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Chapter Ninety-Eight: Assault on Cining Palace (Part Three)
The rocket launcher, as a piece of individual combat equipment, is already considered quite powerful. However, it has a fatal flaw: after being fired, the rocket launched by the RPG Rocket Launcher does not travel fast initially and requires some time to accelerate before it can hit the target at maximum speed.
Therefore, when Ye Huan saw these people charging toward him in a line, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger on the rocket launcher...
Boom!
A deafening sound erupted as a strong gust of air surged from the RPG Rocket Launcher, forcing Ye Huan to step back twice before he steadied himself. The rocket shot out at high speed, leaving a long trail behind it. If seen at night, anyone unaware might mistake it for a shooting star!
In the blink of an eye, the several hundred meters distance was covered as the rocket quickly reached the fastest-running Eighth-Level Warrior in front. A violent explosion followed. Not only was this Eighth-Level Warrior obliterated, but several others nearby were also significantly affected. One suffered the worst; half of his body was charred by the explosion, oozing dark blood that looked as disgusting as it sounded. Even more shocking was that this warrior was still alive, screaming in agony, which combined with the visual horror forced all the Professionals rushing toward the tower to halt momentarily.
However, standing atop the tower and witnessing everything clearly, Ye Huan summoned another RPG Rocket Launcher and pulled the trigger once more...
"Quick, scatter! Hurry!" "Damn it, scatter!" "Hey, who the hell is pushing me!"
Chaotic shouts erupted as they saw Ye Huan raise another rocket launcher. The Professionals instantly lost their composure and began fleeing in all directions. Unfortunately, the speed of the rocket launcher was simply too fast; in an instant, it reached them and easily turned several warriors who hadn’t managed to escape into nothing but debris.
In the distance, amidst the blazing inferno of Cining Palace's ruins...
"My God, who spread the word that Ye Huan is a Fifth-Level Summoner? He’s even more formidable than I am as a Ninth-Level Warrior!"
"Who wouldn’t think so? No wonder he dared to claim he would come to rescue people from the Southern Xiongnu Empire's palace; at this rate, he could level the entire palace!"
"Get lost! If he could really level the palace, wouldn’t Xuan Ziming have wasted his efforts on us?"
Having witnessed Ye Huan take down several Eighth-Level Warriors with just two rockets, many Ninth-Level Practitioners around began to feel uneasy and found themselves murmuring.
Hearing their conversation clearly, Liu Ruyan's beautiful face filled with astonishment. She couldn’t comprehend whether this Ye Huan they spoke of was truly her son. After all, it had only been a little over a month since Ye Huan left the Capital of Huaxia; how could he possibly have become a Fifth-Level Summoner so quickly?
Liu Ruyan couldn't shake the feeling that she might have misheard. She stood on her toes and looked toward the Clock Tower.
As the wife of a Ninth Level Warrior, it was hard to believe that Liu Ruyan had no strength at all. However, her own abilities were not particularly high; she was merely a Third-Rank Warrior. Yet, this did not hinder the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within her from enhancing her vision. Through the distance of several hundred meters, she clearly saw a figure on the Clock Tower facing their direction. That youthful and handsome face could only belong to Ye Huan!
"How is this possible? Is that really Ye Huan? How did he get into the Southern Xiongnu Empire Palace?"
Unbeknownst to her, Ye Huan had been brought into the palace by a Mysterious Elder against his will. Shock was written all over her face, and even when Ye Le tugged at her clothing, she didn't notice.
"Mother, is it really Big Brother coming to save us?"
Noticing that Liu Ruyan was oblivious to his presence, Ye Le tugged at Liu Ruyan's sleeve again and stood on his toes like her. Unfortunately, without even having his talent assessed, how could he see Ye Huan in the distance?
Hearing Ye Le's voice, Liu Ruyan withdrew her gaze, her expression complex. A person who had once refused to undergo a Professional talent test had risen to become a Fifth-Level Summoner in just a month—wasn't that genius?
As if to validate Liu Ruyan's thoughts, two Professionals nearby spoke up:
"What a genius! This kid is definitely a genius; a Fifth-Level Summoner can unleash an attack stronger than a Ninth Level Warrior—what an incredible talent!"
"Genius my foot! This is simply monstrous! Let's be real; when you were a Fifth-Level Professional, being able to fight against a Sixth-Level Warrior was already impressive!"
Monstrous?
Liu Ruyan tried to look again at Ye Huan's position and nodded slightly. In her view, it was clear that Ye Huan had summoned a massive creature to deal with the many scattered Professionals. A circular disk formed from six gun barrels, each several dozen centimeters long, continuously spewed flames outward. Whenever Ye Huan aimed that disk at a location, it was certain that someone of high rank would fall there…
It looked incredibly cool, but only Ye Huan felt miserable inside; he was already deeply frustrated.
