My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 311 Vajra_1

Chapter 311: Chapter 311 Vajra_1

"You! It’s actually you!"

Shadowless Poison wailed in agony.

The throbbing pain from his hands drove him to utter despair.

He had heard that Ziyi and Hong Yi had betrayed the Assassin’s Family Clan, but he had not expected to encounter them here.

What’s more critical was that Ziyi’s strength seemed to have greatly increased.

Her moves were steady, accurate, and ruthlessly efficient.

She offered him no chance at all.

And crucially, Ziyi was adept at using poison as well.

His wound had begun to turn purple, with heart-wrenching pain spreading throughout his body.

He wished he could just die right now.

"Vajra, save me!"

Shadowless Poison suddenly roared out.

It was the rule of the Assassin’s Family Clan.

When an assassin went on a task, a stronger assassin would necessarily be sent to supervise and protect.

The one who had come to Jiangyuan Prefecture with Shadowless Poison was none other than Vajra.

"Roar!"

A terrifying sound descended from the sky.

Vajra had actually jumped down from the eaves.

Like a mighty gorilla, over two meters tall and astonishingly muscular.

Boom!

The moment he landed, the ground trembled.

"What Vajra, fight!"

Old Five charged forward.

He threw a punch at Vajra.

A look of disdain flickered in the corner of Vajra’s eye.

He punched out similarly.

Crack!

The sound of breaking bones resounded, and Old Five was sent flying.

His arm hung limply, unable to move.

Old Five, who had given Shadowless Poison quite some trouble, was so easily defeated by Vajra.

Stones thrown by Old Six hit Vajra’s body but also had no effect.

This guy was as strong as King Kong from the movies.

"Kill you!"

Vajra glanced at Ziyi and then lunged straight at her.

Ziyi was a traitor to the Assassin’s Family Clan.

Now that Vajra had appeared, he would not let her go.

Cautiousness shone in Ziyi’s eyes as she fought Vajra.

Vajra practiced boxing, each of his punches delivered with extreme might.

Moreover, he had also absorbed external training techniques from Dragon Country to reinforce his body.

His body underwent a terrifying enhancement.

Not dare to claim he was impervious to swords and spears, but ordinary blunt weapon attacks would likely find it hard to injure his thick skin and flesh.

Ziyi moved lightly, her steel wire entangled Vajra’s arm, yet it couldn’t cut through.

Instead, she was flung out by Vajra.

"You’ve grown quite a bit, but unfortunately, you’re still no match for me."

Vajra was actually quite astonished in his heart.

If it had been before, Ziyi and Hong Yi together wouldn’t have been able to withstand him for more than a few exchanges.

Now, Ziyi alone could actually injure him.

Although it was only a minor injury.

If those sisters joined forces, he would probably be in mortal danger.

What kind of training had she undergone to suddenly become so much stronger?

While he pondered this, his hands didn’t stop moving; his attacks grew fiercer, and his speed also increased.

Don’t assume that because his body is bulky, his speed must be slow.

In fact, as he practiced boxing, the frequency of his punches was extremely high.

Now, Ziyi could only dodge desperately, struggling to parry his blows.

Vajra was indeed too strong.

"Finish him off!"

After about thirty exchanges, Ziyi was cornered against a wall.

There was no escape.

Vajra’s fist came crashing down, directly collapsing the thick brick wall.

Ziyi was buried under the bricks.

"Die!"

Vajra roared explosively, his fists thundering down.

Like rolling thunder.

"Damn it, I still couldn’t complete the task!"

Ziyi was unwilling to accept this; she and her sister had just found such a good refuge, where they could peacefully do what they liked, without having to kill those they didn’t wish to every day.

Yet she was about to die.

She closed her eyes, calmly accepting death.

However, at that moment, a dark shadow flashed before her.

Boom!

It was as if someone had struck a blow against Vajra.

Ziyi suddenly opened her eyes, to see a tall and formidable figure standing before her.

"Boss!"

Ziyi was overwhelmingly excited, "Boss, I’ve let you down!"

"No, you did well, you bought time, waiting for me to appear.

However, you must continue to strengthen your training in the future, you can’t wait for me to come to the rescue every time."

Xiao Chen spoke with his back to Ziyi.

At the side, Ghost Blade had already helped Ziyi up from the stone debris.

"Old Six, take Old Five to get treated."

Xiao Chen glanced at Old Five and Old Six and said.

"No rush!"

Old Five shook his head.

It was a rare opportunity to see the Boss take action; he wanted to watch.

Xiao Chen didn’t urge him further.

"Who are you?"

Vajra stared at Xiao Chen, fear evident in his eyes.

Xiao Chen’s punch had almost split his knuckles.

Even in the boxing ring, he had never seen such a terrifying opponent.

"You don’t need to know who I am, just know that you, a killer ranked at fortieth,

will remain here today."

Xiao Chen looked at Vajra indifferently and strode forward step by step.

He despised the very existence of assassins, who could casually kill for money. These tool-like people, in his opinion, were even more detestable than evil men.

Staring into Xiao Chen’s eyes, Vajra had an illusion.

Only when he saw the King of Assassins, when faced with the Family Head, did he experience a chill from the depths of his heart.

Those eyes were like the profound depths of the Underworld, terribly frightening.

It was as if they could cast you into the Underworld and subject you to terrifying torture.

He gritted his teeth.

Only when his arm gradually regained strength did Vajra feel a semblance of confidence.

"Thinking of killing me? I’m afraid you don’t have the ability!

Kill!"

Vajra roared furiously, his terrible fist hurtling towards Xiao Chen’s head.

The strike was incredibly fast.

Ziyi knew all too well that she definitely could not have blocked it.

If Vajra had used this move against her from the start, she would certainly be either dead or severely injured.

"Quite spirited!"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly.

Yet he remained standing there, motionless, his eyes revealing cold disdain.

"You pretentious fool, this time you’re dead for sure!"

Shadowless Poison gnashed his teeth, frantically consuming some of the antidote he carried.

After alleviating the pain in his body, all he wanted was to see Vajra kill everyone here.

But in the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

Vajra’s massive fist was surprisingly blocked with ease by Xiao Chen.

And there wasn’t even the slightest ripple of impact.

What was most terrifying was that it wasn’t Xiao Chen’s hand that blocked it, but a single finger!

Xiao Chen had actually blocked Vajra’s thunderous punch with just one finger.

"Ah—!"

Vajra roared, exerting all his strength in an attempt to push Xiao Chen back.

But it was futile.

His punch felt like it had struck a mountain.

"How can this be! I don’t believe it! How can there be such a terrifying expert in Jiangyuan?"

Vajra hastily retreated, creating distance between himself and Xiao Chen, afraid Xiao Chen would suddenly strike.

Inside, he was in utter despair.

That punch was all his strength.

Yet the other party had blocked it with just a finger.

This was humiliating.

But even more so, it was despair.

How could this person be so powerful!

"Is that it?"

Xiao Chen said with scornful laughter, "Weren’t you very strong just now?

You even wanted to kill my men.

What happened now?

Why are you keeping such a distance from me?"

As he spoke, Xiao Chen suddenly moved.