37: Chapter 37 A bunch of hot-blooded good-for-nothings

The moment Yamamoto Aratora signed the vassal agreement, the group of subordinates behind him exploded in an uproar.

They could not accept that their boss—the ferocious boss in their hearts—had actually surrendered to a Great Xia high school student and signed a humiliating vassal agreement.

If the boss was becoming a dog for a Great Xia high school student, then what were they? Dog shit?

These Gokudo members could not tolerate or accept such a thing. The moment Yamamoto Aratora surrendered, they performed their traditional art—Gekokujo.

Since this boss was useless, they would dispose of him and crown a new king!

How could the Yamamoto-gumi surrender to a brat? They had to fight him to the end!

In that instant, the subordinates' blood boiled. A bald brute among them grabbed his Mammoth tusk and stabbed Yamamoto Aratora through from behind, lifting him high and watching the beige ivory turn red with blood.

The bald man roared, "Yamamoto Aratora is cowardly and incompetent! He chose to surrender just for a daughter! He deserves to die!"

Other subordinates also pulled out their weapons—sharpened stones, animal horns—and stabbed Yamamoto Aratora repeatedly, turning him into a honeycomb.

Yamamoto Chizuru watched as her father was stabbed to death by these people and held up to be bled.

The delinquent girl's eyes went hollow, her pupils shrinking violently.

"I... I'll, I'll kill you all!!"

Along with the delinquent girl's hysterical roar, the nearby Tiger Warriors also raised their weapons and charged at the opposition.

Seeing Chizuru shoulder that Bone Blade Greatsword, Xu Xuan frowned and waved his hand in annoyance, "Xing Tian, slaughter all of them for me."

"Understood!"

Xing Tian immediately gave chase, rushing ahead of Chizuru.

The reason Xu Xuan was annoyed was that the subordinate he had just recruited was actually stabbed to death by this mob.

These hot-headed Japanese thugs were showing him quite a bit of disrespect.

He had planned to take them all in as dogs, but it seemed they wouldn't shed a tear until they saw their coffins.

On the opposite side were dozens of people leading thousands of savages.

They had no idea of the caliber of the War God Xing Tian, nor did they know the combat strength of Chizuru's Tiger Warriors, who could each take on three enemies.

Seeing Xing Tian charging with over two hundred Tiger Warriors, these thugs thought nothing of it.

"Brothers, kill that Xu Xuan and take the boss's daughter!"

"Damn it, this bitch thinks she's someone. When the boss was around, we chose to tolerate her, but now she dares to come and seek death?"

Some lecherous Japanese thugs rubbed their hands and laughed, "Chizuru, I'm the uncle who watched you grow up. Don't put up a useless resistance. Come and be my bride."

In a state of fury, Chizuru roared, "Scum! I'm going to chop you all into pieces!"

These dozens of thugs led over a thousand savages.

To them, they didn't recognize the disheveled Xing Tian on the opposite side.

And what combat power could the boss's daughter have? Those Tiger Warriors in tiger skins were just holding stone axes; they didn't look threatening at all.

However, at the moment of impact, the savages lined up in formation were sliced in half by Xing Tian's poleaxe—one swing cut through five people!

The scene was so exaggerated, with intestines spilling everywhere, that even the thugs who had seen the world couldn't help but tremble in fear.

What kind of monster is this?

What kind of power is this?

One axe can cut through the waists of five people?

A human Hulk?

Yet, the combat power displayed by the charging Tiger Warriors shocked them even more.

The Tiger Warriors were fearless, rushing into the enemy ranks with two stone axes like elite vanguard warriors.

The tiger skins they wore and the tiger-head hats provided excellent protection, acting as armor.

Then there was Chizuru, who used her massive Bone Blade Greatsword to simply smash people to death.

That thick bone was very blunt; one swing could crush a person's head.

This scene turned the Japanese thugs, who just moments ago felt they had the 'advantage,' into victims begging 'don't kill me.'

The hot-headed momentum from killing their boss was quickly shattered by reality. Like stray dogs, they abandoned their troops and fled in panic.

Xu Xuan didn't want to drag it out either; now was the perfect time to wipe them all out in one go.

He leaped onto his horse and led Hu Zi Mei forward.

"General Xing Tian, mount up!"

"Chizuru, get on!"

Riding the horse, Xu Xuan reached out his hand.

Chizuru, who was in pursuit, saw this and held Xu Xuan's hand without hesitation, being pulled up onto the horse.

By now, Chizuru's eyes were bloodshot. She wanted revenge; she wanted to kill every single person who had stabbed her father, leaving none alive!

The two rode the same white horse. Xu Xuan steered the horse forward while Chizuru hugged his waist with her left hand and raised the Bone Blade Greatsword with her right.

Looking at the scattered Japanese Lords and those thugs who only cared about fleeing for their lives.

They could only watch helplessly as the white horse caught up, and Chizuru raised the Bone Blade Greatsword, sweeping it fiercely across the backs of their heads.

Splat!

Like hitting a baseball or smashing a watermelon with a sledgehammer, their heads burst open, red and white matter mixed with bone fragments staining the grass.

Chizuru was like playing Whac-A-Mole, smashing the thugs who were scrambling to escape one by one.

She knew every single one of them!

Some were uncles who had watched her grow up.

Some were young men who had joined the Yamamoto-gumi just a few years ago.

These people were usually extremely polite to her, bowing and scraping.

Now, these people had stabbed her father to death. Chizuru would absolutely not let any of them go!

Xu Xuan pursued on the white horse, and wherever he passed, headless corpses were left on the grassland.

All of them had been smashed into watermelon juice by Chizuru's Bone Blade Greatsword.

After charging and killing until the last person, Xu Xuan pulled the horse to a stop.

The blood-stained white horse reared its front hooves high and let out a deafening neigh.

Looking back, the path behind them was a bloody trail, littered with fallen members of the Yamamoto-gumi.

It was over, these ungrateful bastards.

Trash who were momentarily hot-headed would only flee when facing a true God of Slaughter.

If they had even stopped to resist, Xu Xuan would have thought slightly better of them.

The result?

They only knew how to shout slogans. After killing their boss, they shattered instantly upon clashing with Xu Xuan's forces.

Seeing that these wastes who only cared about running had all become corpses, Xu Xuan couldn't help but spit in disdain.

"A bunch of trash, wasting my time."

Looking back, Chizuru's black school uniform skirt had been dyed dark red, and the white bone greatsword in her hand was drenched in blood.

After executing all these enemies who killed her father, Chizuru felt empty inside.

She let go of the heavy Bone Blade Greatsword, her nose stinging as she recalled her father's past affection for her.

At this thought, Chizuru finally couldn't hold it back and leaned on Xu Xuan's back, weeping loudly.

Xu Xuan didn't say anything; he just let the girl cry.

After all, the person who died wasn't his father.

He was more concerned about the situation on the battlefield.

Over by Chi You, the killing was almost done, and all 20,000 arrows had been fired.

The enemy was leaderless and had abandoned a large number of savages; many Lords were either dead or had fled.

Xu Xuan felt it was time to harvest the results of this battle.

Using the Lord's Thousand-Mile Voice Transmission function, he notified Chi You.

"Start gathering the remnants. Recruit the enemy's scattered troops into our ranks."