"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Ye Hao clashed head-on with the Sun Team...

Despite being followed by a large number of right-wing elements and the Self-Defense Forces behind him, even Kawamoto Omu could only anxiously follow from the rear, not daring to act rashly. They didn't know where an explosion might occur, so they had to wait for the demining team to arrive before charging forward.

The three types of troops in front—the Sun Team, the Self-Defense Team, and the Guard Team—watched as Ye Hao and his team approached. Several crouching individuals suddenly sprang out from the crowd, scattering a few iron disc darts their way.

Ye Hao moved his hand with Inner Breath, shifting up and down, left and right, creating a circle that instantly controlled those iron disc darts in his palm. This was the power of Tai Chi, Ye Hao was using Tai Chi's force.

Had to use it! Although Ye Hao did not want to reveal his Tai Chi martial arts, there was no other way in this situation, given that the ones he faced were Jiepeng ninjas. While their impact was not overwhelming, they were lurking within the crowd, occasionally throwing ninja darts, which was quite dangerous.

Moreover, according to Ye Hao's estimation, those darts were poisoned. If poisoned, it would certainly be fatal!

"Long, stand behind me." Ye Hao feared Xue Zhaolong might be hit by the darts, and he couldn't stop them for Xue Zhaolong, so he had Xue Zhaolong follow closely behind him while he blocked the darts for Xue Zhaolong.

Xue Zhaolong came up behind Ye Hao, and whenever someone jumped up to attack them with darts, his gun quickly fired shots in response.

"Clang clang clang!"

Three darts intertwined as they attacked. Ye Hao's eyes narrowed; this was absolutely an expert, able to control darts with Inner Breath, showcasing mastery in dart handling.

Ye Hao spun his Inner Breath circle several times, but the strength carried by the darts was too strong. Ye Hao's foot halted momentarily, but it was just for a moment.

Ye Hao roughly estimated that the opponent's power was around the eighth level of National Martial Arts. If Ye Hao engaged with him directly empty-handed, Ye Hao might not be able to beat him, but escaping was certainly possible.

However, as the opponent lurked in the shadows, if he only used darts to kill Ye Hao, then he was truly daydreaming,

after all, Ye Hao held his Inner Breath in hand, while the opponent released his Inner Breath outward, akin to hitting across a mountain.

There's no doubt that both forces were Ye Hao's robust, of course! If the person's power was level ten or nine of National Martial Arts, Ye Hao might not be able to withstand it.

After all, the power in National Martial Arts is as thin as a hair but as distant as a thousand miles, and it's not something anyone can challenge beyond their rank easily.

Ye Hao controlled those three darts and quickly walked forward about ten meters.

"Swish!"

A shadow suddenly darted through the crowd; Ye Hao heard the sound and turned sideways, sweeping his left leg across.

The person's dagger cut across Ye Hao's thigh; Ye Hao's leg withdrew too slowly, and blood immediately oozed out.

Ye Hao intensified the rotation of Tai Chi in his hand, rapidly spinning those darts into a dizzy swirl. When Ye Hao felt the darts had gained significant force, he forcefully flung them forward.

"Swish swish swish!"

A few iron shards and several darts flew toward the direction of the one who had attempted to assassinate Ye Hao.

The person was an eighth-level National Martial Arts expert from the Self-Defense Team. He had always stayed inactive, waiting to ambush Ye Hao to teach him a profound lesson.

However, he didn't anticipate Ye Hao's senses being so sharp, causing him to only injure Ye Hao's thigh.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Xue Zhaolong rapidly shot in that person's direction as well. Seeing the darts and bullets coming together, the person could only roll and dodge to the side.

Ye Hao took advantage of his moment of evasion and pulled out several grenades from his chest; he wanted to turn the situation even more chaotic.

"Long, go!"

Ye Hao exclaimed, dragging Xue Zhaolong's hands, and dropped several grenades in place.

"Quick dodge, quick, don't approach." Muto Jiro ahead saw Ye Hao throwing grenades and loudly shouted.

The people rushing from behind thought they could capture Ye Hao, but didn't anticipate that awaiting them were grenades exploding like fireworks...

"Boom boom boom!"

The eruption of grenades turned the most aggressive Sun Team members charging from behind into a cloud of blood mist.

"Baka!" Muto Jiro and Kawamoto Omu and others watching from behind gritted their teeth and shouted.

Meanwhile, in Tokyo building, Zhuorong Town and Lu Yunsong noticed Ye Hao and his team approaching within five hundred meters of Tokyo. They immediately discarded their belongings and quickly ran toward the stairs.

But underneath the stairs surged a large crowd; fearing danger on the way, they gathered wherever they could hide from harm.

It can be said the lower three floors of Tokyo building were already crowded. The crowd gradually squeezed upwards.

Zhuorong Town and Lu Yunsong smiled at this sight. Once Tokyo building was blown up, would those people still have the heart to chase Ye Hao? Would they still bother them?

There were at least ten thousand people near Tokyo building—weren't they afraid of being wiped out like the tens of thousands of navy in the United States?

They feared, given that Jiepeng naturally had fewer people; if over ten thousand died, it would be a severe lesson and a profound pain.

After Zhuorong Town and Xue Zhaolong descended the building, they approached the rear of the Self-Defense Team and Sun Team, delivering a counter-assault.

Ye Hao attacked from his side, while they cleared a path for Ye Hao and his company.

When Ye Hao reached them and they were all together, Ye Hao shouted, "Run through the ground floor corridor of Tokyo building."

Ye Hao said this and charged forward ahead if he could use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, these people would have dispersed long ago, considering the group attack techniques of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were numerous and each strike was powerful.

But he couldn't use it, once he did, after the event, Jiepeng people would certainly come to Huaxia to investigate who could wield the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Of course! Maybe someone would investigate Tai Chi, but Tai Chi was too widespread, and Wudang had been promoting the true essence of Tai Chi for many years, allowing more people to cultivate Tai Chi, so Ye Hao wasn't too worried about this.

"Go!" Zhuorong Town and Lu Yunsong stayed behind.

When they all passed ten meters outside Tokyo building, Ye Hao coldly shouted, "Detonate."

"Okay!" Zhuorong Town and Lu Yunsong became excited upon hearing this, and then pulled a remote control from their pockets.

Lu Yunsong and Zhuorong Town followed Ye Hao while pressing the remote control hard.

The remote control flashed red.

Meanwhile, hundreds of system explosive boxes atop Tokyo building emitted a beeping sound.

The crowded Tokyo building gradually fell silent; it seemed they heard sounds from the movies—the ticking of timed explosives.

"What's that sound?"

"It's a bomb..." After one person shouted loudly, the entire building boiled over.

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