Chapter 241: 175
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The artillery fire erupted like a volcanic explosion, molten lava pouring down toward Jiang Shu.
The scorching heat waves were like flashes of lightning, the scythe of Death itself, shaking the entire sky to its core.
Fusang stood atop Xuanxing not by Martial Arts, but by this supreme military might!
Even if the Sword God of Fusang were alive, in his eyes there would only be endless despair.
Human strength had its limits!
Could a Grandmaster, who could withstand bullets, really stand up to these small missiles, rocket launchers, and autocannons?
Within this storm of annihilating fiery shells, Jiang Shu finally moved. The myriad acupoints in his body surged with Primordial Power. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, drawn together just moments ago, formed layer upon layer of Qi Shields.
Five treasured blades hovered in mid-air, suspended one after another.
They looked just like a staircase.
All around, armored vehicles and tanks kicked up towering clouds of dust and smoke.
In this billowing smoke, under countless stunned gazes, Jiang Shu stepped onto his treasured blades and soared into the air!
Five meters.
Ten meters.
Fifty meters!
It was as high as a dozen-story building!
Unending artillery burst beneath his feet, fire devoured the land below, and the soldiers who didn’t escape in time perished in the aftermath of the shells.
"What the hell! God, he’s flying!"
The pilot shouted in shock. Even before coming here, he knew who he was up against—the top Grandmaster of Xia Country, who once toppled the iron tower and beat the Sword God to death with his bare fists.
But back then, hadn’t this very Grandmaster also fled in defeat under their encirclement, disappearing for half a year?
*He thought all he had to do was pull the trigger lightly and hundreds of bullets would rain down.*
This Grandmaster who had subdued the entire Fusang martial arts world—
—would die, full of regret, under the muzzles of a fighter jet!
But now...
This Grandmaster of Xia Country actually stood on the void, nearly level with the fighter jet!
*With all his years of combat experience, even he found himself stunned in this moment, lost for what to do.*
"He may be flying on blades, but it’s not really flight."
Jiang Shu’s feet landed steadily on two treasured blades, while three more spun rapidly around him, gathering Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, pouring in endless might.
*He muttered inwardly. The Primordial Power of the Acupoint Passage Realm had its limits.*
*What he could do was a brief moment suspended in the air.*
But that brief window—was more than enough!
"Go!"
The three treasured blades formed a spiral, their energy condensed like a miniature bomb.
Jiang Shu shouted loudly, and with his elevated vantage point, he naturally saw someone on a helicopter filming, capturing everything that was happening.
*He thought, That’s for the best.*
*He had been gone too long.*
*By now, Jiang Yanyue, that little rascal, had probably reached the Dark Force stage and knew everything he had done.*
*He wondered, how worried must she be?*
*Many Martial Artists in Xia Country’s martial world must have been continuously tracking his movements as well.*
*So, let today’s battle announce his return!*
Jiang Shu’s hair streamed behind him, his pale skin shining, his vital energy blazing like wolf smoke. He stepped on the void—three blades, charged with Primordial Power, shot forth like a bolt of lightning in a clear sky, heading straight for the fighter jet!
"Die!"
The fighter pilot saw all of this, of course.
He roared in fury, slamming the trigger— a short-range air-to-air missile, brimming with deadly intent, was about to launch.
*All fear came from a lack of firepower!*
The muzzles couldn’t hurt Xia Country’s Grandmaster.
Then, missiles!
His face twisted into a savage grin. He was a true ace, even in peacetime he had shot down three fighter jets, soaring boldly in the skies.
*In his mind, even against those Fourth Rank mutant flying beasts, he believed he could destroy them.*
*So what if Jiang Shu could leap into the air!*
Before a missile, all were equal!
Yet as his finger pressed the trigger, a howling gust echoed between Heaven and Earth.
The pilot saw, in a flash, a blaze of white light.
It was like a rainbow cutting through the sun.
Human strength had its end.
No matter how powerful the Blood Exchange Realm, it only had a hundred thousand jin of raw force.
No matter how unstoppable the blade driven by True Qi, the farther it was from its master, the weaker it became.
But now, Jiang Shu had stepped into the Acupoint Passage Realm.
What he controlled was no longer just True Qi within his body.
Primordial Power stored in his one hundred eight acupoints focused fully into these three blades.
This strike, he meant to take down the fighter jet.
This blow, he wanted to show the world what Martial Arts truly were!
Within the spiral, the three blades spun ever faster, tearing the air, shattering the sound barrier. In the blink of an eye, they pierced through bulletproof glass, blasted open the pilot’s skull, tore into the cabin, ripped apart the engine, and split the once-invincible fighter jet—
—right in two!
"Rumble rumble!"
A thunderous explosion erupted instantly.
Flames blossomed in midair!
A fighter jet worth a fortune, one that could endure and combat Fourth Rank flying mutant beasts, plunged from the sky under Jiang Shu’s blow!
"This... How is this possible? The devil, the devil has returned!"
Not far away, soldiers on the helicopter stared in shock.
On the ground, at some point, tens of thousands of civilians had gathered.
The iron tower area was under military control, but Tokyo was still Fusang’s capital. They couldn’t possibly clear everyone out of the surroundings.
With such chaos, too many eyes had been drawn here.
Let alone the fact that, with Jiang Shu’s appearance, many Fusang Martial Artists had already gotten the news and were hurrying here at full speed.