A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

The core of the Nine Dragons Combination technique was originally designed to redirect the flying needle, imbuing it with a straight, forceful energy to make it fly more powerfully and accurately.

From a physics perspective, this is like adding an external force buff to the flying needle, forcibly increasing its kinetic energy.

But at this moment, Feng Yuxiu felt as if he had a volcano inside his stomach, churning and churning, making his belly swell up like a balloon.

With such a heaven-devouring and earth-shattering force, could this Nine Dragons Combined technique possibly produce some miraculous effect of defying fate at the gates of the King of Hell?
His ape-like attack was fast, fast enough to tear through the wind, but even at its fastest speed, it couldn't evade the millimeter-level surveillance below.

At Bruce Manor, even the dew on the grass couldn't escape the camera's eye.

So now, the only thing that can save his life is the Nine Dragons Union, which he used to look down on.

Feng Yuxiu closed his eyes, and his mind flashed back to a rainy night in Guangdong a few years ago.

That day on the basketball court, Peng Qianwu's apprentice raised his hand, and a surge of energy stirred up a dragon's shadow in the rain.

Even now, Feng Yuxiu still thinks it's nonsense—it's nothing more than an air mass trapping the rainwater, creating an illusionary air band.

How could a human possibly conjure a dragon using cultivation techniques? If they were to conjure a dragon, it would be a ball of air or a wisp of smoke, not a dragon.

He could believe even a shapeless lump of air, but a dragon? That's pure nonsense.

He even suspected that the kid might have secretly used some kind of technology, like hiding a laser pointer or something.

But right now, he's stuck on the precipice of the Bruce family, with nowhere to go but nowhere to go. He has no other choice but to try anything, even if it's a desperate situation.

The moonlight was slowly eroded by the dark clouds drifting in from the west, and half the mountaintop was plunged into darkness in an instant.

But the lights in Bruce Manor were so bright they seemed to be on fire. The darker it got, the more glaring the lights became, illuminating even the ants in the corners of the walls.

At this point, let alone a grown man like him, even a mouse that scurried by would be caught by the surveillance cameras and skinned alive.

Feng Yuxiu slowly calmed down, the turmoil in his chest subsiding little by little, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.

My breathing, which started as a rapid, labored wheezing, gradually became thin and long, with less and less air coming in through my nose.

In ancient martial arts, this is called the Turtle Breathing State.

The moment he jumped, he swung his arms sharply, and two plumes of white smoke exploded with a "bang," slowing his descent by half a beat.

The air mass, like a thin veil, gradually enveloped his entire body, causing beads of sweat to suddenly appear on his forehead and trickle down his cheeks, soaking his entire body in no time.

His face was as white as paper, and the water in his body was leaking out like water from a bucket with holes punched in it.

His body temperature rose rapidly, so hot that his vision blurred and his consciousness began to waver.

"Hehehe..."

Feng Yuxiu forced out a wheezing sound like a broken bellows from his throat.

"Impossible! Peng Qianwu and his useless disciple aren't that strong at all... Could it be that they're actually stronger than me? Why can't I withstand this loss of bodily fluids!"

A series of dizzying sensations washed over him, and his body felt as if it had been slashed open, with warm blood dripping down his trousers and spreading out in dark red patterns on the cliff face.

How come the thing that kid could use so easily back then is now like it's taking half his life for him?

He was certain that he was using the complete Nine Dragons Combined Technique, without missing a single move!
That kid is at best a martial arts expert, not even close to the threshold of a half-step grandmaster. Compared to the bastards he killed in his previous life, he's just about the same!

Feng Yuxiu gritted his teeth and stopped. If he continued to hold on like this, he would surely die here.

If no one takes care of it then, exposed to the wind and sun, it will probably turn into a dried-up corpse hanging on the cliff.

"Buzz."

A low rumble came from afar, and several drones hovered like ghosts in the night.

Feng Yuxiu's pupils suddenly contracted. This thing was equipped with infrared thermal imaging. As soon as the lens turned, his body heat would be the brightest target in the dark!

There's no other way!
Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath and unleashed the combined power of the Nine Dragons within his body like a thunderclap!

He's stuck eight meters above the ground at Bruce Manor.

When he jumped off the cliff before, he had time to use the Ape Strike Technique to cushion the fall, but not now. He needs to use the ground to gain momentum to reduce the impact of the fall. If he jumps directly off, he will definitely be smashed into a pile of mud.

Slowly climbing down? That's even more absurd; a drone could find him in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yuxiu stared intently at the drone, his back teeth almost grinding to powder, unleashing the combined power of the Nine Dragons as if it were free.

