Thunder rumbled in the sky, and a lifelike golden tiger lunged towards Huang Xiuqiang.

As the tiger ran, the entire earth trembled with its every step.

Huang Xiuqiang only had time to place his hammer horizontally in front of his chest when the tiger arrived.

The terrifying fist, transformed into a tiger, sent Huang Xiuqiang flying, leaving a massive pit in the ground.

As the dust settled, Huang Xiuqiang climbed out of the pit, looking rather disheveled. His face had turned even darker.

Although the punch hadn't injured him, it had cost him all his dignity.

He was, after all, a player above high-tier, yet he had been sent flying by a mere high-tier player, Wanli Hao!

"Continue!"

Facing the entire Hunter's Guild, the injured Wanli Hao actively provoked them, his body erupting in fierce golden flames.

"This is the most terrifying aspect of a Battle Maniac; the more they fight, the stronger their battle intent becomes, and the stronger their battle intent, the stronger their battle fist!" an observer remarked with emotion.

"咚!"

"咚!"

"咚!"

A series of powerful heartbeats rang out, and everyone wondered where they were coming from.

Huang Xiuqiang had already raised the hammer in his hand.

Only then did everyone realize with horror that the heartbeats were coming from the hammer!

But how could a weapon emit heartbeats? Could it be that the hammer had its own life?

"Holy crap, that's terrifying! What is that hammer?" Yang Xiangdi asked, somewhat frightened.

"I don't know," Qiao Yu shook his head.

At this moment, Ma Fei spoke up from the side.

"I heard my teacher say in class that when the equipment in the Inner World is strengthened to +7 or higher, there's a chance for a weapon spirit to awaken within it! Huang Xiuqiang's hammer is probably a weapon that's been strengthened to +7 or higher!"

"Oh! I see!" Yang Xiangdi nodded. "I didn't expect it, Ma Fei. Even though you're weak, you know quite a bit about the experts!"

Ma Fei, who had originally looked proud, instantly darkened upon hearing the second half of Yang Xiangdi's sentence.

"With this strike, I will surely kill you."

Huang Xiuqiang, who had been enraged, had now calmed down and aimed his hammer at Wanli Hao.

Only the members of the Hunter's Guild knew that when their leader made that expression, he truly intended to kill!

Now, only a one-hit kill on Wanli Hao would allow Huang Xiuqiang to restore the Hunter's Guild's reputation.

"Hahahaha!"

Facing Huang Xiuqiang's threat, Wanli Hao was not afraid at all, but instead, he burst into wild laughter.

"Kill me with one strike? Hilarious! Then come and try!"

Faced with Wanli Hao's arrogance, the other members of the Hunter's Guild also flashed murderous intent in their eyes.

The atmosphere between the two sides was tense, and a battle could break out at any moment.

Just then, an ordinary-looking longsword descended from the sky and pierced directly into the middle of the crowd.

The longsword had no patterns on it, only a simple blade that looked extremely ordinary.

But when this sword appeared, everyone present froze.

Especially the members of the Hunter's Guild, they didn't even dare to move.

They vaguely felt that if they moved even slightly, their heads would fall to the ground in the next second.

Everyone was terrified. What kind of expert could make hundreds of high-tier players afraid to move with just a sword?

Seeing the sword, Wanli Hao sat down on the ground and began to gulp down potions to recover, muttering with disappointment.

"Sigh, no fight for me."

Qiao Yu stared intently at the longsword. He recognized it. This was the sword that Wanli Hao had taken with him when he went to the Dark Forest.

"S-rank equipment! Kunwu Sword!"

Huang Xiuqiang's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he recognized the origin of the sword!

S-rank equipment was different from other equipment because it was too rare!

In the Inner World, every S-rank piece of equipment that had appeared and its corresponding owner were very clear.

And the only owner of the Kunwu Sword could only be that person—the number one sword cultivator in the Inner World, Ji Pingyang!

"Ji Pingyang, now that you're here, why not come out and meet us?"

Huang Xiuqiang shouted loudly.

"Give me an explanation, or today, the Hunter's Guild will be destroyed!"

Ji Pingyang's figure appeared next to the Kunwu Sword without anyone knowing when.

His face was cold, and unlike his kind and honest demeanor when facing students, he now truly possessed the aura of the number one sword cultivator!

"You old thing, what are you saying? You think you're worthy of destroying my Hunter's Guild?"

A high-tier male player from the Hunter's Guild was furious when he heard this. He directly lashed out with a whip, binding Ji Pingyang's wrist.

"Stop it!" Huang Xiuqiang shouted to stop him, but the high-tier male player didn't care and said smugly instead.

"Don't worry, Guild Leader, he's bound by my Immortal Binding Whip. No matter how strong he is, he can't escape!"

Ji Pingyang didn't speak, but extended a finger and gently tapped the whip.

A harmless and faint sword aura flickered on the whip. With each flicker, a section of the whip turned into dust.

"This! How is this possible! My Immortal Binding Whip is constantly being destroyed! This is a B-rank equipment!"

The high-tier male player's face was filled with disbelief.

In the blink of an eye, the sword aura had flickered to his face, and then, not only the whip, but his body also gradually turned into dust under the flickering of the sword aura.

"No! This is impossible, this is impossible!"

"A Zhi!"

Another high-tier female player wanted to rescue the male player. They were sworn brothers, and she couldn't bear to watch her man die in front of her.

"Save me, hurry and save me!"

The male player's body was constantly collapsing in the face of the sword aura. He already regretted his actions, but there was no medicine for regret in this world.

The seemingly weak sword aura turned his entire being, along with his whip, into dust.

The female player who tried to save him was also annihilated by the sword aura!

The scene was silent.

Everywhere was quiet.

A casual ranged attack, directly killing two high-tier players!

Was this the strength of the number one sword cultivator in the Inner World? Ji Pingyang hadn't even drawn the Kunwu Sword!

If he drew his sword, how terrifying would it be?

"Explanation."

Ji Pingyang said calmly, as if killing two high-tier players was as simple as crushing two bugs.

Huang Xiuqiang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He pointed to Qiao Yu and the other two and said.

"Your Kyoto University students kidnapped hundreds of members of my Hunter's Guild, including Huang Xiuqiang's own son. I had no choice but to bring people here to rescue them."

"So, that's why you made trouble at the entrance of my Kyoto University?" Ji Pingyang asked calmly, his expression unreadable.

"Yes! As long as you return those people to my Hunter's Guild, today's matter will be written off. I guarantee that I won't pursue it in the future and will leave immediately!"

Huang Xiuqiang's tone also became tougher. No matter who he told this to, he was on the side of reason.

Moreover, he had already made a huge concession. He believed that Ji Pingyang should give him, the leader of a high-level guild, some face.

Unexpectedly, Ji Pingyang said calmly.

"Two choices: Scram, or die."