Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 534 - 533 【Fei Bao, Iron Blood Right Hand】

Chapter 534: Chapter 533 【Fei Bao, Iron Blood Right Hand】

The Thunder Bow and Taie Sword represent the combination of two powerful Slaughter Superpower Skills, which only through their union allowed Ye Tianchen to successfully slay the Fierce Wolf. In such a critically dangerous situation, Tianchen once again crafted this novel killing move and, in his view, without such innovative actions, it would have indeed been somewhat difficult to kill the Fierce Wolf.

The Fierce Wolf was second only to the leader, the Demon Wolf, among the Demon Mercenaries known as the Seven Wolves. Each member of the Seven Wolves was an absolute master in their own right; otherwise, Ye Tianchen, Man Tian, Fei Bao, and Qing Hu would not have had such a difficult fight. Especially noteworthy was the Fierce Wolf’s Soul Stealing Great Saber, one of the three most evil weapons in the world. It could not be destroyed even by the imposing force of the Taie Sword, which clearly demonstrated the true power of the Soul Stealing Great Saber.

Regrettably, after Ye Tianchen had killed the Fierce Wolf, he intended to take the Soul Stealing Great Saber for himself, but upon the wolf’s death, the saber unexpectedly flew away on its own. The scarlet skulls attached to it struggled and howled, clearly in great pain and unwilling to accept their fate.

Man Tian was quite astonished to see Ye Tianchen slay the Fierce Wolf. This young man’s strength was truly unfathomable. Indeed, he had long been capable of killing the Fierce Wolf; it was only because the Soul Stealing Great Saber in the wolf’s possession was so powerful that Ye Tianchen had wanted to test its might. Hence, the delay until now. Otherwise, with his multitude of Great Killing Skills, he would not have needed to try out the saber’s power and would have made his move earlier.

Ye Tianchen landed on the ground and immediately sat down cross-legged to meditate. He had utilized his origin power to wield the Taie Sword, Xuanyuan Sword, and Fish Intestine Sword simultaneously, slaughtering the Powerful Wolf, Sky Wolf, and Blood Wolf in one fell swoop. Now, to kill the Fierce Wolf, he had expended two Great Killing Skills at once, draining a vast amount. It is well-known that origin power, the embodiment of life’s essence energy, is finite within the human body, especially for cultivators. Using origin power is a last resort, reserved for life-and-death crises, because once it is exhausted, the individual is doomed, with no hope of survival.

After consecutively using his origin power twice, Ye Tianchen, by himself, had killed the Fierce Wolf, Powerful Wolf, Blood Wolf, and Sky Wolf. Now he looked ashen-faced, sitting meditatively on the ground, with the Taie Sword planted straight before him as he recuperated his internal strength. Man Tian glanced at Ye Tianchen but did not disturb him. The young man’s combat prowess had earned Man Tian’s newfound respect. Though the pair’s cooperation and tactics played a significant role in killing six members of the Demon Mercenaries, none of it would have been possible without their extraordinary strength.

Mad Wolf had already been dispatched by Man Tian, and Qing Hu was unharmed. Now only Fei Bao and Berserker continued their fierce battle. Both men loved fighting and were incredibly bloodthirsty, enjoying the thrill of hand-to-hand combat. Even now, they fought bare-handed, covered in blood, their fists so battered that bones were visible, yet neither showed any sign of stopping. This was a fight to the death, with Fei Bao defying Man Tian’s military orders to engage the Berserker, upholding the dignity and will of a warrior.

Boom!

Boom!

Two figures were sent flying in opposite directions, Fei Bao and Mad Wolf. Both had taken potent punches to their chests and hadn’t gotten up from the ground just yet.

Iron fist against iron fist, the punches of Fei Bao and Mad Wolf were equally formidable. To say their punches could shatter mountains would hardly be an exaggeration. Ordinary people couldn’t endure even a single punch, let alone a touch of their fingers, without losing their lives.

Pfft!

Fei Bao forced himself to his feet, blood spurting from his mouth as he did so. His face was pale, his body bloody, and he stumbled as though he could no longer hold himself steady. It wasn’t that Fei Bao and Qing Hu lacked strength, but rather that their approach to combat differed from that of Ye Tianchen and Man Tian.

When Qing Hu faced the Fierce Wolf and Blood Wolf alone, his tactics were direct confrontation, and while enduring threats from the other four wolves, he managed to hold his ground until now—a strength even Ye Tianchen admired. Fei Bao was a Berserker, with no understanding of strategy, relying solely on straightforward physical combat. His iron fists dominated the fight, unlike Ye Tianchen and Man Tian who employed tactics to swiftly eliminate the Powerful Wolves. Even if Man Tian and Ye Tianchen were a bit stronger, a head-on brawl to quickly kill members of the Demon Mercenaries would still be immensely challenging.

