56: Chapter 56 Bombed to smithereens on the high seas, the adult era has long since changed.
Three anti-ship missiles, dragging fiery tails dozens of meters long, tore through the pitch-black night sky like three red-hot swords at an incredible speed.
The ear-piercing sound of a sonic boom exploded overhead!
On the sea surface, the imposing Sword Saint of the East, Iga Gen, who had been posing in his "Iaijutsu" stance with overwhelming momentum, saw those three balls of fire light up.
In that instant, the arrogant demeanor of a master on his face was shattered like porcelain smashed by a heavy slap, vanishing completely!
In its place was extreme distortion and terror!
"Na... Nani?!"
Iga Gen's eyeballs were about to pop out!
He had lived for over seventy years and experienced countless life-and-death battles.
But he never dreamed that he, a grandmaster at the pinnacle of martial arts, had only come to China to save a subordinate, yet the other side hadn't even shown their face and had directly deployed the country's heavy weaponry to greet him with three anti-ship missiles capable of sinking an aircraft carrier?!
Was this even something a human would do?!
"Baka! You don't play by the rules of martial arts!" Iga Gen let out a furious roar.
He didn't want to die!
He desperately channeled the majestic True Qi within his body, attempting to execute the top-tier Eastern movement technique—'Shrinking Ground to an Inch'—to escape the missiles' lock.
However, in the face of modern radar guidance and supersonic steel beasts, the speed of a mortal body was like a snail crawling.
The three missiles, in a triangular formation, locked onto him tightly!
"Ahhh!" There was no escaping!
Iga Gen fell into complete madness!
He roared, pouring all the True Qi in his body without reservation into the cursed blade muramasa in his hand!
"One-Sword Style Ultimate Technique: Asura Slash!"
With bloodshot eyes, he gripped the sword with both hands.
Facing the three grim reapers whistling towards him, he fiercely unleashed the most peak, most brilliant slash of his life!
A hundred-meter-long blood-red blade aura, carrying an indomitable and tragic momentum, soared into the sky!
It attempted to split these products of modern technology in two!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The moment the blade aura made contact with the missiles, three earth-shattering, consecutive roars, loud enough to shatter the eardrums of an ordinary person, exploded in the sky over the high seas, less than two kilometers from the port!
The terrifying shockwave generated by the explosion, carrying temperatures of over a thousand degrees, instantly tore that blood-red blade aura to shreds!
So much for martial arts ultimates.
So much for Body-Protecting Qi.
In the face of this destructive energy, equivalent to the explosion of several thousand tons of TNT, it was like a ridiculous soap bubble.
"No—!"
Iga Gen didn't even have time to utter a complete last word.
His thin, withered body was vaporized in the instant of high heat!
Along with the cursed blade muramasa in his hand, which had been hyped up as god-like.
Together.
On this stretch of high seas.
They were evaporated into microscopic particles, leaving not even ash behind!
"Whoosh—!"
The massive column of water kicked up by the explosion reached dozens of meters high!
Like a Category 12 super tsunami, carrying earth-shattering power, it slammed fiercely into the breakwater of the abandoned port!
"Protect the Young Master!" Tan Lang shouted, and together with three other top experts, he stood in front of Qin Yuan.
The ice-cold seawater poured down like a torrential rain, soaking the entire pier.
It also drenched Lin Tian, who was kneeling in the muddy water.
"Big... Brother..." Lin Tian's body was stiff.
He stared blankly at the gradually calming water on the distant sea and the smoke that had yet to dissipate in the sky.
His mind was blank.
His greatest backer.
The man known as the number one expert of the East, the Sword Saint who could cut a cruiser in half with one slash.
Just like that... he was gone?
Without even leaving a complete corpse?!
"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible..." Lin Tian muttered to himself, shaking his head frantically as if he had lost his mind.
"Big Brother is invincible... How could he be..."
"Click." The crisp sound of a lighter interrupted Lin Tian's breakdown.
Qin Yuan stood on a high shipping container.
Although water was splashing everywhere, not a single drop touched the custom-made trench coat he was wearing.
He leisurely lit a Cohiba cigar.
He took a deep puff, then slowly exhaled a perfect smoke ring.
The smoke dissipated in the cold wind.
Qin Yuan looked down from above at the Asura War God below, who had completely turned into a drowned rat.
In his eyes, there was no joy of victory, only an indifference as if looking at trash.
"War God." Qin Yuan's voice was cold, mocking, and even carried a trace of cruel pity.
"My good sir, the times have changed."
He held the cigar and pointed at the sea surface that was still smoking from the explosion.
"That invincible Big Brother of yours."
"Has already been blown to dust."
This sentence was like a rusty iron hammer, smashing hard against Lin Tian's already crumbling mental defenses.
"Pfft—!" Lin Tian felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out wildly once again!
The martial arts faith he took pride in.
The confidence he had to summon wind and rain overseas.
Under Qin Yuan's unreasonable dimension-reduction strike.
It was completely crushed into powder!
"Qin Yuan!!!" Blood and tears flowed from Lin Tian's eyes, like a beast forced into a desperate situation, knowing it was doomed to die.
He used his hands, stained with mud and blood, to clutch tightly onto the gravel on the ground.
His fingernails curled back, dripping with blood.
"Even if I, Lin Tian, become a ghost! I will absolutely never let you go!!!"
He let out a desperate, beast-like roar to the sky.
"Oh? Become a ghost?" Qin Yuan sneered, just about to say something.
Suddenly.
"Ring-ring—!" The top-secret satellite phone in his trench coat pocket rang without warning.
At such a critical moment, who would be calling this number?
Qin Yuan frowned slightly and took out the phone.
When he saw the number displayed on the screen, which came from overseas and was encrypted with countless layers.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, the corners of his mouth curled into an extremely playful arc.
He pressed the answer button.
From the other end of the phone came an extremely seductive, lazy, yet mature woman's voice that made one's bones feel soft.
"Giggle... Young Master Qin, what a method you have."
"With one move, you wiped out a Dharma King of my Asura Hall, and even blew up that old Eastern man."
In the woman's laughter, there was not a hint of anger, but rather an indescribable excitement.
"Let me introduce myself."
"I am the... Madam of Asura Hall."
The woman's voice paused, her tone becoming as if she were seducing a lover.
"Young Master Qin, I wonder if you have any interest in the overseas treasury of that trash, Lin Tian?"