God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1018: The Situation Reverses Instantly

”Ha, in my opinion, rushing over to help is just a facade, rushing over to grab the credit is the real intention, isn’t it?” Mizuno Pengyu said sarcastically.

If it were someone else here, Mizuno Pengyu might not tear apart the facade like this, but Fujino Fumitaka’s iconic smile seemed to have some kind of magic, making words at the tip of his tongue naturally confrontational, leaving him completely powerless.

Upon hearing these extremely rude words, Fujino Fumitaka’s face changed. He glanced at his subordinates, who showed expressions of pain, and coldly snorted, ”For such words to come from your mouth, the weight is far too great. Our Fujino Martial Arts Hall came with good intentions to help, yet is so misinterpreted, truly disheartening!”

Mizuno Pengyu remained unmoved and followed up, ”Since that’s the case, then I will remember the good intentions of the Fujino Martial Arts Hall in my heart, and naturally prepare a generous gift to thank you afterwards, as if you had already helped our Mizuno Clan, how about it?”

”No need!”

Fujino Fumitaka raised his hand, speaking with great righteousness, ”Accepting rewards without merit doesn’t sit well. Since you say you will prepare a generous gift to thank us, we at Fujino Martial Arts Hall must exert some effort, otherwise it doesn’t make sense.”

Seeing Fujino Fumitaka’s resolute attitude, a trace of anger flashed in Mizuno Pengyu’s eyes, ”But our Mizuno Clan has already completed ninety percent of the task, and success is imminent. You came with people to support, which doesn’t make sense.”

After speaking, not waiting for Fujino Fumitaka to refute, Mizuno Pengyu added, ”If our Mizuno Clan’s strength were insufficient, it would be fine, but as you can see now, our strength is very ample, with almost no high-level combat losses. You say you’re here to help, how are people supposed to trust that?”

Upon hearing these words, Fujino Fumitaka seemed prepared long ago, stepping forward leisurely and said aloud, ”I’d like to remind you that the Hunter is not only an enemy to your Mizuno Clan; our Fujino Martial Arts Hall has reasons to strike as well. You may not accept our help, but surely you won’t stop us from seeking revenge, will you?!”

At that moment, Mizuno Pengyu felt a flame of anger burning in his heart. He had anticipated this result from the start; he knew he couldn’t delay too long—he had always known this.

No matter how abundant his reasons, the word ’Hunter’ was highly conspicuous, giving any force a legitimate reason to join the battle. Blocking might instead offer someone a handle!

Suppressing the persistent flame in his heart, Mizuno Pengyu ground his teeth and said, ”Then wish you luck!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the suppressed experts felt an immediate release, the flow of True Qi unobstructed, returning to normal in the blink of an eye. Yet, the overpowering suppression was so strong, it left them with lingering apprehension.

However, what no one noticed was that Xiao Tian, who had been standing there motionless for quite some time, was already starting to transform...

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Just as Mizuno Pengyu ground his teeth, and Fujino Fumitaka secretly rejoiced, they heard the long-haired elder furrow his brows and shout in a deep voice, ”Trouble!”

This inexplicable cry of trouble left everyone bewildered, but before they could inquire, a heart-wrenching scream erupted from nearby, followed by a series of deafening ’bang bang bang’ noises!

Everyone hurriedly looked towards the sound, only to be utterly shocked, their eyes nearly popping out...

Suddenly, the battlefield situation reversed dramatically. Previously besieged and unable to counterstrike, Xiao Tian now seemed like the descending War God, rampaging through the field, almost reaching what he touched. In just seconds, more than a dozen top experts had died at his hands.

Moreover, Xiao Tian’s body underwent immense changes. His upper body ballooned like an inflated ball, muscles bulging and tearing his clothes. Both his eyes turned blood-red, losing their clear distinction of black and white.

”What is going on?” Mizuno Pengyu’s facial muscles twitched twice, asking the long-haired elder beside him.

At this moment, the long-haired elder’s face was unprecedentedly gloomy. Despite his great strength and countless battles, he’d never seen or even heard of such a situation, unable to provide an exact explanation.

After pondering for a while, the long-haired elder replied in a low voice, ”I apologize; I’ve never seen this situation before, but it likely isn’t the individual’s own power. It should have involved some external force!”

”External force?!”

Mizuno Pengyu and Fujino Fumitaka spoke simultaneously, then exchanged glances, both having a vague idea...

Watching Xiao Tian wreak havoc across the scene, Mizuno Pengyu couldn’t help but regret, wondering how he forgot that besides great strength, the Hunter also had highly advanced medical skills.

Judging by the current situation, it seems he ingested something that boosted his power dramatically, but even knowing this, what good does it do?

No matter how clear this knowledge is, it can’t change the current one-sided situation.

With these thoughts, Mizuno Pengyu took a deep breath, trying to eliminate his regret and focus entirely on devising a strategy...

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In an unnoticed corner, a middle-aged man observed Xiao Tian suddenly enter a berserk state, his heart equally unsettled for a long time, but also somewhat relieved that the experts in the scene were not from the royal family. Otherwise, even if they succeeded in killing the target, they would suffer great damage.

”Your Majesty, what should we do now?” asked a person beside the middle-aged man, also concealing their presence.

Teeth clenched, a determined look flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes. He replied in a deep voice, ”What else can we do? Send reinforcements immediately!”

The person beside him appeared surprised. Although knowing he shouldn’t speak, he couldn’t help but warn, ”But if we do that, we...”

”Do I not know? Do I need you to remind me?!” Already full of frustration without an outlet, the subordinate’s ill-timed concern naturally ended up as a convenient venting target.

”Yes, yes, yes!”

The subordinate immediately backed down, responding affirmatively, ready to proceed as instructed by the middle-aged man, but before he retreated, the middle-aged man called out again...

”Wait!”

This sudden command nearly scared the strategist. Having followed the middle-aged man for years, he knew his master’s methods too well. Fear rose like dark clouds pressing on his heart, not daring to breathe.

Turning around slowly and trembling, the strategist showed a smile worse than crying, asking, ”Your, Your Majesty, do, do, do you have any other orders?” struggling to speak clearly.

The middle-aged man ignored this, directly saying, ”Remember to send weaker individuals for support, a ratio of three to one will do.”

After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling to proceed with arrangements.