Jiang Chen was a bit dazed.

So this is the real "most alluring and most dangerous."

Recalling all the past acts of "abuse" towards the opponent...

Should he thank them for showing mercy?

"Swish—"

Another figure darted by.

It’s Sakura.

Indeed.

As a Death Warrior, how could she let her master fight alone?

In the face of technological means, the deadly darts lost their effectiveness, but as a genius Ninja, how could her skills be limited to long-range attacks?

Never underestimate women.

Look at them.

Those little fairies who loved to flap their lips suddenly became adorable.

Watching the blood blossoms bloom, painting the night, Jiang Chen felt mixed emotions.

Why do the women he encounters always seem so fierce?

"Mr. Jiang, behind!"

With Golden Lion King’s roar, the pursuers who climbed over the wall approached.

No time to daze, Jiang Chen quickly scanned the Four Great Kings, finding each panting heavily, battered and bruised.

"Don’t linger in battle, let’s break through together!"

"Yes!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Jiang Chen gripped the Triangular Military Dagger and led the Four Great Kings charging fiercely at the obstructing enemies, their numbers few, but it eased the pressure on Fujiwara Reiki and her attendants.

"Thought Jiang Sang was going to admit defeat."

Even though she wasn’t a fragile woman, neither was she an invincible Super Saiyan, after intense fighting, Fujiwara Reiki’s forehead was drenched with fragrant sweat, testing not just her physical stamina, but also her mental endurance between life and death.

"What level of Death Warrior are you?"

Someone consciously approached her and couldn’t help jesting.

"Definitely not as good as Sakura."

As she spoke, another person severely injured, Fujiwara Reiki’s knife slashed from the left chest down to the abdomen, skin split open, they say dying under the peony makes even a ghost romantic, yet the fierce eyes under the helmet showed no intoxication.

Yet these foreigners are tough nuts.

Injured like this, not a grunt came out, surely their fighting ability is gone.

"Five to zero. Jiang Sang better step it up."

A streak of blood splattered on Fujiwara Reiki’s cheek, captivating in Jiang Chen’s peripheral vision!

"Five to one."

Fujiwara Reiki turned at the sound, saw someone attacking from behind, intercepted by Jiang Chen, both sides engaged closely as Jiang Chen kicked fiercely at the opponent’s abdomen.

The foreigner instantly lost balance, staggered and retreated.

Kicking someone flying a hundred thousand miles is unrealistic, every person’s talent point is effective, Jiang Chen believes in diligence compensating for clumsiness in martial arts, cannot compare with gifted people, if it was Daoist Sister, even marble could crack, let alone humans.

Her beautiful leg striking, this foreigner might just meet Holy Mother Mary.

But no matter.

Jiang Chen is not alone.

"Puch!"

The knife tip penetrated from behind, it was White Eyebrow Eagle King’s quick action, completing this tacit cooperation with Jiang Chen.

To prevent enemy backlash, White Eyebrow Eagle King fiercely twisted the knife handle, shattered the enemy’s organs, assured of their death then withdrew the blade, thumbed up at Jiang Chen.

"Left side!"

Jiang Chen warned.

White Eyebrow Eagle King swiftly turned, dare not distract.

"Fine, count one."

Fujiwara Reiki graciously credited this head to Jiang Chen’s scoreboard, then suddenly threw her military knife.

"Whish!"

A foreigner attacking Jiang Chen got pinned by the knife.

"Six to one."

Fujiwara Reiki remarked calmly.

Jiang Chen gasped, looking at her empty hands, "You’re doomed."

Celebrating too early.

Forgot the previous lesson.

This is an unfair contest, they have teammates.

Several meters away, Sakura’s toe lightly flicked, a blade seemed to have eyes, somersaulting in the air, reflecting bright light, flying accurately to Fujiwara Reiki, easily caught by her.

Fujiwara Reiki smiled slightly at him, "Really?"

Jiang Chen remained expressionless.

Compared to others, Sakura’s weapon is the most unique, abandoning long-range attacks, she now wielded a short blade as a close combat weapon,

Crescent-shaped, blade thin as a cicada’s wing, bright and clear, its lethality undeniable.

The saying goes.

A longer inch is stronger.

A shorter inch is riskier!

Ninja never seeks head-on power contest, specializing in resolving battles most efficiently!

Sakura’s prowess was fully displayed tonight, trapped in encirclement, yet maneuvering freely, creating grotesque scars wherever she went amid sword light.

Fujiwara Reiki wasn’t lying.

If everyone had Sakura’s skill, breaking out wouldn’t be much, but the problem lies in such rare geniuses are always few.

"Puh—"

As time progressed, the pressure didn’t lessen but increased.

Finally, Purple Shirt Dragon King staggered, severely injured, after enduring so long, he was exhausted, got slashed by the enemy, vomited blood profusely, then faced blades swinging from all directions.

The scene was unbearable.

"Thud!"

The battered body slowly fell.

"Ah Hai!!!"

The nearest Green Wing Bat King’s eyes nearly burst, wanting to rescue yet surrounded, helpless.

Hearing the anguished shout echoing in the night, Jiang Chen frowned and soon looked towards the sound’s source, glimpsing the Purple Shirt Dragon King falling amid the crowded heads.

Even he didn’t know the true name of the fallen.

Turns out someone indeed can travel miles to die gallantly for a stranger.