Even if the Nine Dragons Combined is a useless person, his Demon Subduing Skill, which he has practiced for seven years, is enough to keep him alive!
"Roar!"

As his body continued to fall, Feng Yuxiu's entire body felt like a red-hot iron, steaming with heat, like a steamer in the dead of winter, with waves of heat rolling in and not dissipating.

The heat wave swirled and condensed above his head, slowly taking shape.

The air mass became increasingly solid, like bubbles, enveloping him layer by layer until it finally condensed into a thin, human-shaped membrane.

In the darkness, he looked like he was wearing a reflective raincoat, which was quite eerie.

The humanoid membrane stretched little by little under the pull of wind speed and gravity, and a tail fin slowly bulged out from its back, making its body look like a toad, round and plump.

His rapid descent suddenly halted, and then he began to fall slowly, like a piece of paper.

The moment his toes touched the ground, the thin membrane on his body buzzed and burned. He took off running, and a sharp whistle rang in his ears, piercing his eardrums.

He swung his arms violently, and the air mass collided with the air, creating ripples that spread out like pebbles being thrown into a pool.

The surrounding infrared surveillance lights flashed twice as if they had been choked, and then went out completely.

Pulao!

The son of nine dragons has a voice as loud as a bell and can control sound!
It turns out that the so-called "Nine Dragons United" was not just a facade at all.

The dragon has nine sons, each with its own supernatural powers. This technique breaks through the limits of the human body, transforming the energy into the form of nine dragons, and borrowing their supernatural powers!
Peng Qianwu's disciple only used the Qiuniu technique back then!
The next second, Feng Yuxiu, like a shadow, darted across a hundred-meter-wide open space and swiftly jumped through a window into a villa.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, I heard even breathing coming from inside the room.

He turned his head and saw a blonde woman lying on the bed, fast asleep.

Without even blinking, Feng Yuxiu rushed over, grabbed the woman's neck with both hands like iron clamps, and pulled hard.

"Crack!"

The cracking sound of bones breaking was particularly jarring in the quiet room.

The woman's eyes widened suddenly, and before she could utter a single word, the nerves and cartilage in her neck were all snapped. She collapsed limply onto the bed and breathed her last without a sound.

Next, starting from this room, Feng Yuxiu, like a vengeful Yama, twisted the necks of everyone in the room one by one.

He acted quickly and ruthlessly, without making a sound.

After everyone in the building was dealt with, Feng Yuxiu stood at the window on the third floor corner, squinting as he looked out.

The most urgent task is to completely cut off the information here—once the monitoring equipment is removed, he won't have to hide like a mouse anymore.

He stared at it for a long time, and from this angle, he could see the layout of the entire manor clearly.

The building on the left is inhabited entirely by maids dressed in maid outfits.

The building he's in now is probably where the servants and bodyguards who just changed shifts are all sleeping like logs.

The innermost building, which resembles a castle, is the core territory of the Bruce family.

So, the surveillance equipment's hideout must be in that castle.

The fact that the security patrols around the area were three times denser than elsewhere also testifies to the importance of this place.

But from here to the castle is a full three hundred meters, and the entire way is under surveillance. As an Asian man, he would be a sitting duck if he just stood there, practically walking into a trap. Feng Yuxiu was silent for a few seconds, then turned and went downstairs. Standing in the second-floor hall, he glanced at the corpses scattered all over the floor.

He picked a bodyguard of similar build, quickly stripped him of his clothes and put them on, then pulled out a name tag and pinned it to his chest.

The people in this building were either servants or bodyguards. These professional gunmen couldn't even last a single move against him; he snapped their necks.

With Feng Yuxiu's skills, dealing with these ordinary people is no different than crushing ants.

Who would have thought that in 2005, there would be someone on Earth who could practice ancient martial arts to such an unfathomable level?

After changing his clothes, Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath, straightened his back, and walked out with steady steps, inching towards the surveillance building.

Once he gets inside, he's confident he can cripple the entire building's security team the moment he gets close!

He had already seen it clearly with his "Sky Eye" that the top floor of the building was a large flat floor, where thirty or forty technicians sat, their eyes wide like copper bells, staring intently at the surveillance footage of the entire mountain, while also processing data from drones and mountaintop scans.

Throughout the entire mountain range, anything with a body temperature is within their monitoring range.

Only Feng Yuxiu, with his extreme speed and incredibly cunning angles, could sneak in silently like an eel.

This skill is unique on the entire planet!
"Boss, there's a bodyguard walking around over there. His name tag scans out as Mike, and he's heading this way."

In the monitoring room, a technician pointed to the screen and said.

