At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

When the figure appeared in the sky, the soldiers below were stunned by the shocking scene. Although they held weapons in their hands, they did not raise their hands to resist.

Only Murakami Heiji quickly drew his bow and fired three arrows at once, aiming them at Su Mu in the sky.

The three arrows, accompanied by a whooshing sound, swept away.

When they were almost within reach, Su Mu gently waved his hand, and the three arrows snapped instantly.

"Oops!"

Upon seeing this, Murakami Heiji quickly drew his katana and stepped back more than ten paces.

He knew very well that he absolutely could not confront Su Mu head-on, otherwise he would either die or be seriously injured.

"You idiots, get out of here!"

Murakami Heiji shouted loudly at the soldiers at the stern of the ship, his tone extremely urgent.

The soldiers finally reacted after the general shouted loudly, but it was too late; Su Mu's figure had already appeared in front of them.

With a loud bang, Su Mu landed heavily, carrying a surge of powerful true energy that sent the Eastern Yi bandits at the stern flying.

Of the twenty-odd soldiers, some were dead and others were wounded.

Some were thrown into the sea and instantly swallowed by the waves stirred up by the stern of the warship.

The lieutenant's body was also blasted to Murakami Heiji's side. The moment he landed, he clutched his chest, his expression one of extreme pain. A surge of heat rushed to his throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft".

Murakami Heiji gripped his katana tightly with both hands, his legs spread wide into a lunge stance, ready to strike at any moment.

The lieutenant staggered to his feet, gripping his katana tightly. He stood beside Murakami Heiji, enduring the pain, and said, "General, this old man's martial arts are unfathomable. Let's attack together; more men mean more chances of victory."

Heiji Murakami did not refuse.

He knew very well that only by doing as his lieutenant had said would they have a chance to defeat the white-haired old man in front of them.

"Alright, let's attack from the left and right."

The lieutenant nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered, "Alright, let's charge in together."

Before the words were even finished, the two gripped their samurai swords tightly, pushed off with their legs, and used Eastern Yi ninjutsu, leaving a trail of afterimages as they charged towards Su Mu with lightning speed.

Su Mu had already experienced the martial arts of the Eastern Barbarians, so he was not flustered. Instead, he stood still and waited for the two to attack.

He knew that no matter how powerful their ninjutsu illusions were, they would inevitably be exposed the moment they pierced him.

He possessed an invincible shield, rendering their samurai swords utterly ineffective against him.

So Su Mu stood still and used his Golden Bell Shield.

A crisp "clang" rang out as two samurai swords pierced Su Mu's chest and back.

At the moment of impact, the two men's rapidly moving bodies came to a stop.

The lieutenant sneered, "Old man, at a hundred years old, it's normal for you to be slow. Die!"

After saying that, the lieutenant thrust his katana forward, trying to stab Su Mu's heart again.

But then he discovered that his katana couldn't be pushed in even an inch, as if it were hitting a wall of copper and iron.

"What...what's going on?"

The lieutenant pushed the katana with all his might again, this time using all his strength.

Unfortunately, the katana remained unmoved, and Su Mu's frail body stood as still as a mountain.

"How is this possible?"

"How can this old man's body be so stiff?"

Murakami Heiji, standing behind him, also realized that despite his best efforts, his katana had not pierced Su Mu's flesh even a fraction.

"Could it be because of the armor?"

"Again!"

With that, the two quickly retreated, taking more than ten steps back, before launching another attack.

This time, instead of thrusting forward with their samurai swords, they slashed diagonally.

The two blades, one in front and one behind, slashed forcefully down Su Mu's back and chest, but only managed to leave a spark on Su Mu's armor.

Su Mu sneered, "You can't even break through a suit of armor, let alone my Golden Bell Shield."

Golden Bell Cover?

Murakami Heiji was stunned. What kind of kung fu was this?

"I refuse to believe it, let's try again!"

Murakami Heiji shouted, trying to chop again.

Su Mu, however, smirked and said coldly, "I've given you two chances already. There won't be a third."

Before he finished speaking, a surge of true energy welled up from Su Mu's dantian, condensed in the center of his palm, and then he unleashed a Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms strike. A golden dragon roared out, instantly sending the deputy general in front of Su Mu flying dozens of meters away.

The golden dragon passed right through him, shattering the vice general's internal organs.

He collapsed and vomited a mouthful of blood before dying.

The Dongyi soldiers around them were utterly terrified when they saw this scene.

They all retreated.

"This old man's martial arts skills are too strange."

"He actually managed to unleash a golden dragon with a single palm strike, killing General Tanaka."

"With this kind of strength, going forward would be suicide."

When Murakami Heiji saw his lieutenant killed, he already knew in his heart that this person was not someone he could kill.

So he gave the order to the soldiers: "Everyone, attack together and kill him!"

However, the soldiers were so frightened by Su Mu's performance that they dared not step forward.

Everyone was trembling with fear, their eyes filled with terror, their legs weak, and they dared not take a step forward.

Seeing this, Murakami Heiji glared at them fiercely and said, "Do you think this old man will let you go?"

"If I die, you will have no chance of survival."

At this moment, Su Mu smiled, looked at the soldiers, and said, "Your general is right, I will not let any Eastern Yi bandits go."

"Today, you will all die."

"Therefore, you'd better all come at me together; that way, your chances of survival will be much greater."

These words completely cut off the retreat of those Eastern Barbarian sailors and thoroughly aroused their anger.

"Old man, you've gone too far!"

"In that case, we'll fight you to the death."

A sailor shouted and rushed to Murakami Heiji's side, picked up his long sword, and yelled, "Brothers, let's fight this old man!"

Hundreds of sailors took up their weapons and surrounded Su Mu.

"Yes, let's all attack together. I don't believe the old man can kill over a hundred of us."

Looking at these Eastern Barbarian sailors, Su Mu's lips curled up, and he said, "That's excellent, saving me the trouble of killing them one by one."

"Let's all attack together!"

At Murakami Heiji's command, the sailors attacked Su Mu together.

He raised his katana and charged forward again.

Seeing the menacing enemies all around, Su Mu pushed off with both feet, soared into the air, turned around in mid-air, and unleashed a strike called "Flying Dragon in the Sky" with both palms facing down.

Rumble!

A loud bang was heard.

The golden dragon that descended from the sky exploded on the deck, its powerful palm force spreading outwards, forcefully blasting away the hundred people who had come to attack.

Murakami Heiji was also knocked back by the force of this palm strike.

The attack was launched, and it wasn't over yet.

The moment Su Mu landed, a strike called "Shocking the Hundred Miles" roared out. The golden dragon carried incomparably powerful true energy wherever it went. The bodies of the sailors were pierced by the palm force, and the sailors who were closest to it were blown to pieces, with blood flowing everywhere.

The entire deck of the warship was stained red.

Su Mu attacked without holding back, filled with rage, slaughtering the Eastern Yi bandits until they were all dead.

With just two palm strikes, hundreds of sailors were killed.

Only Murakami Heiji remained.

Su Mu turned around, looked at Murakami Heiji, and said coldly, "You're the only one left. Prepare to die."

Seeing such a horrific scene, Murakami Heiji's last line of defense completely collapsed.

He trembled, and the katana in his hand clattered to the ground.

He then knelt before Su Mu, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "General Su, please... please spare my life!"

"I...I...I promise I will never set foot in the Great Qian again!"