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The Zhao family head was also horrified, staring intently at the strange light gate.

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of everyone, a group of people slowly emerged from the portal emitting blue light.

The group's attire was completely out of step with the times; their strange clothes (modern attire) left the Tang Clan members stunned.

What alarmed them even more was the aura emanating from this group of people.

Each one was exceptionally terrifying.

Some people seemed to be surrounded by fine electric sparks, making crackling sounds, and the air itself became scorching.

Some people simply stood quietly, yet they were like volcanoes about to erupt, exuding a suffocating pressure.

The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in a simple Taoist robe, clearly a Taoist. He had a vigorous face, calm eyes, and a tall and straight figure, exuding a terrifying aura of profound and imposing power that suppressed the entire scene.

It was none other than the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, who had regained his middle-aged appearance.

Following closely behind was a middle-aged man with a gaunt face and fierce eyes. As soon as he stepped out of the teleportation portal, his gaze swept over the surrounding Tang Clan environment.

Especially when he sensed the unique atmosphere of 1940 in the air, his cloudy eyes instantly erupted with overwhelming hatred and murderous intent.

It was Lü Ci!

He heard it! He heard the call of this era, he heard the cry of that deep-seated hatred!

"You little devils!"

Lu Ci gritted his teeth, his murderous aura almost solidifying.

The modern superhuman group, consisting of dozens of powerful individuals who had just begun to grasp or master the power of magnetic fields, including the Old Celestial Master, Lü Ci, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Xiao Zizai, appeared at the Tang Sect Martial Arts Arena in 1940.

The Tang Clan experts were on high alert, their hidden weapons poised to strike, their eyes fixed on the uninvited guests.

The head of the Zhao family felt his heart pounding. He had no idea what was going on, but judging from the clothing of these people, they were probably not Japanese invaders.

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei calmly swept his gaze across the entire scene, finally settling on the old sect leader of the Tang Clan. Sensing the pure Qi within the other's body and the unique sect's heritage, he nodded slightly.

Chapter 206 Assassination: We're Professionals

Yang Yi's figure slowly emerged from the dark blue vortex.

He did not deliberately conceal his power; the terrifying magnetic field power, exceeding the limit of a million bolts, swept across the entire Tang Sect training ground like an invisible tide.

The air seemed to solidify at that moment; every speck of dust stopped moving, the wind ceased, and the lights seemed to dim.

The old sect leader of the Tang Clan turned pale instantly.

It was as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, making it incredibly difficult for him to breathe.

His battle-hardened body tensed instinctively, and his internal energy surged wildly in an attempt to resist the oppressive force, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The Tang Clan experts around them were on high alert.

They gripped their poisoned hidden weapons, fastened the springs, and lowered their bodies slightly, assuming a defensive posture.

Everyone's face was filled with horror and disbelief as they stared intently at the last man to appear.

The person was simply standing there calmly, yet he seemed to be the center of the entire world, radiating a terrifying aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

What kind of monster is this?

The head of the Zhao family turned pale, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

However, the next moment, the terrifying pressure that felt so real suddenly vanished without a trace.

Yang Yi perfectly contained the vast magnetic field power within his body, as if everything just now was merely an illusion.

With a gentle smile on his face, he stepped forward and, as naturally as an old friend, patted the shoulder of Zhang Zhiwei, a burly man who had regained his middle-aged appearance, gesturing for him to stand at the back.

"Sect Leader Tang, Patriarch Zhao, do not panic, we are not enemies."

His gaze swept across the entire room before settling back on the former leader of the Tang Clan and the head of the Zhao family. "We are the extraordinary individuals of the 'Magnetic Field Sect'."

"My disciples come from all over the country, including various sects and families."

"We have gathered together because we all practice the same power, which is this 'magnetic field martial arts'."

Yang Yi pointed to Zhang Zhiwei beside him, "This man used to be from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain."

He then pointed to the middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes and an overwhelming killing intent emanating from him, "This man is a member of the Lü family."

Then, he pointed to a middle-aged man with a resolute face and calm eyes, "And this one is from the Lu family."

He casually mentioned the backgrounds of several people.

The old sect leader of Tang Clan and the head of the Zhao family looked carefully at the person Yang Yi pointed to, and upon seeing him, their pupils shrank slightly.

Longhu Mountain?

The man in front of me was as tall and strong as an iron tower, with bulging muscles and an explosive sense of power. He had none of the elegant appearance of a Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

Although his clothing vaguely resembled that of Longhu Mountain, his physique and demeanor were hard to believe.

And that member of the Lü family, his face does resemble the head of the Lü family somewhat, but his physique is also a bit exaggerated.

