Disdain, contempt!

This person, although not tall and without an intimidating aura, spoke with complete arrogance.

Without a second thought, he stepped out, faced a group of Huaxia soldiers, and snorted coldly.

"Are you all going to come at once, or one by one?"

"I warn you, this is Huaxia territory, you've already crossed the line! We're not here to fight, but if you insist on causing trouble, we're happy to oblige!"

A person resembling an officer among the soldiers reminded them.

Huaxia has always been a land of etiquette, and its soldiers are very well-behaved, forming a stark contrast with this group of martial artists.

"Just you guys?"

"I think you're afraid to fight us, right? Kneel obediently and kowtow to us a few times, and we'll let you go back to drink some milk!"

The group of martial artists burst into laughter upon hearing the officer's words.

"Drive them out!"

The officer was also enraged. In his eyes, Huaxia is the most sacred place, how could it allow such impudence!

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers stepped forward, forming a human wall shoulder to shoulder, and advanced toward the group of martial artists.

"Still dare to fight us?"

The group of martial artists were instantly infuriated.

With fists and kicks creating gusts, they unleashed powerful inner strength without hesitation and struck at the Huaxia soldiers.

"Bang!"

This group of martial artists possessed great strength and extraordinary skills.

With a single strike, they showed no mercy.

The powerful aura instantly converged, forming an invisible shadow of a fist that struck the soldiers in an instant.

The soldiers took the hit solidly, having no means to resist, as a fierce aura clashed against them, causing dust to rise from the ground.

As the dust settled, the soldiers had already been knocked to the ground, with every inch of their skin sending a piercing pain.

The officer at the front got hit by the most ferocious force of the fist shadow.

He spat blood and felt as though he had lost all sensation in his body, lying motionless on the ground.

"Now, still have the nerve to be stubborn?"

A martial artist walked up with a mocking smile, looking at the downed officer.

"What, not speaking now?"

He was somewhat puzzled, wondering why the officer who was defiant earlier was now silent?

"You're really stupid! He's fainted! Hahaha."

A few martial artists behind him reminded.

Talking to someone who has already fainted and asking why they aren't speaking, isn't that stupid?

"Oh! I forgot!"

He nodded, suddenly enlightened.

"So he's fainted, that makes it easy!"

With that, he unbuckled his belt, whistled, turned on the faucet, and aimed at the officer's face.

The yellow liquid burst forth, pouring every drop onto the officer's face.

The pungent smell assaulted the officer's forehead, making him shudder awake.

"How is it, did you enjoy my Rain Jade Dew? It brewed all night, don't let it go to waste!"

Seeing the officer awaken, he nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"A warrior can be killed but not humiliated, just kill me!"

The officer was furious; even though his blood boiled, it was now of no use.

The disparity in strength was truly too great!

He could die, he could sacrifice for the country behind him, but he could not be humiliated, nor could the land of Huaxia!

"Could it be you're muddle-headed? Do you truly want to die like this? I think you aren't fully awake, come on, who has more 'resources' to wake this guy up?"

He jokingly glanced at the officer, then shouted to the martial artists.

"I have, let me do it..."

"I've been holding it all night too!"

"Don't rush, one at a time!"

The group of martial artists got excited, as if they had found money, feeling extremely pleased!

"Don't insult our squad leader!"

The injured soldiers who had woken up became enraged at seeing their squad leader being humiliated, quickly getting up to fight this group.

"Is it your turn for you boy scouts to speak?"

A few martial artists widened their eyes, instantly attacking, once more aiming shadowy fists at the soldiers.

The soldiers were already heavily injured and couldn't endure this strike.

Though the martial artists didn't use much force, it was enough to make the soldiers obediently lie back down.

The martial artists laughed disdainfully as they walked to the squad leader and unzipped.

The soldiers could only watch their squad leader being humiliated, unable to do anything.

Their fists clenched with audible cracking, but they were powerless to stand.

"You boy scouts, pretending to be heroes?"

"In front of us, you're not even as good as ants!"

Once again, the martial artists ridiculed; to them, killing these soldiers was just too easy.

"Now, lying on the ground with my scorching Dew rolling on your face, tell me, do you still want to defend this broken Huaxia?"

The martial artists crouched in front of the squad leader, asking in a deep voice.

"Of course I do!"

The squad leader gritted his teeth, despite the humiliation, still staunchly defending his point.

"Huaxia, Huaxia! What a damn place, birthing you lunatics! Open your eyes, you and your soldiers are down! How will you defend Huaxia?

We can trample your land as we please now, what can you do about it? Hahahaha!"

The martial artists got more excited as they spoke, spitting on the ground viciously.

"Now, I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how pathetic you are without the Demon King! I'll kill your men one by one before sending you off too..."

Helplessness, self-blame!

The squad leader was deeply conflicted, his heart feeling like it was being cut by a knife.

Just as the martial artist said, he was now as powerless as an ant, at their mercy, unable to stop them from slaughtering Huaxia's soldiers!

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise, and the ground shook violently for no apparent reason.

Soon after, a fierce wind swept through, making it hard for anyone to stand steadily.

"What's going on, is it an earthquake?"

"Quick, run..."

The martial artists were instantly panicked, the ground trembling too much, if it were an earthquake, it would be more than a ten-point magnitude.

"No... it's not an earthquake!"

The leading middle-aged martial artist was sharp, noticing something amiss at a glance.

His nose twitched twice for no reason, sensing a wild, potent aura in the air.

"This aura, why does it feel so familiar?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself.

Powerful, too powerful!

This was the aura of a Peak Powerhouse; before it, they were as insignificant as ants, not worth a damn!

"Could it be God? Why has he come here..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man realized.

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