"What kind of saber move is that? No way that's real!" Tsuyoshi Fujita's eyes went bloodshot, desperately trying to bring up his clan's Frostbite blade to block. The second he raised it—BOOM! The whole damn sword shattered, and Tsuyoshi got blasted backward, clothes ripped to shreds, sprawled on the ground like a loser. For a second there, you'd never guess he was supposed to be some big-shot master.
Ryan Ling just sneered, totally done with Tsuyoshi. "Chinese saber arts? You Japanese ants can't even dream of touching this stuff. Now get lost—or just drop dead!" He'd originally wanted to use Tsuyoshi's so-called 'Iron Fist' to test his own 'ice skin and jade bones' defense, but honestly, those punches were all bark and no bite. With his level now, even so-called martial fists couldn't scratch him.
Before Tsuyoshi could even blink, Ryan slashed down again—this time with 'Extinguish Desire' coming straight for him.
Tsuyoshi Fujita totally panicked, darting around like a headless chicken. Ryan's saber strike split the ground wide open, carving a deep trench into the island. Shigeru Fujita didn't dodge fast enough—he barely grazed the saber's edge before getting sliced clean in half.
Tsuyoshi didn't dare even glance at Shigeru—he just bolted for the bunker like a lunatic. Logan Long, the traitor, did the same, ditching his own son and nephew to save his own skin.
Ryan Ling didn't hesitate for a second. "Think you can run? Even if you make it to the ends of the earth, you're still dead meat!" He shot off after them—no mercy for a Japanese dog or a traitorous rat. Trash like that deserves worse than death.
As Ryan chased those two down, Warren Yuan, Jason Lin, Harvey "Million" Jin and the rest locked their sights on Drake Long and Brandon Feng—no way those traitors were escaping either.
"No—no, don't come over here! Stay away!" Drake Long was shaking so hard he nearly pissed himself. Brandon Feng was straight-up sobbing.
"You trash, let's send these two young masters on a one-way trip! Traitors should know exactly what happens at the end!" Warren Yuan grinned coldly, and Harvey "Million" Jin charged in first, ready to rumble.
"Damn, this one's kinda cute. Would be a waste to just kill him, right? I'm in the mood for something different today—mind if I keep them for myself?" Harvey "Million" Jin cackled, looking straight-up deranged.