American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

"One move! She only used one move! She raised it with one hand, and then... smashed it to death?!"

"Monster! This isn't human! This is a monster! Who is she?!"

"This is terrifying... This woman... She looks so young, how could she possess such terrifying power?!"

Shock, horror, disbelief, frenzy, fear...

A complex mix of emotions rippled across the faces of thousands of spectators.

The way they looked at the solitary figure standing in the iron cage had completely changed.

There was no more contempt or misunderstanding, only the most primal awe and fear.

This time, the Assassin's Guild didn't send out any newcomers, but a prehistoric beast disguised in human skin!

Compared to the uproar in the audience.

The stands where the Truth Society was located were deathly silent, the atmosphere so oppressive it seemed to freeze.

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278: Team fights can be lost! But he must die!

The old man's wrinkled face was contorted beyond recognition by extreme shock and anger.

Although he couldn't see, he could clearly "hear" the sound of Ger's bones cracking and "feel" the instantaneous disappearance of Ger's life force.

You can even "feel" the terrifying power hidden beneath the calm surface of Jessica's body, a power capable of overturning everything!

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

He could no longer maintain his composure as a grandmaster, and murmured incoherently, his voice trembling slightly.

His confidence and arrogance were shattered at that moment by the earth-shattering roar.

The high-ranking members of the Truth Society behind him, such as Night Owl and Bottom, were all ashen-faced and stiff-bodied.

They stared at the woman strolling leisurely in the center of the field, their eyes filled with a ghostly fear.

They finally realized that they...

It seems we've provoked a terrifying being that is completely incomprehensible and utterly impossible to contend with!

This is no longer a gamble; this is playing with fire!

"We lost the first game."

Night Owl's voice was extremely hoarse. He forced himself to calm down and whispered to Stickman.

"This woman's power is beyond our intelligence capabilities. Her information is completely blank, as if she appeared out of thin air."

"Appeared out of thin air?"

The old man snorted coldly, his facial muscles twitching.

Nothing in this world comes out of thin air! It is our arrogance that has made us pay the price!

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, his voice becoming cold and resolute:

"But the game isn't over yet. It's best two out of three, so we still have a chance."

"Master Gunshou, what do you mean..."

A senior executive nearby asked tentatively.

The old man with the stick slowly stood up, his thin figure exuding an oppressive aura like a deep pool and a towering mountain.

"In the second game, I will personally take the field."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with unwavering determination.

"This woman must die here! Not only to win the bet, but also for the dignity of the Truth Society! We must let everyone know the consequences of provoking the Truth Society!"

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"We can only win, we cannot afford to lose!"

The old man's voice sounded as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Otherwise, we will all become a laughing stock in the entire underworld! The consequences would be unimaginable!"

Upon hearing this, Night Owl and the others felt a chill run down their spines, and a fierce glint appeared in their eyes.

That's right, Stickman is their last hope, the true pillar of the Truth Society, a genuine martial arts master!

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With his intervention, he will surely be able to turn the tide!

Just as they were whispering among themselves, their hopes rekindled.

Inside the iron cage, the voice that had both shocked and enraged them rang out calmly, clearly echoing throughout every corner of the arena.

"Who's next to die?!"

Jessica glanced around at the completely silent Truth Society stands, her tone flat yet filled with utter contempt.

"Wow!"

These words caused another uproar in the audience!

"That's outrageous! This woman is way too arrogant!"

"Directly naming the next one to be sent to their death? This is completely disregarding the Truth Society!"

....superior.

279: The old man's mentality collapsed!

"This is going to be good! The Truth Society has really messed up this time!"

In the stands of the Truth Society, Stick and his men were trembling with rage, their faces ashen.

Night Owl slammed his hand on the armrest and roared:

"presumptuous!"

The old man raised his hand to stop the night owl's rage.

He didn't speak, but simply looked with his lifeless eyes toward the iron cage, and walked down the stands step by step.

With each step he took, his aura increased.

When he reached the iron cage door, his thin body exuded a sharpness like a drawn sword.

"Squeak-"

The iron cage door was opened, and the old man with the stick slowly walked in.

"I am an old man with a cane, the leader of the Truth Society."

He stood opposite Jessica, ten meters away, his voice hoarse and aged, yet possessing a chilling, penetrating power.

"Young man, your strength has indeed surprised me. But arrogance comes at a price."

"I will personally twist your head off and use your blood to wash away the shame that the Truth Society has suffered. As a warning to others!"

Jessica looked at the blind old man in front of her and a disdainful sneer curled at the corner of her mouth.

"You? A blind old man on his deathbed?"

"court death!"

The old man was thoroughly enraged and could no longer maintain his masterly demeanor.

He let out a low growl, stomped his foot hard, and vanished from the spot in an instant like a ghost!

"So fast!"

There was an exclamation from the audience.

In everyone's eyes, the old man's figure seemed to have turned into a faint afterimage, creating a series of illusions.

At a speed that is difficult to capture with the naked eye.

In an instant, he covered a distance of ten meters and appeared in front of Jessica!

The bamboo staff in his hand had somehow transformed into two short sticks that gleamed with a cold light.

Like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, it made a sharp, piercing sound as it cut through the air.

It pierced Jessica's eyes and heart from two extremely tricky angles!

This strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless!

It contains endless killing intent!

"My God! This is... a martial arts grandmaster! Absolutely grandmaster-level strength!"

An elderly man from a martial arts family in the East was shocked and stood up abruptly from his seat.

"That's right! He can project his inner energy outwards and move with lightning speed! The leader of the Truth Society is actually a hidden martial arts master!"

The audience erupted in another uproar, everyone stunned by the terrifying power unleashed by the stick-wielding man...

A powerhouse of this caliber is extremely rare, a true master capable of founding a sect!

Their gazes toward Jessica were once again filled with worry.

No matter how strong you are, can you be of any use against a master whose skills and speed have reached their peak?

However, Jessica remained calm in the face of this devastating blow.

Just as the old man's short stick was about to pierce her, her feet gently left the ground.

Yes, just like that, out of nowhere, slowly...

It took flight!

3.7 She only floated up one meter, and easily made the old man's sure-fire attack fall into empty air.

The old man's strike missed, but he didn't pause at all; he twisted his waist.

He swung the short stick upwards in the air.

Like two soaring dragons, they attacked Jessica in mid-air once again.

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280: A sneak attack? That's unsportsmanlike conduct!

But Jessica simply leaned back slightly, as if walking in the air, and easily dodged again.

She hovered in mid-air, looking down at the constantly changing positions on the ground.

The old man with the stick who was trying to attack her had a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"what?!"

"She...she can fly?!"

"How is this possible! What kind of ability is this?!"

If crushing the battle axe with his bare hands and instantly killing the Godslayer was shocking...

At this moment, this ability to fly, which violates the laws of physics, has completely overturned everyone's worldview of 06!

The old man with the stick was completely dumbfounded.

His prized sensory abilities allowed him to pinpoint Jessica's location with remarkable accuracy.

They could even "see" her every subtle movement.

His unparalleled agility and attack skills are enough to deal with any enemy on the ground.

But... he couldn't hit it!

The opponent just floated in the sky like a cat toying with a mouse, turning all his attacks into a futile farce.

"You bastard! Come down here if you dare!"

The old man was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end. He jumped around on the ground wildly, waving his short stick.