Robinson Ross and Isaac did not wish for Number Three to engage Xu Jinsong in combat.
It was already excessive to deploy two S-class powerhouses against Chen Jinzhao. If all four were to attack together, what pride or glory would remain?
It would be a disgrace!
The two men turned their gaze back to Chen Jinzhao. Isaac chuckled, "Candle Dragon, I'll give you a chance to say your last words now."
"There's no need. You may proceed," Chen Jinzhao replied.
Without further ado, the two men each produced a sharp short knife.
Both knives were forged from special alloys, a fusion of various metals, making them arguably the sharpest and hardest in the world.
"Kill!"
With a fierce roar, they lunged at Chen Jinzhao from left and right.
Chen Jinzhao tensed his resolve to the highest degree and stepped forward to meet them. Both were S-class, and Chen Jinzhao dared not be careless, lest he suffer a tragic fate.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In just a few exchanges, their three blades had clashed more than a dozen times in mid-air, spitting out sparks that stung the eyes.
The sparks indicated damage to the blades.
This sent a chill down the spines of the two men. They felt the sparks flying from their own knives, while Chen Jinzhao's Tai Sui remained unharmed.
"Damn it!"
"What is the origin of his triangular dagger? Why can't I break through his defense?" Isaac demanded.
Robinson grunted, saying nothing.
He feared that the taut string in his heart might snap.
Their attacks rained down like a storm of pear blossoms, yet they could not force Chen Jinzhao to yield, nor even inflict a single scratch.
The more this happened, the more impatient they became.
Isaac suddenly roared, "Robinson, show no mercy. You must kill Chen Jinzhao."
"Alright!" Robinson growled back.
The two attacked in perfect sync.
Chen Jinzhao's eyes flickered. He realized that if this continued, neither side could overcome the other. But he was alone. If both their energies were depleted, his single pair of fists would be no match for four hands.
He needed to find an opening now!
In a moment of distraction, Isaac's blade sliced across Chen Jinzhao's arm, leaving a four-to-five-centimeter gash on his upper arm, deep enough to expose bone.
Chen Jinzhao snapped back to awareness and glared at Isaac.
This scoundrel had killed many of Chen Jinzhao's brothers on the battlefield. Chen Jinzhao was prepared to die trying to sever Isaac's accursed head!
Robinson Ross was a secondary enemy.
Isaac felt a chilling dread, as if targeted by a demon from the abyss!
Chen Jinzhao exposed his back to Robinson Ross, knowing that to gravely injure Isaac, he had to sacrifice something.
"Robinson, kill him!" Isaac bellowed.
Robinson seemed to understand Chen Jinzhao's intention. With a muffled grunt, he thrust his knife towards Chen Jinzhao's heart.
Chen Jinzhao sensed the danger from behind but ignored it, continuing his assault on Isaac.
The sense of crisis in Isaac intensified, his hairs standing on end. He realized Chen Jinzhao had abandoned defense and intended to fight to the death. This infuriated Isaac. Did he really seem so easy to bully?
"Chen Jinzhao, you will pay the price for your recklessness!" Isaac roared.
Chen Jinzhao's expression was stern, his gaze as cold as a deity looking down upon the mortal world. He responded indifferently, "Price? You are that price!"
Isaac lost all composure.
In the brief exchange between the two, dozens of blows had been traded, a dazzling flurry too fast to discern.
Isaac was steadily retreating, the disparity in strength evident.
By this point, the web of Isaac's palm had cracked, staining his short knife crimson.
He could only persist on instinct.
"Robinson, what are you doing? Why haven't you severely wounded him?" Isaac spat a mist of blood. He had just been struck in the chest by Chen Jinzhao's fist. Had his heart and lungs not been far stronger than ordinary people's, he might have been shattered by that punch.
Even if he survived, his strength was greatly diminished.
Robinson Ross's face turned ashen. "And how do you know I haven't given my all?"
Isaac did not understand Robinson's words. However, to his relief, Chen Jinzhao did not press his attack. Instead, he turned and grabbed Robinson's wrist, preventing the short knife from falling further. Otherwise, Chen Jinzhao would have died.
It was then that Isaac, Number Three, and Xu Jinsong all witnessed a terrifying sight.
Chen Jinzhao's back was riddled with seven or eight bloody holes from Robinson's blade. An ordinary person would have died on the spot!
"He... how can he be so strong?" Isaac exclaimed in shock.
Robinson's spirit trembled, awed by Chen Jinzhao.
It was as if...
He was facing not a human, but an eternal, unyielding deity.
"You..."
Robinson had only uttered one word when Chen Jinzhao's fist struck. He had to react hastily, and it was then he discovered something even more astonishing: Chen Jinzhao's speed utterly crushed him. In comparison, his own movements were as slow as a snail.
In a flash, the iron fist broke through Robinson's defense and struck him directly in the chest. Number Three and Xu Jinsong distinctly heard the sound of breaking bones.
Robinson's ribs shattered, and he was sent flying backward.
To the even greater shock of everyone present, Robinson lay on the ground, blood gurgling from his mouth.
Chen Jinzhao could have killed Robinson at this moment but did not. Instead, he turned his icy gaze towards Isaac.
He spoke word by word, "Back then, you slaughtered many of my brothers. I had already placed you on my kill list. Today, even if I die on this island, I will sever your head to honor the spirits of my fallen brothers. Surrender now!"
Isaac's scalp tingled, nearly exploding.
Facing the ferocious Chen Jinzhao, he wished Robinson could rise from the ground to help him, but he knew that was unrealistic.
He could only appeal to Number Three.
"Number Three, save me!"
"Black Blood is allied with your Divine Kingdom. I hope you will intervene. Otherwise, this Chen Jinzhao will slaughter everyone here. You don't want your mission to fail, do you?"
Number Three remained motionless, hesitating whether to act.
Isaac, however, had no more time. He could only address the few A-class members he had brought from Black Blood. "All Black Blood personnel, obey! Engage Chen Jinzhao immediately, hold nothing back!"
Four more individuals joined the fray, all elite A-class members of the Black Blood organization.
These A-class fighters could not influence the battle. The gap between S-class and A-class was an insurmountable chasm. One A-class member had his skull crushed by Chen Jinzhao's fist! The remaining three were terrified. They were flesh and blood, not emotionless killing machines.
In comparison, Chen Jinzhao was closer to an emotionless killing machine.
Isaac's liver and gallbladder split with terror. In mere moments, Chen Jinzhao was before him again. He had no choice but to raise his blade to meet Chen Jinzhao's onslaught. After another thirty-odd exchanges, Isaac's short knife had its edge blunted, and Chen Jinzhao found an opening to sever Isaac's wrist tendons.
The short knife slipped from his grasp and flew into the air, leaving Isaac without his last resort.
"Save me!!!"