The old leader of the Tang Clan was filled with doubt and suspicion, and could only temporarily attribute all of this to the mysterious "magnetic field martial arts".

What kind of miraculous method is this unheard-of "magnetic field martial arts" that can cause such a dramatic change in a person's temperament and even physique?

Just then, a sharp-eyed young Tang Clan disciple in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

He pointed at Zhang Zhiwei, who looked middle-aged, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"Sect Leader! Look! He...he looks so much like Zhang Zhiwei from Longhu Mountain!"

"Could it be his older brother?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Tang Clan disciples immediately began to discuss and speculate in hushed tones.

"Yes, they really do look alike, especially the eyebrows and eyes!"

"With that beard gone, he looks like a completely different person!"

"That physique is terrifying. Does Longhu Mountain even have this kind of fighting style?"

Yang Yi ignored the disciples' discussions and looked at the old sect leader of the Tang Clan, his smile still gentle.

"I think I just heard you all discussing going to deal with that ninja leader from Mount Hirayama?"

"Just right."

“My disciples have just learned some new skills, and they are all itching to try them out.”

"How about we get involved too?"

"It can be considered as doing my part to rid the country of a scourge."

The old sect leader of Tang Sect looked at Yang Yi, his voice low and solemn, "This... Sect Master, I thank your sect for your kindness."

"But assassinating this fiend is no small matter and should not be taken lightly."

The old sect leader spoke in a serious tone, with a hint of barely perceptible wariness.

"That mountain ninja leader is not only highly skilled, but also has unpredictable and bizarre methods."

"More importantly, he is now hiding in a heavily guarded camp protected by the Japanese invaders, and his whereabouts are extremely secretive and heavily protected."

"We, the disciples of the Tang Clan, are proficient in stealth and invisibility, and skilled in the art of traps and poisons. This art has been passed down through generations and studied for hundreds of years, giving us a degree of confidence in approaching our target silently and carrying out the assassination."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the powerful "Magnetic Field Sect" members behind Yang Yi, especially the ferocious Lu Ci and the astonishingly muscular Zhang Zhiwei.

"The strength of your esteemed clan is astounding, and I admire it greatly."

"But if I may be so bold, your auras are far too powerful and domineering, like the sun in the night, impossible to conceal."

"I'm afraid we've already alerted the Japanese before we even get close to their camp."

"In this way, not only will the assassination fail, but our intentions may also be exposed."

"It's a small matter if we attract the Japanese invaders to encircle and suppress us, but if we don't kill that Higashiyama ninja, it will probably ruin everything."

The old sect leader's voice was resolute, carrying the confidence and pride of the Tang Sect's century-old heritage.

"Infiltration, reconnaissance, poisoning, and evacuation—each step requires precise calculations, professional skills, and countless repetitions."

"The dangers involved are unimaginable to those who have not experienced them firsthand."

He straightened his back slightly, a sharp glint in his single eye.

"Forgive my bluntness, but this matter is extremely risky and can only be undertaken by those with special lineage and long-term rigorous training."

"This kind of 'dirty work' that hides in the shadows and ends the enemy's life in silence."

"Let's leave it to us 'professionals' to do."

While his words were polite, he made no attempt to conceal his absolute confidence in his own sect's skills, as well as his concern and distrust of the potential negative impact of Yang Yi and his group's "reckless" strength on the assassination mission.

Yang Yi laughed when he heard this. How is our assassination unprofessional? Besides, isn't this an open assassination?

Yang Yi then said, "Our Magnetic Field Sect is also quite skilled in assassination. We are very professional in both assassination and open killing, and we have never failed in all these years."

However, Yang Yi did not mention the methods of assassination and open killing. The Magnetic Field Sect's method of assassination was to kill all the members of the opposing party so that no one would know that an assassination had been carried out.

The "open killing" method involves leaving one survivor to go back and report, attracting reinforcements, and then killing the reinforcements as well.

This is the assassination method of the Magnetic Field Warrior!

Chapter 207 Magnetic Field Assassination Technique

A barely perceptible hint of doubt flashed in the old Tang Clan leader's single eye.

He looked at Yang Yi, then glanced at the group of "Magnetic Field Sect" members behind him, each with a different aura, yet all exuding power and dominance.

"I don't quite understand what the sect leader is saying."

The old sect leader's voice remained deep, husky with the weariness of years of hardship.

"The art of assassination emphasizes secrecy, timing, a single, decisive strike, and then a quiet escape."

"Judging from the members of your esteemed sect, your aura is imposing, and your power radiates outwards, like the blazing sun in the sky... This..."

He paused, carefully considering his words.

"How can one approach the target silently?"