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As for the others,

Yang Yi's gaze swept over Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, Feng Baobao, and other experts.

"Clear out the remaining ninja guards and any other potential threats on your own."

"remember."

Yang Yi's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a chilling aura.

"The only requirement this time is that they shouldn't die too easily."

Upon hearing this, the old sect leader of the Tang Clan's single eye flashed with a sharp light, and his fingers gripping the armrest tightened slightly.

The head of the Zhao family trembled, and a warm current surged through his body.

Yang Yi raised his hand again, and a buzzing sound rang out.

The magical light screen reappeared, but this time, the viewpoint was quickly zoomed out.

The view inside the tent began to zoom out, eventually revealing the entire Japanese camp.

The densely packed, yellowish-brown tents sprawled like parasites on this land that did not belong to them.

Fortifications were everywhere: sandbag bunkers, barbed wire, and clearly visible machine gun emplacements gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

You can even vaguely see a few infantry guns covered by camouflage nets.

This was a standard Japanese army regimental garrison with a force of nearly four thousand men.

The old leader of the Tang Clan gasped, his face turning extremely pale.

"metropolitan!"

He spoke urgently, his voice filled with worry.

"This...this is a complete regiment of Japanese invaders! There must be several thousand soldiers!"

"Its defenses are formidable, and it possesses a large number of heavy firepower!"

"Forcing our way into the military camp would be far too risky!"

The old sect leader's voice was urgent.

"Although we extraordinary beings possess supernatural abilities, we must not be careless when facing a well-organized army, especially one firing multiple cannons at once!"

"Once discovered and surrounded, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"In my humble opinion, it would be better to temporarily avoid a direct confrontation and wait for an opportunity, when their main force has been mobilized and their camp is vulnerable..."

"No need."

Yang Yi interrupted him calmly, even showing a slight smile on his face.

He turned to look at Zhang Chulan and the others, "The target location has been transmitted to your consciousness."

Almost simultaneously, Zhang Chulan, the Old Celestial Master, Lü Ci, and all the other Outcasts who were about to go into battle clearly saw a three-dimensional map in their minds, marked with precise coordinates and routes.

"The distance from here to the target is 1,500 kilometers."

Yang Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to the northeast horizon.

"You must arrive within two and a half hours."

"That was just as sunrise was breaking."

"You must crush the Japanese invaders openly and honestly under the blazing sun!"

He completely ignored the warnings from the old leader of the Tang Clan regarding the threat of guns and cannons.

His tone and demeanor suggested that crushing a Japanese regiment of nearly four thousand men was as easy and casual as crushing an ant.

These words instantly ignited the passion of the extraordinary individuals present.

National hatred and family feud!

Newly acquired powers, etc.

A multitude of emotions intertwined, transforming into a raging fighting spirit!

Due to this intense emotional upheaval, the magnetic field within many people spontaneously begins to accelerate, and its power rises again imperceptibly!

Especially the older generation like Lü Ci who participated in the war!

Crack!

Blinding electric light burst forth from their bodies, instantly turning the bluestone ground beneath their feet into dust. Their violent killing intent almost tore apart the surrounding air!

"And one more thing," Yang Yi added before leaving.

"Aren't you going? If you're too slow, there won't be any left to kill!"

boom! ! !

These words ignited the excitement and anger in everyone's hearts.

Zhang Chulan hoisted the still somewhat dazed Tang Clan elder onto his shoulder.

The lord: "???"

On the other side, Zhang Lingyu followed suit, and although her movements were gentler, she quickly carried the equally shocked Zhao family head on her back.

Patriarch Zhao: "!!!"

They didn't even have time to express any objection or surprise.

Yang Yi gave the order!

"set off!"

"kill!"

Someone let out a low growl, and everyone shouted "Kill!" as electricity began to surge through their bodies.

Then, *sizzle*—!!!

Nearly a hundred figures erupted with incredibly intense electric and magnetic field fluctuations at the same instant!

The air was instantly torn apart and ionized, producing a violent explosion like a thunderstorm!

The next moment!

Nearly a hundred streaks of light shot out, tearing through the night like meteors, and rushed toward the northeast with unparalleled momentum!

The speed was so fast that it surpassed sound, common sense, and everything that the Tang Clan members could comprehend!

Left behind, a group of Tang Sect disciples stood dumbfounded, frozen in place, staring blankly at the light that disappeared into the horizon.

……

A distance of 1,500 kilometers is an unreachable and long journey for ordinary people.

But for the magnetic field experts who are currently speeding up at high speed with "electric current", it is only a few hours' journey.

They moved faster than a high-speed train, their figures leaving long trails of light across the dark earth.

Beneath my feet, the rolling mountains, winding rivers, and sleeping villages all receded rapidly like a scroll painting, becoming blurred and indistinct.

The powerful electric current sustained their ultra-high-speed run, consuming their internal energy.

But at the same time, the power was constantly stimulated and strengthened by the boiling fighting spirit and killing intent.

Lu Ci took the lead, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at the northeast direction, as if he could already see the figure of the enemy he had been thinking about day and night. His body was surrounded by lightning, and his speed was even subtly increasing.

Meanwhile, the Tang Clan's head and the Zhao family's patriarch, who were accompanied by Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu, truly experienced what it meant to be "lightning fast".

The violent airflow was kept out by the invisible force field, but the visual impact made even the two elderly people, who were used to seeing great storms, feel dizzy and palpitations.

The earth rushes past beneath our feet, while stars streak across our heads.

This incredible speed, like something out of a myth, completely overturned the worldview they had built up over decades.

Is this what "magnetic field martial arts" is?

Is this the power of these "Magnetic Field Sect" superhumans from the future?

Shocking, incomparably shocking.

In their hearts, besides awe of this power, an unprecedented hope also arose.

Perhaps, this era of suffering can truly be saved.

Chapter 210 National Live Broadcast

The sky was still dark, and only a few stars remained.

Dozens of blinding bolts of lightning suddenly tore through the silent night sky over the east bank of the river. They roared as their final target was a mountain ridge on the outskirts of the Japanese army camp.

At this moment, the Tang Clan's patriarch, who was being carried by Zhang Chulan, was ashen-faced, while the Zhao Clan's head, who was being carried by Zhang Lingyu, felt his stomach churning and was on the verge of vomiting.

He maintained a composed expression, but inside he was churning with turmoil.

Three thousand miles! And it really only took less than two and a half hours! This is simply a miracle!

Just as everyone was still unsteady on their feet and their breathing had calmed down a little.

Yang Yi, far away in the sky, snapped his fingers lightly.

*Snap!* The sound was barely audible, yet it seemed to contain a world-changing power.

In an instant.

From the snow-covered borderlands to the miasma-filled southwestern frontier.

From the bustling coastal cities that fell to the enemy to the remote and impoverished inland villages where yellow dust flies everywhere.

Across the vast land of China, countless towns, countless villages, and the sky above the heads of countless people.

Without warning, enormous light screens appeared out of thin air.

The light screen was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the scene of Zhang Chulan and his group on the Hedong Mountains with perfect clarity, showing every detail.

The silent dawn was shattered.

Countless people, awakened by this strange phenomenon, pushed open their doors and came out of their homes.

They looked up at the unprecedented and unheard-of light screen hanging in the sky, their faces filled with fear, curiosity, and confusion.