139: Chapter 139 Counterattack! Willing to Die for the Young Master!

After the commotion from the explosion died down, the smoke gradually dissipated.

The two Professionals from the Association had been blasted into a bloody mess, their faces unrecognizable.

Yet, there was still one figure standing there with difficulty.

It was none other than Zhang Jian, covered in blood, his clothes completely reduced to rags.

"He actually didn't die from that?"

Li Zhihai's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Is this really just a level 9 Professional?

Even if he were level 39 like him, he definitely wouldn't have survived that, right?

Wang Hongming was also stunned for a moment.

And just at this moment.

The duration of the crowd control skill ended, and Zhang Jian's body was finally able to move.

With red eyes, he raised his sword and charged over.

Although Li Zhihai and his companion were shocked by Zhang Jian's survival ability, they didn't pay much attention to his attack.

A mere little swordsman—even if we stood still and let you hit us, you wouldn't be able to break our defenses, right?

Although their eyes didn't show much concern, their hands were quick to act.

With a thought, they each released a defensive skill.

One large and one small shield appeared in front of them one after another.

Looking at the aggressive Zhang Jian, they both made up their minds.

You managed to survive by luck, and instead of taking the chance to escape, you dare to counterattack?

They prepared to take him down in one fell swoop while he approached to attack!

The mythical level talent scroll will be ours!

Sword light flickered, and Sword Qi closed in.

Bone-chilling damage ignored the shield and brutally ravaged Li Zhihai's body.

His smile froze on his face instantly.

Previously, to scrape together money for Li Zhiyong, he had sold a legendary rank level 35 piece of equipment he was wearing.

This caused his HP to decrease.

Before all nine accompanying Sword Qi strikes were even unleashed, he was killed instantly!

Wang Hongming, who was beside him, was scared out of his wits and subconsciously turned to flee.

However, he was controlled by a mental command in his mind, forcing him to attack Zhang Jian.

Crack!

A surge of Mental Energy transformed into a fierce attack, landing on Zhang Jian.

A jade pendant at his waist shattered instantly, and his body swayed.

Zhang Jian seized the opportunity to strike at Wang Hongming with another sword attack.

The sharp Sword Qi gave Wang Hongming goosebumps instantly. While desperately defending, he also popped a health recovery potion into his mouth.

But the nine consecutive Sword Qi strikes were like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, without any hesitation.

Startlingly fast and ridiculously strong!

The first sword strike was a normal attack; because of his own defense and the shield offsetting a portion,

he felt the damage wasn't that high.

Wang Hongming felt a sense of relief.

With this kind of attack, what use would another hundred or eighty strikes be?

The swordsman profession is destined to be trash!

But just on the second strike.

Pfft!

Wang Hongming's body shuddered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was incomparably shocked in his heart.

How is this possible?

The shield didn't react at all, and his own defense had no blocking ability whatsoever.

Is this the legendary true damage?

How could a level 9 nobody have a skill with true damage?

Wang Hongming couldn't believe it.

But he didn't need to believe it anymore.

How fast was the Sword Qi attack from [Sword Qi Slash]?

In the instant he reacted, the subsequent Sword Qi strikes had already pierced into his body one after another.

Until the final strike completely pulverized his body.

Several messages appeared in Zhang Jian's mind.

"Affected by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, damage dealt to Professionals of the same race is reduced to one-tenth of that dealt to normal monsters."

"You have killed level 39 Professional Wang Hongming, your kill count has increased."

Zhang Jian suddenly understood.

No wonder the long-planned attacks from the two earlier couldn't directly kill him and Wang Dong.

He had thought it was because their strength was lacking.

And his own [Sword Qi Slash], which dealt nearly a million total damage when farming monsters, actually required full effort to kill these two.

So it was because of the influence of the so-called Heavenly Dao rules.

After Li Zhihai and Wang Hongming fell one after another,

two black ghostly lights darted out from their bodies and flickered towards Zhang Jian's body one after another.

Hum!

Zhang Jian only felt as if his mind had been struck by a giant iron hammer, booming with noise.

Crack!

The final shield of the [Sword Qi Field] shattered in response.

This was actually damage sufficient to break through a true shield.

Zhang Jian was greatly alarmed.

And just as the second ghostly light was about to arrive,

the sky suddenly darkened.

A giant eye appeared abruptly.

Crackle!

A deep red thunderbolt struck down directly.

It hit the ghostly light attacking Zhang Jian; after just a momentary pause, it dissipated into nothingness.

Zhang Jian seized the opportunity to swing his sword.

He hit the other ghostly light.

Several Sword Qi strikes swarmed over.

But strangely, it seemed unable to deal any damage to it.

It only caused its figure to pause slightly.

But it was precisely this pause.

Another thunderbolt fell from the sky, blasting it into powder.

"You have killed a mysterious alien race, your Heavenly Dao Karma has increased."

Several more thoughts turned into information, hovering before his eyes.

But by this time, Zhang Jian had exhausted his stamina and his body was weak.

Thump!

He collapsed directly onto the ground.

Before closing his eyes, he saw the figures of Wang Fei and the others rushing over with President Li Husheng's group.

And Ye Xun anxiously shouting his name.

The stone in Zhang Jian's heart finally fell to the ground, and he passed out in peace.

...

Bang!

Ming Kong threw the wine glass in his hand fiercely, smashing it against the forehead of Luo Dong, who was kneeling on the ground opposite him.

Although his head was split open and bleeding from the impact, Luo Dong didn't complain in the slightest; instead, his face was full of guilt.

"This subordinate has failed in his duties. I ask the Young Lord to calm his anger and not harm his health."

Ming Kong calmed his mood, his expression looking a bit better, and waved his hand.

"Get up."

But Luo Dong remained kneeling, refusing to get up.

"I ask the Young Lord to punish me."

Ming Kong shook his head.

"This Zhang Jian is truly extraordinary. It's one thing that two Peak first-turn human Professionals couldn't do anything to him."

"He even blocked the suicide attack from the Soul of our race's warrior that you sent."

"Come to think of it, I really can't blame you."

Luo Dong looked up, also with a puzzled expression.

"A mere little swordsman actually possesses both true defensive means and true damage attack capabilities simultaneously; it is truly inconceivable!"

"Young Lord, should I send more people to hunt down Zhang Jian?"

Ming Kong sighed.

"The previous attack already drew the attention of the Will of the Heavenly Dao, which annihilated our warrior."

"The bigger the commotion, the more attention it will attract. It would just be throwing lives away."

"You have operated here for many years; it's not easy to cultivate some death squads. We shall find another opportunity and plan carefully."

Luo Dong kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you for your understanding, Young Lord. This old servant is willing to die for the Young Lord!"

The group of black-clad figures behind him also looked on with gratitude and shouted in unison.

"Willing to die for the Young Lord!"

Ming Kong narrowed his eyes, his gaze seeming to pierce through the entire mountain and land on Zhang Jian outside Ta City.