The supervisor frowned, forgetting to smoke the cigar he was holding: "Mike? Didn't he just go off to rest after his shift?"

"Never mind that, keep scanning other areas." The supervisor glanced at the screen and waved his hand. "Keep a close eye on the shady side of the mountaintop. The boss specifically instructed us not to miss a single sound from there."

The scanned information in the manor is correct, and the name tag is genuine.

In the security industry, working overtime occasionally is not uncommon.

In the first few years, they were all like frightened birds. They would investigate thoroughly if they saw a bodyguard wandering around, or even if a stray cat darted by.

But all these years later, the security at Bruce Manor remains impenetrable, and it's said that even the FBI can't sneak in.

The technology here is the most advanced in the world. Over time, these people have become complacent and numb.

Feng Yuxiu walked past several patrolling security guards with an expressionless face, his pace neither fast nor slow, just like his usual patrol.

The armed security guard at the door glanced at him, said nothing, and turned back to continue smoking.

They've worked for the Bruce family for over twenty years, and it's become second nature to them; they don't even bother to lift their eyelids.

Upon entering the lobby on the first floor, Feng Yuxiu turned and walked into the corridor on the left, then pushed open the first door.

Inside the room, two middle-aged white men in suits were chatting while wearing headsets and holding walkie-talkies. An assault rifle was leaning against the corner of the room.

They divided up the surveillance of Bruce Manor by area, working in pairs to keep a tight watch on the entire manor.

Trying to sneak in under their noses? Dream on!
"Who let you in?" The man on the left had barely opened his mouth when Feng Yuxiu slammed the door shut behind him, then dashed past like a gust of wind.

He swept his gaze across them, then swung both hands out like two iron hammers, slamming them hard into their chins from below.

The most vulnerable part of the human body is the chin. If it is subjected to a force of more than three kilograms, it will immediately make you faint.

Feng Yuxiu didn't waste any words with them. He kept working, pressing down on the necks of the two men and snapping them with two cracking sounds, like twisting ropes.

He approached the surveillance equipment, squinted at it for a long time, but didn't make a move.

Having spent the last few years training in special forces units across various military regions, he has learned a lot of technical skills and can spot problems at a glance.

This is a distributed control system, so there must be a central hub.

If he dares to turn off his phone here, the central hub will immediately erupt in chaos.

The key is not to turn off surveillance, but to sever this place's connection with the US federal government!
As long as the information can't get out, even if you turn this place upside down, no one will know!

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the fire extinguisher box in the corner. He pried it open with a bang and pulled out a fire axe.

He gripped the axe and kicked open the second door.

"Squeak."

Before the sound of the door hinges turning even landed, the fire axe had already swung down with a whoosh!

"Pfft!"

The dull thud of the axe slamming into flesh was followed by a flick of his wrist, delivering another blow from the side.

Feng Yuxiu rushed in and closed the door behind him.

The two middle-aged men inside the house didn't even have time to scream before they became victims of the axe.

He frowned, threw down the axe, and shook the blood off his hands: "It's still too slow. If this thing misses, they'll have enough time to draw their guns."

It's safer to do it barehanded.

For the next half hour, the entire building echoed with the cracking sounds of bones being dislocated.

They cleared the area layer by layer, but not a single person survived.

By the time he climbed the steps to the top floor, he had already snapped the necks of more than eighty people.

Next comes the most crucial part: the top floor houses the central monitoring equipment.

Feng Yuxiu stared at the gate in front of him; the gate was closed.

There's also a camera on it.

To enter, you must swipe a card; only core technical personnel are allowed into the central area.

Feng Yuxiu turned his head and saw that there were no windows on the top floor; the entire building was made of cast steel.

A light knock on the door revealed a heavy sound, indicating that the security here was almost as thick as that of a bank vault.

However... there are surveillance cameras in the corridors. How could the people in the central area not find it strange that he was walking alone on several floors?

Feng Yuxiu thought for a moment and then suddenly began pounding on the door with his right fist.

Knock knock knock.

He kept banging on the door with his head down.

A moment later, a mechanical female voice came from the door, "Who let you up?"

"The surveillance equipment on the first floor seems to be malfunctioning; I need you to check it."

Americans value freedom and privacy above all else, hence the presence of cameras throughout the estate.

Therefore, they are definitely not available in the rooms on these floors.

This is the freedom and privacy that comes from their very bones.

Therefore, Feng Yuxiu was certain that they did not know the information inside the rooms on each floor.

Sure enough, a short while later the heavy door slammed shut.

The door was slowly opened using electricity.

Feng Yuxiu slowly raised his head, a smile curving his lips. (End of Chapter)