Having reached the peak as a Fifth-Level Summoner, Ye Huan could sustain the consumption of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy for longer while using the Gatling gun—but it only extended his time by three minutes. Three minutes—no matter how stationary those Professionals stood for him to kill, how many could he actually take down?
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. However, contrary to his expectations, after two minutes had passed and their side had lost about ten high-level Professionals, they clearly began to fear Ye Huan's attack power. They started retreating one by one, eyeing him warily yet hesitating to advance. Zhang Ren, standing beside Ye Huan and facing numerous soldiers, nearly laughed out loud at the sight.
Hearing Zhang Ren's stifled laughter, Ye Huan tried to look towards the distant Clock Tower. The ground where Zhang Ren stood was littered with corpses, staining the ground a deep red, forming a wall that blocked the other soldiers from advancing. It was evident just how fierce the battle had been moments ago.
With this in mind, and in order to be able to continue fighting later, Ye Huan took out three Human Skin Tree Inner Pills obtained from the Northern Liang Mountain Range. He handed one to Zhang Ren and swallowed another himself. This scene did not go unnoticed by the senior Professionals, who couldn't help but curse aloud:
"Damn it, if I had known, I would have dragged it out a bit longer!"
"Who said we should retreat? If we had held on for another ten seconds, Ye Huan's head might have been on the ground by now."
The more they cursed, the more spirited they became, acting as if they were invincible. Yet none of them stepped forward; clearly, each had their own plans.
Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Huan found it hard to say anything to these disunited senior Professionals. If their positions were reversed, he was confident that he could bring down the Clock Tower in two minutes. Zhang Ren would still have to face those soldiers; he wasn't invincible either. If they were attacked from both sides, there would be no way to defend against it.
Unfortunately, those Professionals seemed unclear about Ye Huan's capabilities and were too afraid to approach.
After a prolonged stalemate, Ye Huan realized they couldn't afford to delay any longer. He stood in front of the Clock Tower and shouted towards the outside, "Come forth! I demand a fair dialogue!"
"A fair dialogue?"
Confused looks spread among the Professionals; they didn't understand what Ye Huan meant. They grasped the meanings of "fair" and "dialogue" separately but were puzzled when put together. After all, Ye Huan was speaking in a tone reminiscent of the Twenty-First Century.
Shaking his head, a warrior stepped forward and addressed Ye Huan first: "A dialogue? Do you have any last words to say?"
"…"
Ye Huan cursed under his breath at this fool for not recognizing the situation. He aimed his Gatling gun at him and unleashed a barrage for a full twenty seconds, turning him into a sieve before angrily shouting, "To hell with your last words! I said it's a fair dialogue—stop being so ungrateful!"
Seeing Ye Huan kill someone right before their eyes left the Professionals stunned; it took them a while to comprehend what he meant.
This time, no one dared to step forward to make grand proclamations. After some discussion among themselves, one person slowly emerged from the crowd. Clearly their representative, he appeared shifty-eyed and cautious, clearly intimidated by Ye Huan as if fearing he might end up like his predecessor.
Ye Huan felt a bit uncomfortable with the attitude of the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but furrow his brows. He then spoke up, "Can you speak on behalf of all of you?"
"On behalf of everyone?" The Professional looked at Ye Huan in surprise, and after a moment of hesitation, he shook his head vigorously.
After a moment of silence, Ye Huan realized that among these high-level warriors, no one would submit to anyone else's opinion. He decided not to delve deeper and instead stated his purpose for coming to the palace: "Let's make a deal. Release my mother and my brother, and we will leave. Otherwise, if I destroy your Southern Xiongnu Empire's palace, don't blame me!"
To be honest, after reaching Fifth-Level Summoner, Ye Huan had acquired a highly destructive weapon in addition to the two aircraft. If he truly wanted to destroy this palace, it wouldn't be a problem at all. However, he would never resort to that unless it was absolutely necessary.
Upon hearing Ye Huan's words, the Professional fell silent, hesitating for quite some time before finally speaking to Ye Huan, "How about you wait here? I'll go ask for you."
"Hurry up..."
Nodding in agreement, Ye Huan really didn't want to escalate the situation further. He hoped to intimidate them with his earlier momentum and rescue Liu Ruyan and Ye Le. Besides, he knew very well that he was definitely not a match for these people if it came down to a fight.
After receiving Ye Huan's nod, the Professional quickly approached several Ninth Level Warriors and relayed what had happened.
Once the Professional finished speaking, the group of Ninth Level Warriors exchanged glances beside Liu Ruyan...
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