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Those missiles were incredibly fast, at least five or six times the speed of sound, and they arrived in front of him almost the instant they were launched!

A glint flashed in Song Yi's eyes—bullet time, five times faster!

Everything around slowed down at that moment.

He could clearly see the flight trajectory of each missile and the network of fire they formed by their interweaving.

Even so, the missile's speed still seemed very fast, as fast as a bullet that he could fire without using bullet time.

Fortunately, he had already reached the point where he could react to bullets without needing five times the acceleration. Now, using bullet time, reacting to missiles would be a piece of cake.

In a slow-motion world, his body twists, flips, and leaps in the air in a way that is incomprehensible to ordinary people!

The first missile grazed his left shoulder, the second flew over his head, and the third passed between his legs...

His body performed a flip in mid-air that no ordinary person could possibly do, managing to pass right through the crossfire of four missiles!

Next, he activated the Absorption Technique, forcibly obstructing the high-speed missiles, causing them to explode as if they had hit a solid object.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four missiles passed behind him, then exploded with a bang, turning into four huge fireballs!

But before he could catch his breath, the remaining four missiles came flying in!

This time, the missiles' flight trajectories were even more treacherous—two were launched directly from the front, and two from the side and rear, creating a pincer attack!

Song Yi took a deep breath and activated the Absorption Technique at full power!

A vortex of true energy, tens of meters in diameter, formed around his body!

The two missiles that were coming head-on were pulled by the force of the vortex, and their trajectories were deflected. One flew past his body, while the other was guided by him to collide with a missile that was coming from behind!

boom--!!!

The two missiles collided in mid-air, exploding into a huge fireball!

But the remaining missile had already broken through his defenses and was heading straight for his back, leaving him no time to detonate it beforehand with his energy-absorbing technique!

There was no time to dodge!

Song Yi took a deep breath, and 800,000 units of true energy suddenly condensed on his back to strengthen his defense.

The next moment, boom!

The explosion engulfed him entirely!

On the ground, everyone was watching the fireball in the sky.

A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the assassins from Wujian and Guiling. Surely they should be dead by now?

Those are fighter jet missiles, incredibly powerful; one missile can destroy a building.

No matter what, flesh and blood cannot withstand such power; humanity has its limits!

However, the next moment, the flames dissipated, and Song Yi's figure was still suspended in mid-air!

His clothes were blown even more tattered, revealing his well-defined muscles and his perfect physique at 1.8 meters tall.

Only his back, which directly bore the brunt of the missile's most violent explosion, had a few shallow wounds; the rest of his body was perfectly intact!

"This...how is this possible?!" A trembling voice came from the ground.

That's a missile! Something that can blow through a tank in one shot!

It hit someone and only left this minor injury that could be treated with a band-aid?!

What the hell is this body of steel?!

The pilots of the eight fighter jets in the sky were beyond shocked.

They were elite pilots of the Xinguo Air Force, who had carried out countless combat missions and had never seen anything like this before!

But they were well-trained soldiers after all, and they quickly recovered and launched another attack!

The first formation of four fighters spread out and launched attacks simultaneously from four different directions! The second formation, meanwhile, climbed up and dived to attack from above, unleashing a barrage of machine gun fire!

Eight fighter jets, positioned vertically, horizontally, vertically, and horizontally, formed an impenetrable three-dimensional firepower network!

Missiles, machine gun bullets, rockets... all kinds of ammunition poured down like a torrential rain, completely covering the airspace where Song Yi was located!

Song Yi's face darkened completely.

Although he appeared unharmed by the missile attack, that was only the surface; his internal organs had been damaged by the shockwave of the explosion.

Even with Ouyang Feng's self-sacrifice and enlightenment, and after ten years of continuous research in The Legend of the Condor Heroes and fifteen years in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, his method of tempering the internal organs was still not particularly profound.

Even if you reach the peak of your training, your internal organs are still far less robust than your muscles, bones, and skin.

Moreover, his current physical form has not yet been strengthened to its limit by absorbing the essence of flesh and blood through the Absorption Technique. The attack just now was entirely resisted by his abundant true energy.

Using true qi for defense is a completely active skill. If he fails to react in time to gather enough true qi for defense, a single missile is enough to obliterate him completely.

Modern fighter jets typically use missiles that travel at five or six times the speed of sound. Even if they use bullet time to accelerate five times, it would still be extremely difficult for them to react in time and perfectly counter a large amount of crossfire.

Moreover, fighter jets can launch beyond-visual-range strikes with advanced fire control radar, making little difference even at a distance of more than ten kilometers. He, on the other hand, cannot strike fighter jets from a distance of more than ten kilometers.

Although his powerful energy absorption field can deflect the missile's trajectory or apply resistance in advance to detonate the missile.

But all of these require him to actively mobilize resources to carry out the operation.