"I’ve noticed your fists aren’t hard, but your bones sure are," said Mad Wolf as he rose, spitting out a mouthful of blood and glowering at Fei Bao.

Without uttering a word, Fei Bao just glanced at Mad Wolf. His right fist clenched so tightly that it popped, drips of blood continuing to fall, yet to Mad Wolf’s surprise, the blood shedding from Fei Bao’s right hand did not hit the ground but was instead absorbed and whirled around by the force of his punch. Soon it formed into a blood-red fist—not merely a blood-colored fist but one actually solidified from Fei Bao’s own blood, which appeared rather terrifying.

"Quit the chatter; let’s decide with one punch," Fei Bao said coldly.

"You think your punch can kill me?" Mad Wolf frowned and questioned.

At this time, Fei Bao was no longer talking. Instead, he dragged his blood-soaked and exhausted body, step by step, toward Mad Wolf. Man Tian glanced at Fei Bao, wanting to say something, even wanting to stop him, but ultimately he gave up on the idea. He understood Fei Bao too well; even in death, this guy would not accept anyone’s help. He was a man with his own style of fighting and a strong will to battle.

"Fei Bao, do you really want to do this? This could cut your combat power in half, and later on, you young fool..." Qing Hu couldn’t help but speak out.

"It doesn’t matter. We are born for battle. Being able to kill a strong enemy, who cares if combat power is reduced by half, or even death? What’s there to regret?" Fei Bao seldom showed a smile as he spoke.

Swoosh!

Mad Wolf had a foreboding premonition and charged toward Fei Bao like lightning, continuously swinging his fists and unleashing powerful punches. However, at this time, Fei Bao faced the onslaught of mighty punches without dodging anymore. He just looked at his right hand that was completely covered in his own blood, which gradually clung to his hand, making his entire right arm appear as if it was wrapped in fresh blood.

"Iron Blood Right Hand!"

With a loud shout, Fei Bao struck, throwing a punch that was a bloody fist reaching an extreme level of power. This force was so terrifying that even Man Tian, Qing Hu, and Ye Tianchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, all felt it. This was Fei Bao’s Killing Skill, which he named "Iron Blood Right Hand." As the punch flew, the entire ground shook, a crimson glow covering the whole space, ensnaring Mad Wolf within. The powerful punches unleashed by Mad Wolf were shattered, and now he too sensed the danger to his life, frantically trying to break free from the crimson light, but he had no chance. The moment he was hit by Fei Bao’s "Iron Blood Right Hand," he was enveloped in the bloody glow, with countless fist shadows appearing all around him.

Ah!

Boom!

First, there was a scream followed by a huge explosion. Mad Wolf was obliterated by Fei Bao’s "Iron Blood Right Hand," turning into a spray of blood, leaving not even bones behind, such was the power of Fei Bao’s lethal attack. At that moment, Fei Bao collapsed onto the ground, half of his hair turning white in an instant. The punch had consumed not only his Origin Power but also his life’s essence energy. That was the price he had to pay for using the "Iron Blood Right Hand" Absolute Skill.

Ye Tianchen, Man Tian, Fei Bao, and Qing Hu, the four of them, had finally killed six members of the Demon Mercenary Seven Wolves. It was not an easy feat. They all paid a heavy price and expended a lot of strength. Man Tian was the strongest, still unscathed by now, while Ye Tianchen had used up too much power. As for Qing Hu and Fei Bao, both of them were gravely injured, suffering the most.

The key to the successful and smooth execution of killing the six members of the Demon Mercenary Seven Wolves lay with the strategic plan between Ye Tianchen and Man Tian. If it were purely a contest of strength, for Ye Tianchen’s group to succeed in killing the six members of Mad Wolf would not have been easy, and casualties could have even occurred. Although the four of them had killed these six Demon Mercenaries, none dared underestimate the strength of these six freakishly powerful individuals; they all had to admit their might.

Man Tian looked at Ye Tianchen, who was sitting cross-legged, then at the gravely wounded Qing Hu and Fei Bao, and said, "Qing Hu, Fei Bao, I order you both to leave immediately."

"Man Team..." Qing Hu and Fei Bao were both stunned and wanted to say something.

"This is a military order. Whoever dares to disobey will face martial law. Fei Bao, you’ve already defied a military order once. I haven’t settled that account with you yet!" Man Tian roared without further discussion.

"This..."

"If you two don’t leave right now, I will immediately discharge you from the military, and you will never be able to be soldiers again." Man Tian spoke with firm determination.

Hearing Man Tian’s words, both Qing Hu and Fei Bao were shocked. They had not expected their captain Man Tian to say such a thing, which to them, was more important than their very lives. Being a soldier, an incredibly powerful one at that, meant everything. The title of soldier was a lifetime of glory, more significant than life itself. They could lose anything but not their identity as soldiers.

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