515: Eighth Turn Fall

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Handa Kento had no choice but to face the fact that he was weaker than Zhang Zhenfeng.

In the fierce confrontation, he seemed to be on par with Zhang Zhenfeng, but in reality, he had always been at a disadvantage.

The other party still appeared to be at ease, while he was already close to exhausting all his strength.

Moreover, it was foreseeable that as time went on, Zhang Zhenfeng's advantage would grow larger and larger, and by the time the remaining three thousand-man teams of the Flourishing Flower Legion were annihilated...

He would probably not live long enough to receive the good news of Wang Chen's demise, but would instead face his own death!

This made Handa Kento's mood extremely heavy.

At that point, even if Wang Chen were killed by the Fourth and Fifth Thousand-Man Teams, what would it matter?

He would already be a dead man; even if he eliminated this major threat for Sakura Country, he would not be able to enjoy the corresponding merits and glory.

"Zhang Zhenfeng!"

Facing the incoming punch once again, Handa Kento chose to retreat for the first time, stepping back several miles.

"Wang Chen isn't dead; I can tell you his current location."

"Half of the Prosperity Legion's forces have been annihilated here, which is enough to compensate for Inao Kazuhisa's erroneous choice."

"We should cease hostilities!"

Looking at Zhang Zhenfeng, Handa Kento suppressed the resentment in his heart and spoke with an extremely sincere expression.

He no longer wanted to wait for good news from the Fourth and Fifth Thousand-Man Teams, nor did he want to continue fighting the Fierce Tiger Legion and Zhang Zhenfeng.

He was very clear that if he were to die here, Sakura Country would definitely not uphold justice for him afterwards, and even the merits and glory gained after the matter was settled would be divided up by other Families back home.

So he planned to cease hostilities; at worst, he would face some harsh criticism upon his return, but that was still better than falling.

"What?"

"Weren't you very tough just now? Giving up already?"

Hearing Handa Kento's words, a hint of disdain flashed across Zhang Zhenfeng's face as he stood in the air.

"But... did you misunderstand something?"

"Wang Chen's whereabouts are not your bargaining chip; do you think I don't know where he is right now?"

Zhang Zhenfeng's tone carried disdain and an undisguised hint of mockery.

In his eyes, Handa Kento was already a dead man, and he was always lenient with dead men, not hesitating to let the other party know the truth.

Moreover, even if this news spread, it would have no impact whatsoever.

After all, the video filmed under Wang Chen's arrangement could withstand any inspection.

This loss, whether Sakura Country was willing or not, had to be accepted!

"What?!"

Handa Kento's body trembled upon hearing this, and his expression became a mix of shock and anger.

"All of this, it was all orchestrated by you?"

"Impossible! How could that idiot Inao Kazuhisa go along with your wishes? Even if he's stupid, he couldn't possibly cooperate with you!"

He stared fixedly at Zhang Zhenfeng, his eyes filled with disbelief.

If everything was a trap, he couldn't understand how Zhang Zhenfeng dared to do it?

Allowing Wang Chen to enter Inao Kazuhisa's thousand-man team's station alone, and now letting Wang Chen enter the Prosperity Legion's sphere of influence alone and expose his whereabouts.

If even the slightest hitch occurred in this plan, Wang Chen could very well be buried in this Huiguang World.

Handa Kento found it hard to comprehend why Zhang Zhenfeng would have such courage, and how Dragon Country would allow him to let Wang Chen do something so risky!

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

"Besides, I didn't expect this plan concocted by those little guys to proceed so smoothly."

Zhang Zhenfeng looked at the expression on Handa Kento's face, slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of emotion, but it was instantly replaced by coldness:

"However..."

"Time is almost up; it's time to send you on your way."

The moment his words fell, the Fierce Tiger Legion had already annihilated the remaining thousand-man teams of the Prosperity Legion; they formed their battle array, quickly and resolutely positioning themselves beneath Zhang Zhenfeng, placing him precisely at the eye of the formation.

The next second.

A violent Qi soared into the sky, and the magic power unleashed by tens of thousands of people flowed into Zhang Zhenfeng's body like swallows returning to their nest.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, Zhang Zhenfeng's Qi surged wildly, and the mere overflowing power fluctuations caused cracks to appear in the sky for dozens of miles around.

He simply floated quietly in the sky at this moment, naturally becoming the center; the entire world trembled, unable to contain his power.

On the opposite side.

As his subordinate thousand-man teams were completely annihilated, Handa Kento turned and fled, but he had only just escaped a hundred miles when his figure froze in the sky.

The surrounding air was compressed into a solid substance, making him seem like an insect encased in amber.

A dignified Rank 8 expert, at this moment, couldn't even move a finger.

Even if he activated his Domain, he couldn't break through the restraints around his body, only able to channel magic power with his Divine Thought and shout:

"Zhang Zhenfeng, are you truly going to go against my Sakura..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Zhenfeng, who was behind him, extended a hand.

In an instant.

This hand directly spanned a hundred miles, crushing space and transforming into a sky-supporting hand, also like a giant mountain crashing down.

Compared to this hand, Handa Kento was as tiny as an ant.

Even though his strength had reached Eight-Turn, making him a demigod in the Huiguang World.

But the moment this hand crashed down, his eyes were filled with fear, and he felt death approaching.

No...

He was slowly approaching death.

The giant hand carried an irresistible force; even before it struck, Handa Kento's flesh and blood began to disintegrate little by little.

Puff puff puff!

His flesh and blood disintegrated into imperceptible dust, and Handa Kento's bones, emitting a white jade-like luster, were exposed to the air.

Then.

The giant hand gripped Handa Kento, who was now only bones, in its palm.

Crack!

Amidst the sound of bones shattering, Handa Kento was completely annihilated.

A dignified Rank 8 expert, facing Zhang Zhenfeng, who commanded the Fierce Tiger Legion, did not even make the slightest struggle and died silently, leaving no trace whatsoever.

This was the terrifying aspect of the battle formation!

And it was also the fundamental reason why Blue Star stood firm in the Myriad Heavens Battlefield!

Once the legion-level battle formation was activated, Zhang Zhenfeng could be regarded as a Wang-level expert, killing a Rank 8 expert as easily as dusting off dirt.

"Marshal Hattori, peeking from the shadows, isn't that beneath your Wang-level status!"

After crushing Handa Kento with one palm, Zhang Zhenfeng did not dismiss the battle formation but instead looked up at the sky not far away.

Two divine lights shot out from his eyes, directly shattering the space at their point of impact, from which an old man dressed in a kimono emerged.

The old man's figure was stooped, filled with the aura of old age, appearing to be just an ordinary old man, yet the destructive power surging after the space shattered did not even disturb the corner of his clothing.

Hattori Hanzo.

Sakura Country's highest commander stationed in the Huiguang World, a Nine Revolution Wang-level expert!