Chapter 202: Something's Amiss

The movements of the black man, Punk, resembled street dance glides, rhythmic and relaxed as he spoke. "Jason, I thought you and Judy were enough to handle these Yanxia monkeys. Turns out, you still need us."

Jason, the American man, played with Fire Gun's heavy machine gun in his hands while chewing gum. "I can't bear to tire out my Judy babe like that."

The blonde woman, Judy, was unimpressed. "Are you guys only good at talking? If you're going to do something, do it quickly. This damn scorching weather here is a painful torture to my beautiful skin!"

"Look at this foolish Yanxia monkey. He actually brought out two guns. Does he think guns will be useful against us?" Another black man, Andy, laughed.

Jason smirked. "Don't say that. I think he's trying to give me a gift."

Fire Gun impatiently interjected, "Stop the nonsense! Don't think we don't understand your American pig English. I can't be bothered with your gibberish. If you want my gun, then come and get it!"

With that, Fire Gun immediately fired two shots at Jason, who dodged sideways, avoiding them, and tossed the heavy machine gun he held to a distant corner. "I like your pistol. That one's too heavy!"

While Jason spoke, he swiftly moved behind Fire Gun. Before Fire Gun could turn around, Jason opened his hands wide!

Two invisible forces began to affect the modified pistol in Fire Gun's hand. Even the trigger of the pistol became impossible to pull!

"Damn it!" Fire Gun yelled in anger but couldn't resist the strong gravitational force. His hands could only release the pistol.

The other four Blue Storm soldiers watched this scene like spectators, laughing, with no intention of intervening.

However, Da Jiao had a different idea. He turned and charged towards the blonde woman, Judy, with whom he had just clashed, intending to continue the fight.

"Carlos, help me deal with this clumsy bear!" Judy said disdainfully.

Carlos, who was emitting electricity, seemed eager to battle Da Jiao. "Then don't waste time with idle talk. I'll use electricity to fry him!"

"Do you not know that plastic doesn't conduct electricity?!" Da Jiao fearlessly clashed legs with Carlos repeatedly. However, each time, only the plastic and leather parts of his body came into contact with Carlos's electric boots, making it difficult for Carlos to defeat Da Jiao for a while!

Meanwhile, Jason held the two newly acquired modified pistols in his hands, wearing a smug smile. "How about it? Do you have any other pistols?"

Fire Gun's face twisted into a sinister grin. Suddenly, he produced a thumb-sized remote control in his hand, with a red button on it.

Jason hesitated, understanding what was happening. His face turned pale as he tried to throw away the pistol in his hand. However, he found that the pistol's handle had secreted a strong adhesive, firmly attaching the pistol to his hand!

"No, don't..."

Before Jason could finish his words, amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, Fire Gun pressed the red button!

"Boom! Boom!"

Two explosions ensued, and Jason's pistols were instantly detonated, engulfing his arms in intense flames!

The others watched in horror as Jason's arms were blown into pieces, charred black, scattered on the ground. Jason himself was burnt to a crisp, collapsing like a blackened piece of charcoal, on the verge of death in an instant!

The Blue Storm members finally realized the seriousness of the situation. They had underestimated these besieged enemies!

Fire Gun tossed away the useless remote control, sneering, "When life's over, can you say it in English for me? Hehe..."

Punk and Andy, the two black men, finally realized the need to fight seriously. They exchanged a glance and charged towards Fire Gun together.

Da Jiao attempted to help Fire Gun fend off one of the attackers after colliding with Carlos, but Carlos was not easy to shake off. With a sharp whistle, he accelerated once again, delivering a lightning-fast roundhouse kick with electrifying force aimed at Da Jiao's waist!

Da Jiao struggled to defend himself, retreating to the side, leaving Fire Gun alone to face the two black men.

Fire Gun, despite being disarmed, was still skilled in combat. However, it was evident that Andy and Punk had no intention of engaging him in a straightforward fight.

As soon as Andy closed in, Fire Gun felt a tremendous sense of oppression, as if his entire body was being compressed inside a pressure cooker, slowing down his movements to the maximum extent!

"How is this possible?"

"Die!"

Andy delivered a powerful punch to Fire Gun's abdomen, sending him flying like a grenade!

"Watch out! He can reduce the air density around your body!" Wind, after a series of rapid attacks, managed to overpower Big Good Lama, finally had the chance to observe others and noticed Fire Gun being thrown away, immediately warning.

The power of the air was immense. By simply reducing the air density around Fire Gun's body, the particle concentration relative to the periphery was relatively low. This immediately made the atmosphere Andy's most powerful ally, like a pusher from all sides, making every movement of Fire Gun's body seem like breaking through the blockade of thick ice, making it difficult for him to react in time, let alone attack!

Before Fire Gun could stand up, Punk had already approached him, grabbing his collar and lifting his body.

Punk, standing at over two meters tall, made Fire Gun, though burly, appear a size smaller.

"You killed Jason, a remarkable warrior, but the best outcome for an outstanding enemy warrior is death."

"Stop spouting nonsense!"

Fire Gun was furious. This situation was humiliating for him. Swinging his fist, he aimed for Punk's face!

But another strange occurrence happened. When Fire Gun's fist was a few centimeters away from Punk's face, it suddenly stopped, unable to move forward!

"What the hell?"

Fire Gun gritted his teeth, attempting to force his fist forward, but all he got was a disdainful chuckle from Punk.

