The vast green fields revealed no trace of Chen Jinzhao.
The mercenary's heart sank, realizing the situation was more troublesome than anticipated. After cursing under his breath, he didn't hesitate and immediately moved to a new position to continue his sniping.
If the first shot misses, change position – that was a sniper's creed.
At this moment.
A flash of white light in the scope caught the mercenary's attention.
He immediately adjusted his scope to track the white light, and after a while, he realized it was a phone case reflecting sunlight. This made the mercenary understand he had been toyed with by Chen Jinzhao.
The opponent was stalling for time.
"How can this Chinese be so confident? Coming to kill me alone, who gave him the courage?" The mercenary was also enraged and decided to stay put and wait out Chen Jinzhao.
Who would emerge victorious remained unknown.
Chen Jinzhao had vanished from the scope, so the mercenary put down his sniper rifle, intending to engage in close-quarters combat with the man.
He lit a cigarette, using nicotine to clear his head.
Not long after.
Rustling sounds came from beneath his feet. The mercenary immediately realized Chen Jinzhao was closing in. Without any hesitation, he drew his handgun and fired in the direction of the sound!
No scream followed, indicating he hadn't hit his target.
The mercenary's gaze sharpened; this guy was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
The next moment.
He suddenly thought of something and fired again in the same direction, still receiving no feedback.
Bang!
A shot rang out beside his ear, startling the mercenary. A powerful force struck his hand, causing the handgun to fly out of his grip and onto the ground.
This…
The mercenary's pupils contracted.
He was certain the opponent could have easily hit his hand just now, but he hadn't.
"What is his objective?" The mercenary calmed down, not bending to pick up his gun.
Bang, bang, bang!
Several more shots echoed, kicking up a spray of dirt around the mercenary's feet. Enraged, the mercenary cursed, "This idiot, he's clearly warning me not to move recklessly. What is he playing at?"
After this exchange, he knew he had lost.
As Edward held his breath, Chen Jinzhao emerged from the woods and appeared before him.
The mercenary raised his hands, not daring to make any sudden movements.
Chen Jinzhao glanced at Edward's appearance and knew his background. He said calmly, "Edward, a Western European mercenary, ranked ninety-eighth on the individual combatant leaderboard. I didn't expect you to be part of the Black Blood organization too."
"You know me?" Edward looked surprised.
Chen Jinzhao slowly lowered his pistol, his expression calm. "Not only do I know you, but I'm also intimately familiar with your combat record. However, I'm curious, you should be in North Africa right now. Why have you infiltrated China?"
Edward sneered, "Where I go is my business, and it's not for you to dictate!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Edward suddenly launched a surprise attack, pulling a military knife about fifteen centimeters long from a pocket on his upper left arm. It flashed like a cold gleam, lunging towards Chen Jinzhao!
The entire process was fluid, without the slightest hesitation.
He knew well that Chen Jinzhao was a master with firearms, so he intended to use this method to ambush Chen Jinzhao for maximum effect.
Little did he know.
Edward's little trick was already completely transparent to Chen Jinzhao.
Chen Jinzhao hadn't sparred with a master for three years. This was a good opportunity to play around with the opponent; everything was still within his control.
The military knife came like a white flash, its edge whistling as it sliced through the air.
Its speed was breathtaking.
Chen Jinzhao also drew his Tai Sui to block. The two blades clashed, sparking hot embers! Edward's surprise attack had failed, causing his pupils to contract once more.
"Who are you?!" Edward demanded, his voice cold.
An ordinary person would have been killed by his blade, unable to dodge.
The fact that he could dodge meant Chen Jinzhao's strength was formidable, far from ordinary.
Chen Jinzhao smiled faintly, "You want to know who I am? That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Edward was stunned for a moment, then licked his lips, a sinister smile appearing. "Although I don't know who you are, I'm almost certain you're a prized asset of some Chinese special forces unit. If I kill you, China will be furious, won't they?"
After a brief separation, the two engaged in combat again.
Chen Jinzhao wielded the Tai Sui. Due to his lack of training over the past three years, his physical condition had slightly declined.
However, dealing with Edward was still more than enough.
This fight was also a perfect opportunity for him to recuperate.
Edward was also confident.
At the start of the fight, he was full of confidence.
The strength Chen Jinzhao displayed wasn't outrageously beyond belief. But as time went on, and Chen Jinzhao gradually adapted to the intensity, he not only showed no signs of weakness but became increasingly at ease.
With this shift in advantage, Edward grew more strained!
Bang!
Chen Jinzhao landed a punch on Edward's ribs, and a faint cracking sound could be heard, making Edward's face change drastically.
The next moment.
The sharp edge of the Tai Sui pressed against Edward's face. Edward lost his composure and, unable to evade in time, was nearly beheaded by the Tai Sui! It was only when Edward desperately fought to escape that he avoided immediate death.
Even so, a thin red line of blood appeared on Edward's throat!
A chill ran down Edward's spine. He retreated several steps, creating a suitable distance from Chen Jinzhao, and then raised his hand to touch his neck. His entire palm was already stained with blood.
The bright red blood stung Edward's eyes; this was an outcome he could not accept.
Globally, he was ranked ninety-eighth among individual combatants, with his overall physical condition reaching the mid-to-upper level of B-class. How could he possibly be no match for this Chinese man?
Chen Jinzhao did not press his advantage but instead gave Edward a moment to breathe.
"Still want to fight?" he asked with a smile.
Edward's gaze was cold. He gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes, why wouldn't I? Until the very last moment, the victor is unknown."
"Very well, as you wish."
Chen Jinzhao exerted force with his right foot, launching himself forward like a drawn bowstring, filled with explosive power like a cannonball. Under his right foot, the rocks actually cracked under the immense force.
Edward was startled. In that instant, he judged that Chen Jinzhao's strength must be above B-class!
Buzz!
The Tai Sui raged, emitting a trembling hum.
Even Edward's heart rate was affected, making him feel as if he were wading through mud, his movements a full beat slower than usual.
Blade clashed against blade, the scent of blood permeated the air, and slaughter became the theme of Lingfeng Mountain.
Chen Jinzhao's strength and speed had multiplied. Faced with such formidable power, the B-class Edward was overwhelmed, his heart willing but his strength failing. Chen Jinzhao had already snatched the military knife from his hand and plunged it into his abdomen.
Edward collapsed onto his knees, blood gushing from his mouth.
"I… lost."