Although Hermes was injured, those bullets were not enough to be fatal to him.

His entire being transformed into a dazzling bronze storm, rushing towards Yang Fei with lightning speed.

Having suffered great losses from Yang Fei, Hermes despised this cunning scoundrel to his core, determined to destroy him at the cost of his own severe injuries.

Countless blood-red flowers blossomed on Hermes' body.

Bullets had left no inch of his flesh untainted, his entire body peppered with bullet heads.

Despite the bronze battle armor absorbing most of the force, making penetration difficult, the pain was still unbearable.

Yet, Hermes seemed unfazed, clutching a dagger formed from True Martial Qi Force, its cold glint flickering, as he lunged at Yang Fei from behind.

This time, Yang Fei truly panicked, shouting loudly.

"Come save me, this Old Maozi has gone mad!"

Hermes, blood covering his face, sneered as he thrust a dagger towards Yang Fei's back with speed as swift as lightning.

Yang Fei suddenly turned around, a sinister grin on his face.

"You think you've got me? Try taking this palm strike!"

Boom!

A thunderous sound echoed, as if half the sky was collapsing.

Yang Fei's Brahma Fetal Giant Hand Seal exploded through the air, engulfing everything as it descended.

Hermes glanced up, seeing a swirling vortex of black True Martial Qi Force the size of a bowl forming in Yang Fei's palm, charged with a terrifying destructive power, crashing down towards his head.

In that instant, Hermes thought he was seeing things.

That Gang Strength ant that was scurrying around earlier had blinked and transformed into a True Martial Master!

Monster!

The True Martial Qi Force dagger in Hermes' hand vanished in a flash, and he exerted all his strength to support Yang Fei's hand.

Boom!

A deafening boom ensued, with a violent True Martial Qi Force tornado erupting, radiating wildly from the two of them.

The concrete floor tore like a carpet, sweeping everything in its path.

The surrounding walls and trees suffered devastating damage.

Clouds of dust rushed skyward, forming a mushroom cloud as tall as a two-story building.

Everyone had to find cover to avoid the raging True Martial Qi Force.

Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and others felt their hearts pounding.

Witnessing such tremendous power firsthand, it was hard to believe it was humanly possible.

Everyone believed in Yang Fei's strength, yet at that moment, all felt tremendous worry.

In such an explosive confrontation, no one could guarantee Yang Fei's safety.

Mad Blade, Fan Yi, and the others knew the danger, yet still rushed towards the explosion's center, shouting loudly.

The mushroom cloud slowly dispersed, revealing two figures — one standing, and one lying amid the rubble.

Mad Blade saw it clearly: the one standing was Hermes, while the one lying on the ground was Yang Fei.

Seeing this scene was like a thunderous shock for everyone. Could it be...

No one dared to finish the thought.

"Chief Instructor, are you okay?"

"Brother Fei, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Mad Blade felt a sinking feeling, and fired the Gatling heavy machine gun, a volley of bullets shooting towards Hermes.

Bang bang bang!

The bullets pierced Hermes' body, blood splattering everywhere.

Hermes' body fell limply, blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

Mad Blade, a battle-hardened veteran, knew from experience.

Seeing Hermes now, he could tell the guy was already a corpse before the bullets hit him.

Mad Blade dashed over, scooping up Yang Fei from the ground, shaking him repeatedly.

"Chief Instructor, are you alright?"

Yang Fei's face was covered in dust; he remained with closed eyes, but fortunately, there was still a faint breath.

Without hesitating, Mad Blade laid Yang Fei flat, ready to perform CPR.

As soon as his big mouth got close, a hand blocked his mouth, Yang Fei flipped over, sitting up with a pained and cautious expression: "Mad Blade, what are you trying to do?"

Mad Blade was overjoyed: "Instructor, I knew someone like you could never die."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fei started cursing.

"Mad Blade, I think of you as a brother, and you want to molest me? How did I not notice your unique hobby before?"

Mad Blade didn't say a word, reaching for Yang Fei's pants.

Despite his severe injuries, Yang Fei couldn't resist and could only guard his pants while thrusting his thumb towards Mad Blade's Laogong Point.

Whenever Mad Blade fought Yang Fei, he was always on the receiving end.

This time, he assumed Yang Fei was injured and thought to playfully punish him for boasting later.

Unaware of Yang Fei's trick, Mad Blade grabbed just in time for Yang Fei's thumb to press into his Laogong Point.

The Essence Qi within him immediately collapsed, chaotically surging through his meridians.

Mad Blade let out a scream, his body stiffened and fell backward, his eyes bulging red, and he trembled all over.

Everyone watched with a mix of humor and horror, quickly lifting Mad Blade.

Fan Yi assisted by guiding his blood flow, suppressing the rampaging Essence Qi within his body.

Yang Fei lazily stood up, looking at Mad Blade with amusement.

"Mad Blade, how come you've become such a wimp? Useless and still trying to make a living in here?"

Mad Blade finally caught his breath, his face alternating between green and black, and suddenly slapped himself heavily.

"I swear, I'll never fight with you again; you are truly a monster!"

Yang Fei burst into laughter, suddenly spewed blood with a "wow," staining his chest red.

Everyone was startled, Fan Yi and Three Swords rushed to support Yang Fei.

Yang Fei waved a hand, sighing.

"Spiritual Martial Arts Masters are extraordinary, and with the Bronze Saint Cloth as protection, if not for this guy's Essence Qi being exhausted by the Bronze Saint Cloth, I couldn't have killed him even if I tried desperately."

Everyone looked at Hermes' body, still feeling a lingering fear.

Hermes had boasted he could wipe out the entire Changfeng Squad single-handedly, and it wasn't just empty words.

If not for encountering the monster Yang Fei and falling into everyone's trap.

This time, even if the Changfeng Squad wasn't annihilated, they would have lost several experts at least.

At this moment, Long Xia strode over, holding Kahn like an eagle grabbing a chick.

Yang Fei looked at Kahn's face, so similar to Lester's, and sighed.

"Kahn, why did you betray and disrupt the peace that your father sacrificed his life for?"

Kahn, initially panicked and helpless, at the moment of truth, became calm.

He sneered coldly: "Why did I betray? You know well that this Greenfield Commonwealth was established through my father's sacrifices. Why should Helen become the Monarch?"

His voice was somewhat hoarse, with intense anger burning in his eyes.

"My father and I went through hardships, dedicating countless efforts for the liberation and peace of this country."

"Yet at the crucial moment, our achievements were seized by an Alang woman. Would I willingly accept this?"

Yang Fei looked at Kahn with pity: "Do you know why Lester the Forerunner didn't entrust the throne to you? Because of this arrogance and selfishness."

"If the Greenfield Commonwealth fell into your hands, years later, the current lower classes would seize resources and become oppressive imperialists against other nations. Do you understand?"

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