Gao Wu: I became the minor villain that the protagonist was about to destroy.

In a short while, Yujiro had reached the only entrance to the mountaintop.

As soon as he appeared, a dull tremor ran through the earth, and more than thirty elite Cyclope warriors swarmed out from behind the rocks and through the pass, surrounding him and completely blocking his escape route.

They are the personal guards of the Lone Owl, and are taller and fiercer than their counterparts below the mountain.

Without any warning, one of the guard giants let out a deafening battle roar, gripping a massive club as thick as a beam with both hands. He poured all his strength into it, unleashing a devastating blow like a landslide, crashing down on Yujiro's head! The speed and power of this strike were enough to pulverize steel!

Yujiro didn't even look up to look at him directly. He simply raised his right arm casually, and surprisingly, his right arm turned pitch black in an instant, as if it were covered with an indestructible layer of black energy. The muscle fibers under his skin expanded and twisted at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding an extreme sense of power.

"Bang!!!"

The big stick slammed solidly into that dark palm.

"clang--!!!"

The impact did not produce a dull thud of blood and gore, but rather a piercing, sharp sound like two weapons clashing violently, and even sparks that were visible to the naked eye flew out!

With a deafening roar emanating from Yujiro's feet, the solid ground, unable to withstand the terrifying force of the impact, instantly cracked open, with spiderweb-like fissures spreading wildly outwards, forming a shallow crater several meters in diameter.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Yujiro's figure remained unmoved, while the enormous club was caught steadily in mid-air by him with a single palm.

Suddenly, Yujiro's right hand, as black as iron, clenched its five fingers! The hard rod was deformed and twisted by Yujiro's grip, as if it were made of paper.

The next moment, Yujiro's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already standing close to the giant's crotch! He swung his right leg upwards like a battle axe, bringing with it a piercing sound of air being torn apart.

"Snap—!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out clearly! The giant's shinbone, tens of meters tall, snapped in two, twisting at an unnatural angle. Green blood gushed out from the fracture like a fountain!

"Awooo—!!!"

The Cyclops let out a heart-wrenching scream, its massive body swaying violently as it lost its support. Its huge single eye was instantly covered with hideous blood vessels, and excruciating pain swept through every nerve.

"Noisy."

Yujiro's voice was icy cold and devoid of any emotion. He raised his right leg high, then slashed it downwards with the force of a guillotine blade!

"Sizzle—!"

A condensed red-black blade of energy burst forth, slashing vertically with a speed too fast for the naked eye to perceive! The giant with the severed leg, along with its wailing, was precisely cleaved in two from the center! Internal organs and green blood rained down, sizzling and emitting puffs of white smoke as they landed on the ground.

This bloody and brutal scene ignited the remaining Cyclopes' rage and fear. They roared deafeningly, and the remaining dozens of giant weapons—iron bars, stone hammers, and bone knives—slammed down from all directions towards Yujiro's location like an avalanche!

"boom--!!!"

Dozens of terrifying forces converged at one point, causing the entire mountaintop platform to groan under the strain, the ground to tremble violently, and dust to billow into the sky.

However, at the last moment before the weapon fell, a figure leaped out from the center of the attack. Yujiro, with his hands still casually in his pockets, was in mid-air when he unleashed a fierce whip kick, accurately striking the temple of a giant to the side.

"Bang!"

A dull thud resounded. The giant's head snapped at an eerie angle, unable to even utter a scream, before its massive body flew sideways like a thrown sandbag, knocking over five or six of its companions in its path.

At that moment, another giant grabbed Yujiro as he was suspended in mid-air and swept his huge iron rod down at his waist with a whistling sound!

Yujiro managed to twist his body in mid-air, using his left foot as a pivot, and swept out with his right leg again, the wind from his leg like a knife!

"Clang—Snap!"

That hard iron rod was actually severed by his fleshy leg! The cut was as smooth as a mirror!

Yujiro used the momentum to land steadily, his toes landing precisely on the handle of a weapon held horizontally by a giant. Before the giant could react, Yujiro suddenly exerted force with his foot!

"Buzz!"

The weapon trembled violently, and the giant felt his tiger's mouth split open, the weapon flying out of his hand in an instant!

Yujiro's figure shot out again, appearing as if by teleportation in front of the giant who had just attacked him, delivering a simple and swift front kick that landed solidly on the giant's chest.

"Pfft!"

The giant's chest caved in dramatically at a visible speed, and the flesh on its back suddenly bulged out in the shape of a footprint! It opened its mouth and spat out a green blood spurt mixed with fragments of internal organs. Its body flew backward as if struck by a battering ram, knocking over more than a dozen of its unavoidable companions and clearing a large area.

In just a short while, the once formidable elite of cyclops, numbering in the dozens, was reduced to a mere handful who could barely stand.

Limbs and green blood covered the mountaintop, and cries of agony echoed throughout.

It should be noted that adult Cyclops generally possess strength comparable to that of humans, reaching the "Prefectural Level," and those currently besieging Yujiro are the elite of the tribe, each possessing the "City Level."

However, when faced with Hanma Yujiro, whose realm was only "the ninth level of the county" on the surface, they were like children facing a strong man, powerless to fight back, and completely turned into playthings to be crushed at will.

On the throne atop the mountain, Du Xiao's enormous single eye finally opened completely, and a chilling killing intent spread out as if it were a tangible thing.

Yujiro's lips curled up slightly: "Finally, someone decent has arrived."

The tyrant's massive body finally moved.

It slowly rose from its throne, its twenty-meter-tall body rising like a small mountain, casting a shadow that covered a large area.

The scarlet elixir it had drunk earlier seemed to still be surging within its body; beneath its bulging muscles, magma seemed to be flowing, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The massive, jet-black spiked club beside its left arm was casually slung over its shoulder with one hand, its menacing spikes gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the dim light.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Du Xiao took a step, and with each step he took, the entire mountaintop platform trembled, as if a giant war drum had been struck.

Its large, bloodshot eye stared intently at the tiny human figure below, which radiated an overwhelming ferocity.

The indifference of before was gone from his eyes, replaced by a fury that came from having his absolute authority challenged, and a hint of excitement at facing an evenly matched prey.