"Unlike Andy, I can instantly increase the density of the air," Punk grinned, suddenly throwing Fire Gun's body towards a pillar.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Fire Gun's bones emitted several crisp cracks, and the tremendous impact caused him to cough up blood.

"It's time to finish them off," Judy was already impatient. The death of Jason didn't make her feel much sorrow. She raised her silver-gray three-barreled pistol and aimed at Fire Gun, who was struggling to stand up, intending to deliver the final blow.

"No way!"

With a roar, Bigfoot broke free from Carlos's entangling legs. The leg wind swept straight toward Judy's chest, powered by his full force of qi, carrying a formidable aura.

"Ha!"

Like the clash of metal swords, the leg wind was blocked by an invisible shield about a meter in front of Judy, turning into a mere breeze by the time it reached her body. "Ignorant fool, did you think my antiparticle shield would be so easily broken?" Judy sneered, glancing at Bigfoot as she pulled the trigger.

Three bullets were simultaneously fired from the silver pistol, erupting into brilliant flashes of light and thunderous explosions.

The heatwave carried by the bullets seemed enough to obliterate the body of the cannon lying on the ground in an instant. However, just as the bullets were fired, a figure cloaked in blue swept the cannon's body away, leaving the bullets to strike the blue bricks of the hall, igniting a fierce fireworks display.

"Sister Yunmiao!"

Bigfoot exclaimed in surprise as he saw Yunmiao had already moved the cannon behind her. Beside her stood Hai Xiao, Ye Zi, and Yunmiao's disciple, Suilin Dao Gu, all rushing to the scene.

"Wow, poor Cannon Brother, what a plight," Yang Chen emerged from behind the group, cigarette in hand, looking at the cannon on the ground with a face full of lament. He glanced at the chaotic battle inside and chuckled, "I told you, your intelligence is unreliable. Clearly, there are only four blue storm power users, and it seems the roasted one is also among them. Clearly, five blue storm abilities have entered."

Hai Xiao and Ye Zi drew their pistols, while Yunmiao and Suilin Dao Gu unsheathed their long swords, solemnly watching the four blue storm agents inside the hall.

"No more nonsense, let's get moving!" Yunmiao's mood was obviously not good. She swung her sword, aiming directly at Judy, who had intended to kill the cannon.

Judy extended her hand, activating the antiparticle shield, intending to retreat and fight again. However, as soon as the shield was deployed, Yunmiao's long sword sliced through it like a hot knife through butter, shattering it to pieces.

"How is this possible?!" Judy exclaimed, immediately fleeing. Despite continuously firing her three-bullet handgun, she couldn't hit the agile Yunmiao.

"Petty tricks, how could they withstand our Shu Mountain Sword Qi!" Seeing Judy in disarray, Carlos abandoned his struggle with Bigfoot, leaping up with a lightning-fast kick to force Yunmiao into a momentary delay, giving Judy a chance to create distance once more.

However, Carlos couldn't withstand Yunmiao's attacks for long. Yunmiao's seemingly unremarkable willow-leaf longsword was actually made of ancient mysterious iron, coupled with the Shu Mountain Sword Qi, making Carlos's metallic combat boots show visible cracks after just a few touches.

"Oh, shit!"

Carlos and Judy hurriedly took cover behind Andy and Punk, forming a group of four. Meanwhile, Duanren and Kuangfeng separated from Dashan and Daci, retreating to Yunmiao's side.

Tianlong had already overwhelmed the two Grand Wisdom Bodhisattvas, Grand Wisdom and Grand Intelligence. The golden light shimmered on Tianlong's dragon claws as his forceful blow broke through the defense of the two Bodhisattvas. With painful cries, they flew out, crashing down under the statue of Buddha, lying next to the motionless Danzhe.

With the blue storm's Jason killed, Yunmiao's sword thrusts caused a significant turnaround in the battle!

Yang Chen sat alone on the threshold of the hall, while Hui Lin, who hadn't moved forward with her sword drawn, asked in a clear voice, "Why aren't you joining in?"

"Your master is so fierce, I'm afraid," Yang Chen replied with a grin.

Hui Lin's big eyes were full of disbelief as she snorted, "Coward!" Then, she charged forward, standing beside her master.

Hearing Yang Chen's words, Yunmiao cast a disdainful glance at him, then turned to her beloved disciple with an approving look and said firmly, "We don't need to concern ourselves with cowards. Hui Lin, when the two masters deal with those two black devils later, you deal with that woman who only knows how to shoot randomly. Use the Shu Mountain Sword technique I taught you to cut her down! Duanren, Bigfoot, Kuangfeng, you focus on dealing with Tianlong, Danzhe, and the remaining two Bodhisattvas!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted passionately.

"Wait!"

Blade, standing beside Yunmiao, suddenly spoke up with a serious expression. "Master, something is not right."

"What's wrong?" Yunmiao frowned.

Blade glanced at the enemies, leaned closer to Yunmiao, and whispered, "I think we can't afford to fight anymore."

"What?!"

Yunmiao's face, just filled with doubt moments ago, twisted into agony in an instant. She stared angrily at Blade, unable to believe what she was hearing.

With a mad laugh, Blade swiftly darted forward. Before anyone could react, he had already appeared beside the blue storm's side, just like the four agents, casting a mocking glance at the Dragon Team.

Amidst everyone's astonishment, they were horrified to see a miniature dagger embedded in Yunmiao's waist, its edge already piercing her body!

Blood stained her blue robe, turning it red, even black in some places!