Hearing that Ian Song was actually about to accept Tyson Xiong's condition, Fiona Li couldn't help but grow anxious. "Commander, don't act on impulse!"
Shawn Tu shot Tyson Xiong a warning glare, then said to Ian Song, "Commander, don't accept his challenge. Tyson Xiong is nothing special. If he ever dares act up in front of you again, I'll help you put him in his place!"
Marcus Meng was also quite annoyed by Tyson Xiong's behavior and said loudly, "Commander, you're still young. If Tyson Xiong wasn't a few decades older than you, he wouldn't even be qualified to carry your shoes!" Then, with a provocative look at Tyson Xiong, he added, "If you've got guts, suppress your cultivation to early Grandmaster and try it. Our commander could take you down in three moves!"
For a moment, except for Hannah Han, all the others stood on Ian Song's side and bombarded Tyson Xiong with criticism.
Seeing that aside from Hannah Han, the other four were all siding with Ian Song, Tyson Xiong's expression turned gloomy. He thought to himself, this kid's cultivation isn't high, but his ability to sway people is impressive. If he keeps insisting on making Ian Song take his three punches, he might end up isolated by the others.
Besides, Fiona Li's earlier warning had made him even more wary, so he put on a hearty smile and said, "Commander, I was just joking with you earlier. Hope you won't take it to heart!"
Seeing Tyson Xiong back down, both Fiona Li and Marcus Meng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But to their surprise...
Ian Song's voice rang out again: "So you think you can just fight whenever you want, and back out whenever you want? Do you even respect your commander at all?"
As soon as he said this, Fiona Li and the others' faces changed dramatically. Tyson Xiong's eyes flashed with anger, thinking, this kid really doesn't know when to quit—I'm letting him off easy, and he still wants to push his luck.
Just as Fiona Li and the others were about to speak up and try to persuade him again, Ian Song raised his hand to stop them, then continued to look at Tyson Xiong, his tone provocative: "Your cultivation may have reached Martial Saint, but you still can't kill me. Do you believe it?"
"If I want to kill you, it'd be like squashing an ant!" Tyson Xiong replied coldly.
Ian Song took a step forward, proudly declaring, "Since you're so confident, why don't we make a bet? I'll give you half an hour to kill me. As long as you can injure me, I'll agree to any condition you name. But if you can't hurt me, then for as long as I'm captain of the Assassin Camp, you'll have to obey my orders. Deal?"
Hearing Ian Song boast so boldly, Tyson Xiong sneered, "Kid, your cultivation isn't high, but your mouth sure is big. If I win, I want you to help me leave the army and make sure no one hunts me down—can you do that?"
Ian Song shook his head. "I can't do it right now, but within ten years, I definitely can!"
"Fine, I'll take your bet!" Tyson Xiong said with a sinister smile, though he was secretly thinking, if he couldn't kill this kid, he could at least make him suffer a bit.
Soon, Ian Song and Tyson Xiong stood facing each other ten meters apart.
"Kid, don't say I'm bullying you—I'll give you thirty breaths to run first!"
"No need for that. For the next half hour, if you can get within ten meters of me, I'll admit you're tough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ian Song suddenly vanished from where he stood and reappeared on a rooftop two kilometers away.
"This kid's pretty fast—no wonder he dares to challenge me!"
With a thought, Tyson Xiong lunged forward and, in a single breath, was less than a hundred meters from Ian Song.
But Ian Song vanished again, and in the next instant appeared on a rooftop three kilometers away.
"Tyson Xiong is definitely going to lose!"
Seeing this, Fiona Li said calmly, then stepped forward to follow the chase.
"I'm not so sure. Little Huang's movement technique is miraculous and seems to have the upper hand, but Little Bear hasn't gone all out yet!"
No sooner had Song Jiuhuo finished speaking than Tyson Xiong's pursuit speed suddenly doubled, closing in to within fifty meters of Ian Song.
"Whoosh!"
But just then, Ian Song disappeared once more, instantly relocating five kilometers away.
"Hmm, Little Huang's movement technique is really something!" Song Jiuhuo was a bit shocked when he saw this—instantly moving five kilometers is something he could barely do even as a late-stage Martial Saint.
"Heh, that's nothing!" Marcus Meng said with a weird laugh.
Missing Ian Song again made Tyson Xiong's face darken. Suddenly, his figure blurred into an afterimage as he lunged forward once more.
But this time, Ian Song instantly relocated to the city wall eight kilometers away.
"What kind of movement technique is that? How is he so fast?"
Seeing this, Song Jiuhuo's expression changed sharply, and Tu Shixiong and Hannah Han also grew more serious.
Fiona Li smiled and said, "Old Song, to be honest, our captain has mastered a special lightness skill that allows him to move freely within a hundred miles. If he goes all out, Tyson Xiong won't even be able to see his shadow, let alone catch up!"
"Is there really such an incredible lightness skill in the world?"
Song Jiuhuo and the others all looked shocked and envious.
Fiona Li said, "Of course there is. Our captain is the prized student of Saint Martial Academy, and this miraculous technique was personally taught to him by Dean Xuanyuan. Plus, he's already formed a Heaven-level domain at such a young age—and not just any domain, but the legendary Five Elements Domain, with a radius of a hundred and fifty meters. His future achievements are destined to be something we can only look up to."
What's more, our captain is both brave and wise—even the commander can't stop praising him. If it weren't for Dean Xuanyuan, our commander would have forced him to stay at the Blood River Battlefield.
“Someone like that, we should be scrambling to curry favor. And yet you lot still want to make things difficult for him!”
“Don't be fooled just because we're all Martial Saints right now. I guarantee, in less than five years, the captain will clean you up without breaking a sweat!”
“Keep bragging! Him? He's only early Grandmaster now—five years from now, he'll barely be early Great Grandmaster!”
“Early Great Grandmaster is more than enough!”
“You two are getting more and more ridiculous!”
“You don't believe me? When you were early Grandmasters, could you kill three late-stage Great Grandmaster Devils with a single sword strike? Forget three—could you even kill one? But our captain can!”
“That's way too exaggerated!”
“Do you know why the commander set up the Assassin Camp? Why he made our captain the leader? Because our captain assassinated three ten-thousand-man Strongarm Bull Devil commanders, and even helped me and Fiona Li take out a Shadow Devil Martial Saint!”
“Is he really that amazing?”
The three of them felt like they were listening to a story.
If he wasn't amazing, Fiona Li and I wouldn't be so convinced by him. You know what? He didn't take any credit for killing the Shadow Devil Martial Saint—he gave it all to us. We each got a First-Class Military Merit. So if you just stick close to the captain, earning military merit is guaranteed!
Hearing the words 'First-Class Military Merit,' the three of them started breathing faster, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy.
All three of them were criminals, but as long as they could earn one Special Military Merit or three First-Class Military Merits, their crimes would be wiped clean and they could leave the army to live freely whenever they wished.