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Chapter 86 Your armor is excellent! It's mine now!
"who!"

"Your grandpa!"

The ninth-level assassin, named Feng San, was fearless and precise in his attacks. He was once again dealing with the joint investigation team from all sides. With his knife in hand, he didn't need any fancy techniques; he relied entirely on strength, speed, and reflexes.

Lone Wolf buff grants six times the stats.

They were absolutely invincible.

Kill and run, never linger in battle.

But this time, he was entangled—

"You thief, don't run away!"

Just as Feng San was about to climb over the wall, he suddenly heard a loud shout and a person came rushing over like lightning.

Master!

A true master!
Zuo Jing possessed the body of a low-level assassin who had infiltrated the government office and become a yamen runner. He saw that the person who came was at least a fifth-level expert, moving at lightning speed.

coming!

finally come.

Zuo Jing had long known that the Great Yan Dynasty, with its two capitals and thirteen provinces, dominated all factions and powerful families in the martial arts world. As the saying goes, heroes use their martial arts to break the law, so how could the imperial court not have experts to counter it?
Previously.

Zuo Jing never directly clashed with the government. The imperial court was too large to respond effectively and never really took any real action.

Now that the imperial envoy has arrived, he will be the governor of Jiujiang.

Wow, they came right up!

clap clap clap!
A single sound is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

'This is the release of internal energy; a fifth-level expert!'

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

This was a fifth-level expert who seemed even more fearless than a suicide squad member, charging forward with full armor and weapons, ignoring defense and focusing solely on offense.

What approach?

Zuo Jing frowned.

Upon closer inspection, I immediately noticed—

Clang clang!
Feng San's knife struck the man's armor, sparks flying everywhere. Not only did it fail to break through the defense, but it also chipped several nicks in the blade itself.

'What kind of armor is this?'

Zuo Jing's eyes lit up.

If such a precious armor were equipped on his beloved assassins, how would those already fearless assassins rampage through the battlefield?
Wouldn't that make us invincible?

'Okay, okay!'

Zuo Jing was not surprised but happy.

Don't be afraid of a strong enemy.

Strength depends entirely on external factors.

External things can take it away.

Seize equipment and kill the assassins.

With such a loyal bodyguard, one can be invincible.

'Wonderful! Wonderful!'

Zuo Jing was overjoyed, but he didn't let Feng San get entangled with anyone. He had already noticed from the perspective of the surrounding assassins that a group of elite soldiers was on their way. If they were surrounded, and this armored expert was leading the way, Feng San would be in grave danger.

The gentleman does not stand under the wall.

A suicide soldier does not make pointless sacrifices.

"The wind's getting strong, let's get out of here!"

'Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!'

Zuo Jing urged Feng San to run away as soon as possible.

Feng San reached into his robes and flicked his wrist, instantly creating a cloud of lime.

"Disperse!"

The newcomer exhaled and spoke, then shook his knife, releasing a burst of energy that immediately forced aside the oncoming lime powder, allowing him to continue his pursuit without any hindrance.

Straight bitch!
This man possessed immense strength, yet he used none of it for self-defense, instead channeling it all into attacking others.

Feng San, the lone wolf, possesses six times the quality.

However, he couldn't withstand the relentless attacks of a fifth-level expert.

Seeing that Feng San was stubborn, Zuo Jing quickly leaned over briefly and whispered instructions to himself: 'Use a burst of blood to finish him off!'

If you can't fight, run away.

If you can't escape, it will explode.

If one step doesn't work, try two.

If the second stage doesn't work, surrender.

Surrender or be killed, that's three kills.

In short.

There are solutions for every situation.

Without a second thought, Feng San unleashed his power on the spot, using a Blood Burning buff that doubled his stats, briefly reaching a massive seven times the normal level, comparable to a seventh-tier expert. Although it could only last for five minutes, it was enough.

"kill!"

Feng San achieved a remarkable transformation.

strength!

speed!

Reactions! All of them increased significantly, completely overwhelming the opponent with power and suppressing their speed. Although their martial arts were chaotic and disorganized, under the absolute suppression of their physical attributes, even a haphazard punch could kill a master.

Feng San, wielding his knife, aimed precisely at the gaps in the man's armor, relying entirely on his quick eyes and swift hands to deliver devastating blows.

"Getting stronger!"

Ge Ji was startled.