From the moment the missile makes contact with the edge of the actual force field to the moment it hits him, there may only be 0.01 seconds. Even if the bullet time is increased fivefold, it will still be less than 0.05 seconds.

He could handle one attack at a time, but four or five at once would be difficult to deal with, let alone eight fighter jets attacking from all directions at the same time.

He was put on the defensive for a moment.

He activated bullet time, his figure rapidly dodging in the air, weaving through the dense barrage of fire like a ghost!

A missile grazed his cheek.

Another missile exploded around him, and the shockwave threw him dozens of meters away!

He steadied himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and suddenly grabbed forward with his right hand!

The spiral energy field was operating at full capacity, and the suction technique generated a huge suction force, which attracted an incoming missile!

With a sudden swing, he changed the direction of the rocket, sending it flying towards the nearest fighter jet!

It makes no sense; a missile without radar guidance and lock-on has no chance of hitting a modern fighter jet, but it can be quite startling.

The fighter pilot was startled and quickly took evasive action to create distance, bringing the attack to a standstill.

Song Yi did not stop.

His figure flashed through the air, sometimes dodging attacks, sometimes grabbing missiles or rockets at the last second and throwing them back, forcing the fighter jets to be distracted and dodge their own munitions, breaking their fire blockade!

Although the firepower network composed of eight fighter jets was dense, Song Yi was too small and extremely agile. From a distance, the missiles would have difficulty locking onto him effectively and could easily evade them in advance.

But getting too close is extremely dangerous, so the pilots are unwilling to do it.

Aside from certain movies, in reality, no one would be willing to forgo beyond-visual-range combat and instead fly a plane to engage in close-quarters hand-to-hand combat with a monster.

Without a doubt, Song Yi at this moment could be called a monster!

The battle thus reached a stalemate.

Eight fighter jets continuously fired ammunition, while Song Yi constantly dodged, parried, and counterattacked. The two sides fought back and forth in the air, making it difficult to determine a winner!

On the ground, the assassins from Wujian and Guiling, as well as members of other assassin organizations who had come to participate in the alliance, all looked up at the incredible battle in the sky.

Their expressions had changed from shock to numbness.

Two full-strength fighter squadrons were completely helpless against a mere individual!

Those powerful missiles were simply unable to effectively strike that small and extremely agile target.

The occasional machine gun fire from the remaining three bombers, even if they were lucky enough to hit, couldn't even break through the enemy's skin!

Such performance has completely exceeded everyone's understanding of the human species.

A level-seven assassin from the Underworld muttered under his breath, "Even the legendary Ascended Ones... probably couldn't do this."

Another level-eight assassin, whose rank had been reduced to zero, chimed in, his voice hoarse: "Don't be afraid. I am an Ascended One. I absolutely cannot do this."

Not only are all six of the world's top level nine assassins ascendants, but level eight is also a realm that non-ascended individuals cannot reach.

Even among those who have ascended to immortality, the differences can be significant.

Yama uttered a muttered sound: "I even feel... that even if the world's six greatest assassins joined forces, they probably wouldn't be a match for this person..."

This assessment, coming from an eighth-level assassin of the world's third-largest assassin organization, carried such weight that everyone around fell silent.

Chapter 160 World Anti-Reincarnation Alliance: Why is the Big Boss So Arrogant at First and So Fawning Later?

In the sky, the intensity of the battle gradually decreased, and the fighter jets had almost run out of ammunition.

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but was equally shocked.

He never imagined that even though he was already so invincible, he would still be suppressed by modern technology and weapons when he returned to modern society.

If we only consider the time in this world, this is a power that took him more than half a month to acquire!

Eight hundred thousand units of Six Absolute True Qi, and five thousand six hundred years of accumulated power, could only barely manage a draw under the siege of eight fighter jets!

And this level of fighter jets, let alone the three superpowers, even the Xin Kingdom, which is not among the three superpowers, six dominant powers, or twelve powerful powers, can easily produce a hundred or so from all its warlords!

Those who were at the bottom and at zero were even more shocked than Song Yi, after all, they had witnessed the rise of a myth and refreshed their understanding of the limits of the human race.

Ultimately, those from Wujian and Guiling were the first to make a decision.

Yanluo and Tiansha exchanged a glance, both seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.

There's no point in continuing the fight.

They couldn't do anything to that person, and that person couldn't do anything to the fighter jets.

Continuing this stalemate will only waste ammunition and yield no results.

Moreover, if the other side realizes this and chooses to capture the leader first, eliminating these ground targets first, it would be a huge disaster.

Yama took a deep breath and amplified his voice through the megaphone: "Ceasefire! Ceasefire! We surrender!"

His voice still carried clearly across the battlefield amidst the explosions and the supersonic roar of aircraft.

In the sky, Song Yi paused slightly, detonated a missile a hundred meters away, then pulled away and looked down at the ground.