Chapter 237 - Truly Frightening (1/2)

A huge ammo cache and the giant Thunderstorm stood quietly under the sunlight.

Qin Fen passed by it and stretched his hand, grabbing it. Time was life. In peacetime, ten seconds was a very short period of time. But now, as far as those swift and violent insect warriors were concerned, it was as slow as a century. They could wantonly finish a killing spree.

Looking at Qin Fen walking in large strides while carrying that heavy weapon, Yang Jiwu sighed in his heart once more. It was hard to say if he was ranked first among the East Asia young martial artists. But if it was among the new recruits of East Asia, Qin Fen could be designated as first.

Reluctant as Yang Jiwu was to admit it, Yang Jiwu had to. If he wanted to become Song Wendong’s grandson-in-law, the current him was still far from enough. Even if he challenged Qin Fen, he would only bring disgrace upon himself.

Even before over a thousand recruits converged with the other part of the main force, they had been chased by the insect warriors. Now, they had no room to retreat. Kyokushin Genichi, acting as a temporary leader, hastily gathered the recruits and started counterattacking with mutual support.

After all, the recruits weren’t insect warriors who didn’t have emotions like fear and morale. They knew pain, they loved their lives and feared death.

In a one on one situation, there was too big of a gap between their strengths. One side had the strength of the five-star level, while the other only had three-star level strength.

In light of such a disparity, if the weaker party fought like they didn’t want to live, perhaps odds may turn in their favor. However, with several recruits having their heads crushed and hearts gouged out by the insect warriors the moment the fight started, their courage had already been broken from fright.

They had never been truly on a battlefield. Naturally, they had never seen a gruesome death, owing to which, they could only play out eighty percent of their normal strength.

Even if they gave a full display of their strength, their survival would still depend on luck. But with only been able to bring out eighty percent of their strength, blood-curdling screams of recruits resounded one after another.

When Qin Fen charged into the battlefield, the insect warriors had long dispersed to fight. Without the insect warriors ganging up on him, the insect warriors were simply unable to pose any real threat in a one-on-one or two-on-one situation. With a tyrannical force, three nearby insect warriors were instantly killed. It was as if he was sweeping dead leaves.

Yang Jiwu, rushing into the battlefield, immediately made a leap towards a group. After a few ups and downs, he finally arrived by the adjutant side. Kyokushin Genichi, Okamoto Takeshi, Park Jong-Hwan, the three were also here, supporting the lineup. This place was far more stable than the other places.

Having arrived here, Yang Jiwu immediately grabbed the megaphone from the adjutant’s hand and shouted, “Don’t panic! Half of these monsters have already been killed by us, they aren’t impossible to kill.

At this moment, the fleeing and crying recruits suddenly calmed down. The impending collapse of morale instantly stabilized once more.

Over these past few days, the recruits had already become accustomed to obeying Yang Jiwu commands. Every day, Yang Jiwu, in order to build some personal prestige, had often displayed a part of his strength. Whether it was his marksmanship or martial techniques, they were higher than the recruits.

It could even be said that he was Optimus Prime in the heart of new recruits! And now, the commander-in-chief of the new recruits was back, with his body covered in the blood of insect warriors!

Many recruits subconsciously looked at the source of the shout. Many insect warriors were also attracted to the sound from the megaphone.

At this moment, Yang Jiwu had truly become the prime focus of the battlefield.

But right then, a fierce cry suddenly came from the back of Yang Jiwu before Park Jong-Hwan’s body abruptly flew into the air as a huge palm seal, carrying a strong force, pierced through his chest from the back!

The crisp sounds of his bones breaking to pieces and his internal organs bursting out of his chest almost resounded at the same time.

A peak four-star martial artist was dead.

Before Park Jong-Hwan could feel any pain, his body was already high up in the air, his internal organs and bones bursting out of his chest and flying everywhere.

Yang Jiwu, with eyes filled with perplexion, turned his head around, looking at Okamoto Takeshi. This neo sumo expert had suddenly attacked with an explosive force.

Before Yang Jiwu could understand what was going on, Okamoto Takeshi gave a war cry as he waved his pillar-like thick arm, rumbling a Great Monument Breaking Hand at that completely exposed and undefended back of Yang Jiwu.

“Not good!”

Facing impending death, goosebumps immediately exploded all over Yang Jiwu’s body. He energized his biochemical beast for the first time as his three element true energies quickly circulated down his simulated meridians.

Immediately, Yang Jiwu planted his feet on the ground like a rooted tree. He didn’t retreat or dodged, but rather twisted his waist and leaned sideways. His shoulder shook as his entire arm rushed out, like a sharp arrow fired from the heaven shaking divine bow, shooting back at the giant god. Its target was the palm that was as thick as that of a giant God.

This was Yang Jiwu’s Short-Counter move from the Arrow Kicks and Punches. At the deciding moment of life and death, Yang Jiwu had immediately unleashed all his strength, to the point that even the distant Qin Fen was looking with eyes filled with praise and astonishment.

The thick hairs on Okamoto Takeshi’s arm blew back as they greeted the strong wind. Even before the Arrow Punch arrived, the arrow’s pressure was already pressing on Okamoto Takeshi!

Qin Fen’s eyes immediately constricted. This arrow punch is no longer a simple punch. The fearsome part of this arrow punch isn’t the power concentrated in it, but rather the aura of power in the arrow punch! Once an arrow is fired, there is no turning back!

The moment Yang Jiwu turned around and fired his punch, he suddenly had a feeling that he had never felt before. At this moment, there was no other person in this world. Even his opponent Okamoto Takeshi didn’t exist. All he could see what a huge palm. This palm was also like an archery target of an ancient battlefield!