answer Lan Xue's question, but briskly walked over to Luo Zheng, checked him carefully, pushed the blood through his veins, and pinched his pressure point to wake him up.

Luo Zheng opened his eyes to see a Ninja before him. He imdiately beca furious, swung his fist fiercely, but found the person float back effortlessly, his punch hitting empty air. Lan Xue hastily shouted, "Don't move, he's one of us!"

"One of us?" Luo Zheng looked at him, puzzled, but relaxed his guard out of trust in Lan Xue, then started coughing up dark blood, his complexion deathly pale.

"With such little skill, you dare to challenge others alone? No speed, no strength, no technique, and you don't know how to hide. Seeing you carry a sniper rifle, you must be a Sniper, right? With no composure, how do you manage to be a Sniper? You're just seeking your own death, wanting to drag your comrades down too?" The man coldly looked at Luo Zheng and continued, "Given your physical condition, you should survive. Who is in charge here?"