"It's Yehooda's regular army.""They have 4132 men.""Ashton!""Ashton!" Mona yelled from the window, her voice reaching Ashton, who was standing a few blocks away. Screams pierced the air from the train's passengers.When Ashton heard her, he strode to the electric train. Mona dashed over to meet him."Mister Levin, you need to get out of here. They've sent a whole regular army against you, and that's something not even a cultivator can stand against," Mona said, her voice laced with urgency.She noticed Ashton was sweeping his gaze across the train's interior; he did not look like he was leaving. So, Mona said, "Mister Levin, you're powerful, top of the Chart of Supremes, and you've even taken down Sunoria's Salcedo Sword Saint. No one might be able to touch you now, but don't underestimate a nation's military might. Others as strong as you have done so and paid with their lives!""The Martial Arts Defense Bureau has set up troops and choppers for extraction at the border. Sun
"I need everything you have on him, and I mean everything. Get me a report, stat," Douglas said, his voice tense."Already on it, Mister Latham. Here's the brief." One of his guys handed him a file brimming with intel.Douglas had been swamped with Northern Ace and Western Lands' business for months, barely catching a break. He was out of the loop on the home front, especially out of touch with the martial arts community.Douglas' eyebrows shot up in surprise as he scrolled through Ashton's recent highlights. Three months ago, it appeared that Ashton had turned the martial arts world and the dark web into his own personal show, with every story singing his praises.Sunoria unleashed its devastating Nuclear Weapons Pacification Plan in a fierce battle for the mythical Water of Life. Against all odds, three months later, the man emerged from the ashes, landing on Sunoria's shores with an iron will and an unstoppable force. His conquest campaign began at Pailedo, and he swept through
[Hey, once you're done offing the guy, don't forget to post a picture for us all to get a kick out of it. I'm dying to know if the tough guy hesitates when facing the reaper or is as tough as he talks.][LOL, I bet he's shaking in his boots so bad he's about to pee his pants.]The man, known as Fernando, was already packing his belongings to flee the moment he learned that someone had discovered his IP.However, the bounty hunter from Lindorm, a kind of elite known as a shadow walker, lived just around the corner. The hacker had revealed everything—name, address, photo, and other information. Fernando had barely gotten out the door when he collided with a mountain of a man."Fernando, real name Fernando Baldwin, that's you, right?" The big guy spun around and snagged him."No, you've got the wrong guy." Fernando stammered, face as white as a sheet."Wrong guy?" Cidda Lackner flashed the photo he had. "Seems to me I've got the right one. You have a pretty sharp tongue, don't you?
Mona, Chrissy, and the others gripped their fists tightly, palms slick with nervous sweat, perched on the electric train.Dozens of eyes were fixed toward the sky, refusing to blink. A crowd on the dark web watched the drama unfold live in the shadows of the internet. It seemed unbelievable that the unbeatable Ashton had been defeated so easily."Guys, I bet it would not last ten seconds! It looks like I'm about to cash in! A hundred to one odds—I'm going to be rich!"Someone shouted, caught up in the excitement.Only ten seconds had passed between the moment the fight was about to erupt."Idiot! Ashton would have dropped out of the sky by now if he were truly dead. He can walk on air because he has mastered his core essence to a whole new level, transforming air into solid steps. Dead men can't do that; they can't stay in fighting form. You clearly do not get it, spouting off like that—you obviously know nothing about martial arts."The billowing dust cleared as if on cue.Asht
Ashton was a terrifyingly powerful force to be reckoned with.However, what could have happened next?How would he have handled the situation then?What was his next move when confronted with a supersonic jet and the pinnacle of military technology?"We have to get out of here. The next ten kilometers will be dangerous. Please hurry and get the Lindorm folks to safety. I will draw the battle deeper into the mountains," Ashton said mysteriously, leaving Mona, Chrissy, and the others in awe of his superior voice transmission skill.Ashton propelled himself forward, leaping dozens of meters in a flash.As he moved, another supersonic missile detonated nearby, causing a massive crater and scattering sand and stones in a shower of scorched earth.Ashton landed a hundred meters away and quickly descended into the mountains.The dense woods and rolling hills made it difficult to spot a single soul. Usually, Ashton would not bother hiding or sneaking around. However, the prowess of tho
"Heaven's Web Sword Skill, unleash!"Ashton's lips moved in silent incantation. 'Immortals manifest on earth.'As the sword vanished, golden light clashed with shadows, weaving a tapestry of gold and black that stretched to the horizon. It was an unbelievable sight—a dark blade surrounded by a halo of light."What in the world?" Fletcher Rabb was the first to notice the strange luminescence. It began near the ground, but it was upon him in less than a heartbeat, looking like a sword for all the world."Whoa!"When he felt a warm drop fall on him, the thought had barely registered. His vision became increasingly blurry. As he looked down, he noticed a bead of his own blood dripping from his brow.The helicopter he was flying then burst into a shower of sparks, like a firework in the night sky.The gold and black streak painted a stunning arc, instantly piercing another jet.Only then did the pilots realize Ashton had struck.The sheer speed caught them off guard. They never exp
"Sunoria's supersonic jet, an older F series model, simply cannot compete with our current K series in terms of speed or agility. We have an 80 percent chance of avoiding that golden light attack with our latest supersonic jets."A military researcher with striking blond hair and blue eyes presented his findings to a room full of officers in a Western command center."Are these findings based on actual tests?" a high-ranking officer asked."We pieced this together after a meticulous frame-by-frame breakdown of the footage, coupled with a thorough data analysis," the researcher said.The grizzled officer leaned in, his voice steady and low. "You can't compare theory to the heat of battle. Sure, our jets are faster, but what matters out there is a pilot's ability to think on their feet." He paused and pointed to the sky. "Did you notice that? That gold streak? It is as if it has its own mind, dodging and weaving with some high-tech guidance system. The only way to shake that is to go
Over a hundred people were gathered outside the TV station building. In their suits and shoes, these people stood tall. Those people stood upright in suits and shoes.Ashton glanced over and sneered.The upper echelons' temperament was not something those soldiers could imitate. They wanted to use the people in the lower classes as scapegoats? Fortunately, Ashton still had a trick up his sleeve."Mister Levin, Christon Tarranto is in charge of this operation. There are senior officials from the consortium and the cabinet supporting him."A man came to Ashton and spoke politely."Really?" Ashton smiled. "I did not expect the Sunoria consortium and Defense Unit leaders to be so young."When the man heard that, his heart skipped a beat.Obviously, Ashton did not believe what he said."Mister Levin, you don't know—""I don't need to know. I will know whenever I want to know about it." Ashton smiled and put his hand on the man's head. His arm became transparent as the energy return