It wasn't just Gina, the three people teaming up against Wang Ye and Xu Heng also turned their attention to them, eager to see how the two would react.

They didn't want to start a fight either.

They were well aware that although they had the advantage in numbers, if a battle truly broke out, they were all Double S-Class in strength, and facing Wang Ye and Xu Heng in combat would surely leave them down by one or two.

True Qi had only just begun to resurface.

Double S-Class strength was rare.

As rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

For a nation, the loss of a single Double S-Class person could cause significant damage.

They watched Wang Ye and Xu Heng expectantly, only to see Xu Heng spit directly at Gina, sneering, "Pah, shameless woman!"

Thick phlegm sprayed right onto Gina's face.

Gina's facial expression froze, her lips twitching incessantly. As a beauty, Gina valued her looks above all else.

And Xu Heng had chosen this way to insult her.

This instantly filled Gina with rage.

She couldn't hold back anymore!

"Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah!"

Gina roared furiously. She no longer wished to wait for the outcome between Wang Ye and Xu Heng. She stretched out her hand and commanded,

"Kill him! Kill the two of them!"

Actually, from the attitude of Wang Ye and Xu Heng, they already knew what the two's stance would be.

They certainly would not agree.

Then... there was only battle!

The five people clashed in an instant.

Long Qingtian swept his spear, the spearstroke like a dragon.

It was as if a dragon's roar erupted, forcing the five Double S-Class powerhouses who were closing in on him to the side. Looking down on them, Long Qingtian spoke dismissively to the five Double S-Class powerhouses,

"Are you sure that just with these pitiful shrimps, you can take me down?"

"If it's just the five of you against me, I can quickly send you off to King Yan."

The several Double S-Class powerhouses were top combat forces in their own nations.

In some countries, the strongest presence was only a Double S-Class powerhouse.

And in some nations, there were no Double S-Class powerhouses at all.

However, these Double S-Class powerhouses, in Long Qingtian's words, were nothing more than pitiful shrimps.

Yet, there was nothing these people could say to refute Long Qingtian's words.

After all, with Long Qingtian's formidable strength, these Double S-Class Versatilists really were just like worthless fish and rotten shrimps.

The five Double S-Class powerhouses didn't say anything and charged straight at Long Qingtian.

Long Qingtian chuckled.

He swept his spear, a glimmer of Han Mang arriving first, followed by the spearstroke like a dragon!

Fast!

Sharp!

The roar of the dragon echoed as the spear created stunning arcs when attacking others. In less than a second, Long Qingtian had forced to the side the five Double S-Class powerhouses who were attacking him.

Long Qingtian's pupils narrowed as he looked at an Assassin of Double S-Class. He thrust his spear with incredible speed. Before the others could react, he directed it straight at the Double S-Class Assassin.

Eliminate one first!

Take down this Double S-Class Assassin first!

This Double S-Class Assassin, though fast and with great explosive ability, possessed the weakest physical strength.

Just another Double S-Class Assassin, how fast could he be?

Faster than him?

The Double S-Class Assassin, seeing Long Qingtian stab towards him, felt a tingling sensation on his scalp from being targeted in an instant.

The sharp edge emanating from Long Qingtian's spear made him feel as though he couldn't avoid it, as if no matter how he moved, Long Qingtian would be able to pierce him straight through.

The Double S-Class Assassin was indignant!

He felt as if their profession, the assassins, had been insulted!

When Wang Ye fought, the first he wanted to eliminate was also an assassin.

When Long Qingtian eliminated someone, it was also an assassin.

Their assassin industry had been insulted!

Why?

He wanted to ask, wanted to call for help, it wasn't fair.

However, Long Qingtian didn't give him the chance to feel resentful.

With a thrust of his spear, he pierced through the assassin's throat. Among these five individuals with Double S-Class strength, within less than three seconds of facing Long Qingtian, one had already been dealt with by Long Qingtian.

After eliminating a Double S-Class Assassin, Long Qingtian turned his gaze to the other four people of Double S-Class strength and asked them with a smile,

"Do any of you still want to give it a try?"

"Does anyone else want to continue blocking my way?"

"The four of you can naturally stop me, but if I want to forcefully eliminate one of you, I am certain that I could take down any one among you."

The smile on Long Qingtian's face seemed laced with murderous intent, as if he could take lives with a mere flick of his hand,

"How about you give it a try?"

Upon hearing Long Qingtian's words, these four individuals with Double S-Class strength exchanged glances with each other, looking at Long Qingtian with great fear.

After all, their participation was only temporary, belonging to different nations.

They were not a true team.

They lacked the willingness to sacrifice for each other.

If the four of them started clashing and one became the target, their own death would be a huge loss for their nation.

The four Double S-Class Versatilists hesitated, unsure whether they should retreat or charge forward.

To Long Qingtian, these four individuals of Double S-Class strength were nothing more than clowns.

With just a few words, he managed to leave them unsure of what to do, indecisive about whether or not to confront him.

"I'll count to three. If someone still blocks my way after I finish counting, I'll randomly pick one of you to eliminate," Long Qingtian said, his eyes even casting shadows that sent a chill through the souls of the four Double S-Class individuals.

It was as if they were being dragged by Long Qingtian into the Nine Serenities Hell, surrounded by devils wielding the Blood God Scythe.

"Three..."

The four looked at each other.

Their eyes showed only panic.

Deep down, they all felt a terrifying sense of fear.

For them, every number Long Qingtian didn't count seemed to sound an alarm in their hearts, intensifying their fear.

"Two..."

The four Double S-Class Versatilists were ready to flee at any moment.

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