He was wearing the 'Tungsten Blood Armor'. Although he was only at the fifth level, he was able to overpower the sixth level and even approach the seventh level. But what kind of person was he? He was clearly inferior to the sixth level and had no strength at all. But now he suddenly burst out and was even slightly stronger than the sixth-level organ expert.
Bang bang bang!
This power!
Clang clang!
This speed!

"interesting!"

Ge Ji was startled but did not panic.

He was protected by tungsten blood armor, with only a very small part of his body exposed. He only needed to protect his face, eyes, and a few other vital areas, so he had nothing to fear.

No matter how powerful this person's attacks become, as long as they can't break through his tungsten blood armor, it's all for nothing, a waste of effort and a pointless display of power.

"This A-line is truly supermodel-worthy!"

Zuo Jing watched the sparks fly all the way, making his eyes hurt and his head ache even more.

It's only the fifth rank.

A level 9 assassin can completely destroy it with a single burst.

But this time they suffered a setback.

"If one explosion doesn't work, then let's do a second one!"

Zuo Jing glanced over and saw that reinforcements had arrived, but not his; they were the enemy's. The four leaders were all clad in armor, wearing the same jet-black armor with a hint of blood, protecting their chests, backs, thighs, calves, heads, necks, and all other vital areas. They fought fiercely, undaunted by any danger.

This is so girly!

Who exactly is the suicide squad?
Zuo Jing immediately ordered Feng San to unleash a second burst of energy, boosting his stats by another 1.

Base 5x + Lone Wolf 1x + Double Explosion 2x.

In an instant, with an 8-fold boost to his physical abilities, his height increased by 1.5 times, reaching a height of 2.7 meters, making him practically a human Tarzan.

"Fuck!"

Ge Ji was utterly shocked, his heart pounding with fear: "An extraordinary person?!"

Without a second thought, he quickly retreated.

The four poor experts, who were probably at the fourth level of strength enhancement, had just rushed forward to help Ge Ji when they were betrayed. They charged too fast and couldn't be stopped. Feng San kicked one of them over, then another, and with a swipe of his hands, he slammed the remaining two together, leaving them dazed and confused. He then tossed them at the fleeing Ge Ji as if they were stones.

Ge Ji swayed left and right to dodge, while the two poor people—

Boom boom!

It crashed heavily to the ground. The armor wasn't badly damaged, but the person inside was probably doomed. They had suffered a brain hemorrhage and ruptured internal organs, and were on the verge of death.

'quick!'

'Peel off the armor!'

'Someone's there to meet you!'

Zuo Jing was extremely excited. He had personally witnessed the four sets of treasured armor delivered to his door and found them to be absolutely invincible. They could completely boost the strength of a high-level assassin by one or two levels, making it difficult for anyone below the sixth rank to break through their defenses. How precious were these?

For these four sets of armor, even losing a level nine assassin would be worth it!

'The imperial court is, after all, the imperial court.'

'They actually have it!'

Sakyo ordered.

Feng San took action.

Standing at 2.7 meters tall, he grabbed the armored expert who was lying on the ground, struggling for his life, and slammed him to the ground—

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
They smashed him to death, then brutally stripped off his armor and gathered it in their bosom. They did the same to the remaining three suits of armor, weighing them in their hands. The four suits together weighed only about sixty pounds.

'So light?'

Four sets weigh 60 jin, but one set only weighs 15 jin?
its not right!
A set of iron chainmail half-body armor must weigh at least twenty or thirty pounds.

This is the whole body; if it doubles in size, it would weigh at least fifty or sixty pounds.

How could it only weigh 15 pounds?
'wrong! ’

That's true!

Zuo Jing estimated: 'It's most likely a treasure armor obtained from a blessed land; some special circumstances are understandable.'

Don't think too much.

The fact that so many assassins in Jiujiang hadn't been able to get in touch with or even glean any information about this armor before shows that it was extremely secretive and incredibly rare.

'This time they're serious, using such precious armor.'

OK OK.

Zuo Jing was neither afraid of having a strong enemy nor of being too poor.

From now on——

There's no knife.

There is no A.

'The imperial court should build it for me!'

Zuo Jing was overjoyed to receive the armor, but he did not forget his mission. He ordered Feng San to climb over the wall and over the courtyard to disassemble the four suits of armor and throw them into various sewers. Low-ranking assassins were already waiting there, carrying the armor parts and quickly transporting them.

They will eventually appear on the four level-nine assassins in Xiayang City.

'Your armor is very good.'

'Now it's mine.'

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(End of this chapter)