Even when it was time to distribute personal scores, Yu Yao's individual points were only second to Captain Xu Feng.

Keep in mind, Xu Feng was already a Half-Step Grandmaster.

Yu Yao's points surpassed Huang Hai significantly, and Huang Hai was one of only two Grandmaster Martial Artists in The Ninth Bureau.

This clearly speaks to Yu Yao's strength.

This time in Lanbo, though she hadn't made any notable achievements, Yu Yao herself didn't say anything, but Xu Feng had a feeling.

Yu Yao could very well be the next team member to reach the Grandmaster Realm.

"Yu Yao."

"Hmm? What's up, Captain?"

Startled by the sudden call, Yu Yao put down her weapon and turned suspiciously to look at Xu Feng.

Xu Feng looked at her, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's slow down a bit. I always feel like there might be experiments lurking inside this building, ready to ambush us."

"Slowing down gives us some reaction time, so we won't be caught off guard by a surprise attack."

Yu Yao nodded at his words.

She had a rough upbringing, always taught to be cautious and observant, something that had become a habit.

Xu Feng's reminder didn't actually bother her.

Yu Yao held weapons in both hands; a broken dagger in her left, and a Tang horizontal sword in her right.

Only the Extraordinary Reserve Team Members knew that Yu Yao's Tang horizontal sword was a decoy, her main attack method was actually the broken dagger.

This was specifically mentioned in the training plan Zhang Beixing customized for her.

Yu Yao was a fighter who utilized her physical advantage to approach opponents, feigned weakness, then made a sudden attack to catch them off guard.

The short dagger worked perfectly for this attacking method.

Whether it was Xu Feng's jinx or something else.

They climbed another two levels when Yu Yao suddenly heard something.

The group immediately stopped moving.

When they halted and stood still, Xu Feng frowned; he could hear the sound of someone running on the stairs.

Could it be Huang Hai and his team?

No, this was the sound of someone rapidly descending the stairs.

The staircase Huang Hai's team took was over two hundred meters away, so it couldn't be them unless he had teleportation abilities.

The sound grew nearer, and Xu Feng's expression turned grimmer.

He already had an ominous suspicion in his mind.

When he looked up, his face nearly turned white with fear.

"Damn! Two Half-Step Grandmasters, four Grandmasters! Where the hell did they come from?!!!"

Xu Feng's eyes nearly bulged out.

Seriously?

Just like that, two Half-Step Grandmasters, four Grandmasters!?

Are Grandmasters and Grandmasters free or what??!!

Xu Feng felt like swearing.

Could that so-called experimental serum be so powerful that a simple injection could instantly make someone that strong???

If it's truly this effective, Xu Feng himself might want some of it after this is over.

Even if he doesn't use it regularly, if he ever finds himself at a mortal juncture, a shot could give him a sudden burst of power to catch the enemy off guard, inflicting the maximum consequence!

Even if he dies after the final battle, it doesn't matter, as long as the objective is achieved.

After this ordeal, he decided to ask Zhang Beixing to gather some of this stuff from the DE Organization.

The mercenaries have their last bullet in the chamber.

The Ninth Bureau members should have a last-resort vial before facing certain doom!

That's what you call dignity!

In the blink of an eye, these thoughts flashed through Xu Feng's mind.

As the experiments approached, he forcibly cleared these chaotic thoughts from his mind.

At that moment, his eyes focused solely on the enemy, nothing else!

As the experiments drew near, Xu Feng and his team could finally see clearly.

These were the individuals captured by Zhang Beixing's equipment not long ago; they were part of the group of experimental subjects that Zhang Beixing had slapped to death earlier, survivors from that slaughter.

"Why do we always end up cleaning up after the minister? Is the minister participating in our trial, or are we accompanying him in his trial? Damn it."

As they spoke, in a flash.

One leading Half-Step Grandmaster experiment charged forward with the momentum of a mountain crashing down.

No flashy moves.

No painstakingly refined techniques.

Just a wild punch, reckless and without reason, aimed at Xu Feng's head.

Xu Feng felt a burst of headache, forced into defense.

As their fists met.

Huh?

Only then did Xu Feng sense a sliver of surprise.

"This strength… why?"

"So weak and powerless?"

Xu Feng was shocked.

He had prepared to endure a power akin to a mountain crashing down, but things took an unexpected turn.

"How can this be a Half-Step Grandmaster? This strength barely matches an old Grandmaster!"

Xu Feng puzzledly switched fists.

Without using his full strength, only sixty percent, he had already punched the reckless Half-Step Grandmaster experiment into the wall.

The body hit the wall, peeling paint and collapsing heavily on the ground.

Xu Feng seemed to understand Zhang Beixing's intention?

Apparently, if Zhang Beixing took action, unless intentional, there wouldn't be survivors left.

Their minister, Zhang Beixing, was a killer star, slaughtering whenever he went, having killed countless even while still a student.

Everyone believed he couldn't be satisfied without killing at least two people a day for entertainment.

If these individuals survived his hand, it could only mean one thing.

Zhang Beixing did it on purpose, otherwise, it couldn't be explained.

"Yu Yao, those four Grandmasters are yours to deal with; the minister specifically left them for us as the best sparring partners!"

Xu Feng had fully grasped Zhang Beixing's intention by then.

These experiments that had stature but lacked real Grandmaster-level combat power were perfect sparring partners for martial artists at the bottleneck.

If Yu Yao were to face a Grandmaster head-on, she wouldn't know how she died.

If Yu Yao could withstand ten moves from a normal Grandmaster, she'd be considered incredibly lucky.

At first, hearing Xu Feng's suggestion.

Yu Yao froze momentarily.

Pointing a finger at her own nose with her left hand, her eyes widened slightly, filled with perplexity.

Her mouth opened slightly, but only a single syllable came out.

"Me?"

No sooner had she spoken.

Two Grandmaster-level experimental subjects had already charged forward.

In utmost helplessness, Yu Yao had to defend.

Her hands transformed from palms to fists, striking horizontally, like breaking through a barrier, hitting the chest of one experiment.

The anticipated sturdy sensation was absent, replaced by a mushy feeling.

With disbelief in her eyes, the experimental subject was unexpectedly knocked away.

Huh??

So weak?

Without time for deep reflection, another experiment targeted her.

She replicated her move.

This experiment proved considerably stronger than its predecessor.

He staggered back several steps from Yu Yao's powerful blow, his scarlet eyes grew redder, seemingly enraged, clawing towards her.

Momentarily, Yu Yao found herself locked in a fierce battle.

Joining them, the first Grandmaster experiment returned to the fray, plunging Yu Yao and the pair into chaos.

Another team member accompanying Xu Feng also joined the fight.

Now Xu Feng and the three of them battled the experiments in chaotic skirmishes, creating a feeling of the world spinning, with the sun and moon losing light.

Although these experiments were weaker in strength, their realms remained intact, making it challenging for Xu Feng's group to overpower them quickly.