55: Chapter 55 The Martial Arts Fanatic Wants a One-on-One Duel? Destroyer Missile Lock-On, Let's Learn About It
That immense, tangible killing intent crossed two kilometers of ocean, locking onto the entire abandoned port.
The temperature in the air seemed to drop to freezing at this very moment.
Even Tanlang, a bodyguard whose strength was formidable after being cleansed by the system's potion, felt as if a giant boulder were pressing on his chest at this moment, making breathing somewhat difficult.
He stared at the gaunt figure on the distant sea surface as if facing a formidable enemy, his muscles tensed, ready to sacrifice himself at any moment to cover Qin Yuan's retreat.
"Young Master, this person's strength is unfathomable. I fear he has already surpassed the Grandmaster realm!"
Tanlang lowered his voice, his tone filled with unprecedented gravity.
"You go first, we will cover the rear!"
Nightingale, Night Butterfly, and Zhao Feiyan also gripped their weapons, standing in front of Qin Yuan with resolute gazes.
This was the oppressive pressure brought by an unparalleled expert who had surpassed the peak of worldly martial arts!
However, Qin Yuan, standing on the high container, remained as calm and composed as ever.
He gently pushed aside the few people blocking him.
"Leave? Why would I leave?"
The corners of Qin Yuan's mouth curled into an arc as if watching a show. He looked at the old Japanese man in the distance who was stepping on the waves and acting cool, as if looking at a clown in a circus.
"No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you still fear a kitchen knife. Besides, what I have prepared today is definitely not a kitchen knife."
At this moment, Iga Gen had already stepped across the raging waves, approaching the sea surface less than a hundred meters from the port.
"Boom!" The giant wave beneath his feet slammed fiercely against the breakwater, splashing water everywhere.
Iga Gen's gaunt figure was firmly planted on the sea surface like a nail.
His messy white hair danced wildly in the night wind, and his pair of scarlet eyes were like a demon in the dark night, locking tightly onto Qin Yuan on the container.
"Baka!"
Iga Gen slowly drew the two-meter-long jet-black demonic blade in his hand—muramasa.
The sharp blade, under the illumination of the searchlight, flickered with a chilling, eerie blue cold light.
He held the blade with one hand, the tip pointing directly at Qin Yuan. Using extremely stiff Chinese with a thick accent, he shouted loudly:
"Are you that Qin Family brat who bullied my brother?"
"I am Iga Gen, the sect master of the Japanese One-Blade Style!"
"Here, I challenge you to a one-on-one sacred samurai duel!"
"Do you dare to come down and meet your death like a real samurai?!"
His voice, wrapped in thick internal energy, exploded over the port like rolling thunder, making the eardrums of those ordinary Shadow Guards ache.
Lin Tian, collapsed in the mud, trembled with excitement upon hearing this incredibly domineering declaration of war.
"Qin Yuan! Did you hear that?!" Lin Tian roared, pointing at Qin Yuan like a madman.
"My big brother wants to duel you! Weren't you very arrogant just now?!"
"If you have guts, go down there! What kind of skill is hiding behind your subordinates?!"
"If you are a man, accept my big brother's challenge! Don't act like a coward!"
Lin Tian pinned all his hopes on this duel. As long as Qin Yuan dared to agree, or was provoked into entering the arena, with his big brother Iga Gen's unfathomable martial arts, he could split Qin Yuan in two with a single slash!
However, what responded to him was not Qin Yuan's rage, but a disdainful sneer. "Pfft..."
Qin Yuan looked down from above at the old Japanese man on the sea who was posing in a "quick-draw slash" stance and thinking he was cool. He was almost dying of laughter at this pair of bizarre brothers.
"Sacred samurai duel?" "One-on-one?" Qin Yuan looked at Iga Gen as if looking at an idiot, unable to help but shake his head.
"Old man, have you been soaking in the sea for too long, did water get into your brain?"
"I already said, it's the 21st century now. You, someone who practices martial arts, come to duel me, someone who plays with capital and military industry?"
Qin Yuan's tone was full of mockery and pity. "Are you worthy?"
Upon hearing this, Iga Gen was furious! He was the dignified Japanese Sword Saint, revered and worshipped wherever he went. Today, he was actually humiliated in public by a yellow-haired brat!
"Baka yaro!"
"Since you dare not accept the challenge, then this old man will slash you, this spineless coward, to death with one strike!"
Iga Gen roared, and his aura instantly climbed to the peak! The surrounding seawater seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, actually beginning to spin and boil crazily!
"Hum—!" The demonic blade muramasa in his hand emitted a piercing hum, and a layer of eerie blood-colored light even appeared on the blade! He was about to unleash his ultimate move!
A gleam of wild joy erupted in Lin Tian's eyes. "Big brother! Kill him! Kill him!"
Just as Iga Gen bent his legs slightly, gathering strength to unleash that earth-shattering slash, Qin Yuan also put away his smile, his eyes instantly becoming cold and piercing.
"Want to slash me?" "In your next life." He thought silently in his heart. "System, consume 80,000 favor points and redeem the highest-level 'Coastal Defense Live-Fire Exercise' authority from the military for me!"
[Ding! 80,000 favor points deducted, redemption successful!] [Command has been sent to the Third Destroyer Formation of the East Sea Fleet via encrypted communication!]
Almost at the same instant the system notification sound ended. "Woo—woo—woo—!" An extremely piercing, extremely shrill air-raid siren tore through the silent night sky of Jiangzhong City without warning!
This siren was ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the police sirens when pursuing Lin Tian earlier! This was a real war alert!
"What's going on?!" The wild joy on Lin Tian's face instantly froze. Iga Gen on the sea surface also instinctively felt a hint of extremely fatal danger, and his movements suddenly paused.
"Boom!" In the night sky, three extremely blinding balls of fire suddenly lit up! It was like three small suns suddenly exploding on the horizon!
Everyone looked up in horror. They saw that on the high seas more than ten nautical miles away from the port, three huge missiles, dragging long tails of fire, soared into the sky like three angry fire dragons!
They tore through the clouds at a terrifying speed several times the speed of sound. Under the precise guidance of military satellites and over-the-horizon radar, they drew three arcs of death in the air. Tightly. Locked onto. The Japanese old man on the sea who was holding his sword and posing coolly!
"That... that is a fucking anti-ship missile?!" Lin Tian was completely dumbfounded, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. He opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the three fire dragons approaching, his brain completely blank.
"Butler Chen, tell the military region." Qin Yuan's voice sounded extremely flat amidst the air-raid sirens. "You can start the fireworks now."