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"Forgive my bluntness, but this seems to contradict the assassination philosophy that has been passed down in my Tang Clan for hundreds of years."

Although the Tang Clan experts around them did not speak, their expressions clearly shared the same doubts as the old sect leader.

They are hunters in the shadows, accustomed to holding their breath and merging themselves into the darkness.

The group of people in front of me all looked like human-shaped lightning storms, and they didn't seem like they could do "delicate work" at all.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yi revealed a meaningful smile.

Instead of answering the old sect leader's question directly, he turned around and gently patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder.

"Come on, Chu Lan, give the seniors something to do."

"Let them see the 'professional' assassination techniques of our Magnetic Field Sect."

Zhang Chulan froze for a moment.

The composure he was trying so hard to maintain almost crumbled on his face.

Yi-ge, are you serious? Don't mess with me! I don't know anything about assassination.

I'll just confront it head-on! How am I supposed to demonstrate that?

He was internally cursing, but he still had to force a smile on his face.

Just as Zhang Chulan's mind was racing, thinking about how to perform, Yang Yi's voice rang out in his mind.

"You brat, don't let me down."

"Our Magnetic Field Sect's assassinations are all about speed, ruthlessness, and decisiveness!"

"Do you see that deserted hilltop in the distance?"

"Use your strongest power right now, hold back, and flatten it with one punch!"

"Remember, the perfect assassination is to eliminate everyone who sees the target and anyone who might see us, along with any cover they might be hiding in!"

Zhang Chulan: "..."

This... this is what you call assassination?

His lips twitched slightly, but feeling Yang Yi's gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Upon hearing that an "assassination" technique would be demonstrated, everyone in the Tang Clan, including the ever-worried head of the Zhao family, became interested.

They all gathered around, their eyes filled with curiosity as they looked at Zhang Chulan.

They wanted to see what kind of astonishing assassination techniques these strangely dressed and seemingly terrifyingly powerful "Magnetic Field Sect" members would employ.

Zhang Chulan took a deep breath and walked to the edge of the training ground, facing a desolate mountain peak in the distance, which was still a hundred meters away from him.

The disciples of the Tang Clan began to whisper among themselves.

"What is he going to do?"

"Could it be that they're going to use Qi to throw some kind of special hidden weapon from a distance?"

A young disciple guessed.

"It doesn't seem like it. Look at where he's standing; he doesn't seem to be trying to sneak up at all."

The other disciple shook his head.

"What is he doing pointing at that hilltop? Is he going to use the rocks to simulate an assassination?"

Various speculations arose among the Tang Clan disciples, but no one could have predicted what would happen next.

The head of the Zhao family also held his breath, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Zhang Chulan ignored the surrounding discussions.

He slowly assumed a fighting stance.

The 30,000 magnetic field forces that had just stabilized within his body began to spin wildly.

hum-

An indescribable, violent, and scorching aura suddenly emanated from his body.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble slightly, and fine dust was pushed aside by an invisible force.

The surrounding air seemed to be ignited, becoming distorted and scorched.

Crackling! Crackling! Tiny arcs of electricity leaped and danced across his body.

The ever-increasing momentum made all the Tang Clan experts watching feel a chill run down their spines.

What a powerful force!

Is this really something that a seemingly lazy young man would say?

Zhang Chulan's eyes widened, and all his strength was concentrated in his right fist.

"Hah!" Zhang Chulan suddenly unleashed a punch from a distance!

A fist force, condensed to its extreme and seemingly compressed with countless energies, instantly tore through the air and slammed heavily onto the mountaintop!

next second.

Click... Click...

Under the horrified and incredulous gazes of everyone.

That mountain, which was at least tens of meters high, collapsed and shattered abruptly, turning into dust that filled the sky!

The height of the Tang Clan was reduced by tens of meters because of this punch.

The entire Tang Clan training ground fell into a deathly silence.

You can hear the needle drop.

Only the howling night wind blew across the open space, swirling up a few fallen leaves and making a rustling sound.

All the Tang Clan disciples, including the experienced old sect leader and the Zhao family head, were dumbfounded.

They stared blankly at the distant mountain peak that had suddenly shrunk considerably, leaving only a smooth cross-section.

Then, mechanically, he turned his head to look at Zhang Chulan, who had withdrawn his fist, was slightly out of breath, and had an innocent expression on his face.

This...this is an assassination attempt?!

They must have some misunderstanding about the word "assassination"!

This is like turning the target and his ancestral graveyard to dust!

This is a power that no human being could possibly possess!

Just then, Yang Yi nodded in satisfaction and stepped forward with a smile.

He walked up to the petrified old leader of the Tang Clan and asked in a gentle tone.

"How is it, Sect Leader Tang?"

"Is my Magnetic Field Sect's 'assassination' method professional enough?"

Is it efficient enough?

He paused, glanced at Zhang Chulan who was still adjusting his breathing, and added.

"Actually, Chu Lan is a beginner. His strength is not strong enough, his control is not very good, and his power is not concentrated enough. Please forgive his poor performance."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Tang Clan collectively twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Is this considered insufficient concentration of power?

If they were all concentrated, wouldn't even the Tang Clan be wiped out?

Yang Yi seemed to think that wasn't enough, and changed the subject.

The terrifying aura emanating from him, which had only briefly appeared before but was enough to suffocate the old sect leader of the Tang Clan, spread out once again.

"If you all feel that Chu Lan's assassination demonstration wasn't professional enough..."

"Then why don't I demonstrate it myself?"

"I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Before Yang Yi could finish speaking...

The old sect leader of the Tang Clan suddenly snapped back to his senses, his face turning deathly pale.

He felt the terrifying pressure, then looked at the distant mountain that had been "assassinated".

He had no doubt that the unfathomable sect leader of the "Magnetic Field Sect" in front of him was absolutely capable of "professionally" "killing" his Tang Clan's thousand-year-old foundation, along with the entire mountain, with a single wave of his hand!

"That's enough! That's enough!"

The old sect leader almost rushed to speak, waving his hands repeatedly, and even sweating profusely on his forehead.

"The sect leader's divine skill is unparalleled! Unparalleled divine skill indeed!"

"This young man... no! This master's assassination technique has reached its pinnacle! It's masterful!"

"I admire you! I admire you to the point of prostration!"

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The Tang Clan leader just wanted to appease this powerful figure as soon as possible, fearing that the other party might suddenly get carried away and give him a live lesson.

On the other side, the Zhao family head finally reacted. His face showed no fear, but was instead filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement.

His whole body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with fervent hope and reverence as he looked at Yang Yi and the others.

Such divine power!

Such terrifying power!

Why worry that the head of the mountain of wrath will not be extinguished!

Why worry about not eliminating the Japanese pirates!

"Sect Master! Esteemed Masters!"

The head of the Zhao family hurriedly stepped forward, bowed deeply, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.