At the same time, Zhang Yue and the master-disciple duo of Wolong sensed danger.
They saw ahead, a figure standing.
Though in appearance and looks he was no different from a Dragon Countryman.
But the forced display of the national emblem above his head showed he was from the Eastern Nation.
Zhang Yue was slightly disappointed, "I thought it was the Lord of Wrath."
Wolong, "I thought so too."
"But this opponent might not be so simple," Zhang Yue had already anticipated it.
They saw the Eastern Nation professional ahead, clad in exotic ghost armor, a blood-colored long blade hanging at his waist.
He was none other than Eastern Nation's top professional—
[Lv500, Tier-9 Legendary Ghost Blade Dancer · Inoue Amano]
Behind him, three space rifts manifested.
In the next moment, three more professionals stepped out from the rifts.
A middle-aged warrior man in golden armor.
A short-haired assassin woman wearing a black magic robe, with an arrogant expression.
And a tight-suited assassin man with a fiery expression and a face like carved from a knife.
They were clearly the three strongest generals under Inoue Amano.
[Lv500 Tier-9 Blade Emperor · Murakai Ichiryu]
[Lv500 Tier-9 Witch · Ikawa Riyu]
[Lv500 Tier-9 Shadow Ninja · Kawasaki Jun]
All of them max-level Tier-9 Legendary professionals.
But to Wolong, all had once been defeated by him.
Inoue Amano looked at Zhang Yue before him, the one who had killed his own son Inoue Kojiro in the Professional Tournament, and at Wolong who had once killed him.
In his eyes surged endless hatred, coldly saying, "We meet again."
Wolong leaned on his Zen staff, stepping in front of Zhang Yue.
He planted his Zen staff on the ground, looking at the four opponents, saying, "Was the warning I gave you last time still not enough?"
"Old bastard, I knew it was you!", Inoue Amano looked at Wolong, as if he understood something.
"How could a newly turned Lv100 Tier-3 professional kill a nearly Lv500 Tier-8 professional?"
"And that video, I noticed the trick at first glance. That forbidden spell used when Zero wiped out the Seven Nations professionals, is exactly the same as what you used against us last time."
"Then there's only one truth," Inoue Amano put on a confident face of seeing through everything, "Last time, it was you, the old bastard manipulating behind the scenes, but outsiders mistakenly believed it was done by Zero alone."
Zhang Yue deliberately sighed, "To think you even figured that out, you're really smart, huh!"
Inoue Amano snorted coldly, arrogantly saying, "Petty tricks may fool others, but not me!."
At this time, Shadow Ninja Kawasaki Jun played with a blood blade in his hand, speaking to Zhang Yue and Wolong, "Today, both of you must die."
"Pick who dies first yourself!"
"Or, both together?"
Zhang Yue, as a Lv105 Tier-3 professional, faced with four Lv500 Tier-9 professionals, remained calm, "That depends on whether you have what it takes."
Though he said that.
On the surface, he threw out those bold words at Inoue Amano and the others.
Secretly, he whispered softly to Wolong, "Don't confront them, retreat."
As expected of master and disciple.
Wolong instantly understood Zhang Yue's meaning, and agreed, "Mm."
Clearly, the two had seen through it.
Inoue Amano and the others knew they were no match for Wolong. After all, last time, even when they teamed up with hundreds of other max-level Eastern professionals, they were wiped out in a snap by Wolong.
Yet seeing Wolong appear, they didn't show the slightest panic. Clearly, someone was backing them.
Of the seven nations, only one person could make Inoue Amano and the others this confident.
And that was one of the three strongest Mythical professionals in this world: Cold Nation — Frost Mage King · Kwon Ji-Hyun.
Wolong still didn't have the confidence to fight this big shot of the Cold Nation all by himself.
Once that person showed up, it might be too late to retreat.
Thus, Wolong planted his Zen staff on the ground, feigned a casting pose, scaring Inoue Amano and his group, who were within Wolong's effective attack range, into involuntarily retreating a step.
Clearly, saying they weren't afraid was a lie.
Faced with Lv500 Tier-9 Heaven-Earth Mage Wolong, Inoue Amano and the others were actually scared to death.
But just when Inoue Amano and the others thought Wolong was about to cast an attack.
At Zhang Yue's summons, thirty-winged Armageddon Black Dragon descended from the sky.
"Old man, time to run!"
"Alright."
As the words fell.
Zhang Yue soared into the sky on his dragon.
And Wolong casually pulled out a return scroll.
Watching Zhang Yue flying off on his dragon, Inoue Amano and the other four were briefly stunned.
"Nani? They ran??"
"Baka!", Inoue Amano shouted angrily, "Don't let them escape! Stop them!"
Just as he finished yelling, before Inoue Amano and the others could act, suddenly, a wave of frost swept the land.
The temperature across the entire field plummeted, even the nearby Soul Devourers shivered from the cold!
Kawasaki Jun grinned proudly, "Our big boss has arrived. They can't escape now."
The bone-piercing chill enveloped the entire field.
The return scroll in Wolong's hand was instantly frozen in ice, unable to be crushed.
In the sky, the Armageddon Black Dragon carrying Zhang Yue, trying to flee toward the Death Territory, was struck by an invisible resistance, and forced to land again.
On the dragon's back, Zhang Yue frowned slightly, "He's here already?"
As the words fell, behind Inoue Amano and his team, a massive space rift suddenly tore open.
Next, from within the rift stepped a mage in an ice-blue magic robe, holding a frost staff.
Chilling aura radiated from the man's entire body.
WHOOSH!
With every step he took, the ground beneath him froze over.
Too close, and even the snot under Blade Emperor Murakai Ichiryu's nose turned into an icicle.
This unmatched, powerful presence forced all the Soul Devourers within a mile radius to flee in terror like mice encountering a cat.
Even Wolong, a Lv500 Tier-9 Legendary Heaven-Earth Mage, felt immense pressure from this power.
Wolong's eyes blazed as he stared at the man, brows furrowed tightly.
"Frost Mage King…"
In the field, Inoue Amano, Ikawa Riyu, Kawasaki Jun, and Murakai Ichiryu all bowed to the blue-robed mage, "Greetings, Frost Mage King!"
Beneath the ice-blue robe, only half of a sharply-chiseled, firm face was visible.
As one of the three greatest powerhouses in this world, and the Cold Nation's number one, Mythical-class Frost Mage King · Kwon Ji-Hyun, spoke, "So, it was you all, who defied our Seven Nations."
After all, he was a being who had survived in the Otherworld for over a hundred years.
Wolong quickly regained his calm.
With composure, he said, "It was your Seven Nations, who offended our Dragon Nation first."
"If people do not offend me, I will not offend them; if they do, even if far, I shall punish them."
Whoosh!
Underfoot, Kwon Ji-Hyun released a blast of frost that swept in all directions.
Wolong reacted with lightning speed to cast a shield, protecting both himself and Zhang Yue.
The cold pierced through the magic shield and continued to spread outward.
In the next second.
Accompanied by wave after wave of distant screams, in the wilderness within several miles, dozens of beams of light shot into the sky.
Kwon Ji-Hyun looked at Wolong, speaking coldly: "So now."
"I kill your countrymen, what will you do?"
In Wolong's seemingly calm eyes, rage surged.
CLANG!
The Zen staff struck the ground.
"I shall punish them!"
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