“What the hell is this kid made of? Is it actually possible for a martial artist to forge his own body to this freakish level?” At this moment, in front of the command screen at the Huaxia Military Commission headquarters, the short officer’s face was utterly shocked. And it wasn’t just him—every other senior officer looked exactly the same, all of them wearing expressions of disbelief. Clearly, nobody could believe what they were seeing!
“Chief, there are plenty of martial artists out there who defy our imagination. But this kid is just... on another level!” another senior officer quickly chimed in.
“Just on another level, huh?” The short officer shot him a glare and continued, “This kid’s strength is absolutely top-tier, easily ranking among Huaxia’s very best. And the key thing is, he’s still just a teenager! No one knows how strong he’ll get in the future. Mark my words: in three years, he’ll be Huaxia’s strongest!”
“Huaxia’s strongest?” Hearing the short officer’s verdict, the senior officers traded looks—each one with their own hot take flashing across their faces.
Meanwhile, all across Southeast Asia, the US, and beyond, everyone was glued to the screens. Watching Ryan Ling’s cracked performance, hearts were pounding everywhere. In decades, this was probably the first psycho to solo a brigade and make ten thousand troops rage-quit IRL.
For a moment, it wasn’t just Huaxia’s martial world—top fighters worldwide, even shady organizations, were giving Ryan Ling a virtual thumbs-up. The dude wasn’t just fighting Wakoku; he was basically speedrunning a boss raid against the whole US East Asia warfront.
The U.S. is the world’s number one powerhouse—their national strength is off the charts. Now that Ryan Ling has nearly blown up the entire Itagaki Brigade, it goes without saying that the U.S. troops stationed in Kyoto will definitely take action next.
Kyoto is the heart of Japan. Sure, there are plenty of bases around the outskirts, but the real center is right here in Kyoto.
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“General, run for your damn life! We’re not even in the same league as that monster!” Watching thousands get deleted in a blink, most soldiers’ minds just blue-screened. Even the toughest guys can’t hang when God Mode gets switched on!
“Baka! Are you even an Imperial soldier anymore, you bastard?” The Itagaki Brigade’s commander, Shiro Itagaki, was a direct descendant of a famous Japanese general. Back in WWII, this elite Itagaki Brigade rampaged through multiple provinces in Huaxia, crushing every Chinese force they met. And the worst part? Anyone who lost to them was slaughtered to the last man. You could say this brigade owes Huaxia a mountain of blood-debt!
And Shiro Itagaki was a total war maniac. The moment he finished speaking, he chopped off the head of the subordinate who’d just suggested retreat.
“All Itagaki Brigade troops, listen up! Fight to the death! We are Japan’s finest—better to die than surrender! We’ll fight him to the end!” As soon as Shiro Itagaki finished, the remaining troops instantly regrouped into battle formations. The Itagaki Brigade really was Japan’s elite: their combat discipline was solid. In a flash, everyone whipped out their strongest weapons, and the heaviest Mountain-Breaker Cannons were hauled out!
“Blow him to hell! Don’t hold back!” Shiro Itagaki bellowed, and the Mountain-Breaker Cannons went absolutely feral. Each shell was a monster—four or five times bigger than your standard heavy artillery. Every cannon was strapped to a mega-armored vehicle, each weighing hundreds of tons, rampaging like Jurassic juggernauts. Forget getting hit by a shell—if one of these behemoths even nudged you, you’d be smeared across the pavement like jam on toast.
Right now, with the Itagaki Brigade dead set on fighting to the bitter end, Ryan Ling went full murder mode. Blades flashed and bodies flew—in just thirty seconds, the place was painted red, over a thousand elite troops mashed into chunky salsa!
Watching this, Shiro Itagaki’s eyes practically spewed flames.
These elite soldiers were his pride and joy—each one several times tougher than a regular grunt. Over ten thousand of them, all hardened veterans, worth their weight in gold. But in just a short time, he’d lost twenty percent, and the massacre was still going. At this rate, the iron army his family had spent a century building would be wiped out in minutes!
“Are the Mountain-Breaker Cannons ready? Fire them now!” At this point, throwing bodies at Ryan Ling wasn’t working—Shiro Itagaki’s only hope was his trump card: the Mountain-Breaker Cannons.
“Ready!” the surrounding soldiers replied, voices ringing out.
“Fire! Fire!” Shiro Itagaki screamed, his voice nearly tearing his throat. Instantly, a dozen giant shells blasted toward Ryan Ling. Each shell weighed several tons, just shy of a nuke’s destructive power. When they exploded, mountains collapsed; even on open ground, the blast left craters dozens of meters deep. The firepower was absolutely monstrous!
But when Shiro Itagaki went all-in with his suicide barrage, Ryan Ling just clenched his fists—no dodging, no tricks, just bare-knuckle brawling with incoming artillery shells. Dude was straight-up flexing on physics.
“Baka! That guy’s insane—absolutely insane!” Shiro Itagaki’s face turned green. He’d never seen anyone so crazy. Right now, satellites from all over the world were locked on this spot; tens of thousands of eyes watched, and everyone was freaking out—nobody could believe what they were seeing!
And then, the impossible happened. Under Ryan Ling’s punches, a Mountain-Breaker shell exploded from a direct hit—then the second, the third...
At this point, Shiro Itagaki looked like he was about to drop to his knees in front of Ryan Ling.
This guy wasn’t even human—he’d punched straight through a shell and blown it up, and the explosion didn’t even scratch him.
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In the next ten seconds, every shell—no matter how OP—got insta-gibbed. Not a single one made it through!
“God! That’s a straight-up god move—only a real deity could pull off this kind of world-shattering flex!” Down below, Marshal Vermilion Bird lost it, voice cracking with awe.
Sophia Long’s eyes sparkled with pure worship—like this was the only man she could ever truly love!
Right then, the rest of the Japanese troops collapsed too. Marshal Black Tortoise and his crew saw Ryan Ling’s performance and were totally fired up. The saying goes, “when the army breaks, it’s like a landslide”—with the Itagaki Brigade on the verge of defeat, the rest of Japan’s rabble had no chance. Their minds were filled with just two words: run away!
“General, what do we do now?” The soldiers manning the Mountain-Breaker Cannons were shaking all over.
“Ram him—just ram him!” By now, Shiro Itagaki had totally lost it. In his dictionary, there was no such thing as retreat. He jumped onto an armored vehicle loaded with a Mountain-Breaker Cannon, floored it at over a hundred miles per hour, ditched all other weapons, and charged straight at Ryan Ling.
Right behind him came a hundred more armored vehicles—each weighing over a hundred tons. These monsters all barreled toward Ryan Ling, shaking the earth itself. Trailing them were the last five thousand Itagaki Brigade elites, ready to die for the cause. Not only were they carrying their strongest weapons, but every single one had strapped high-yield explosives to their bodies.
“Kill! Kill! Kill!” Shiro Itagaki waved his command saber, screaming like a madman—he was all in!
In an instant, Ryan Ling was completely surrounded from all sides.
In a flash, Ryan Ling’s face went ice-cold. He stomped the ground, unleashed a thunder-fist, and the whole world seemed to explode—air shattered, five super-tank monsters in front of him went flying like bowling pins!
A single savage punch sent five tanks flying like tin cans—everyone’s jaws hit the floor.
“Just how terrifying is his power?” Everyone was shaken to the core. Seeing this, Shiro Itagaki was completely hopeless. Suddenly, he screamed:
“All Itagaki Brigade troops—your chance to serve the Emperor has come!” In a flash, the war maniac lit the explosives strapped to his own body...