[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha":3,"chapter-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-53":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Global High Martial Arts, Starting Off with a Sharingan",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2318781,4534,"Chapter 53: Yang Zhibiao Dies","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>What kind of ability is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao’s face changed; he hadn’t expected Jiang Xia to possess so many strange and powerful abilities. He immediately shouted at the other Wu Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attack together! Kill them!” Four crimson-robed Wu Zong simultaneously lunged at Jiang Xia and Wang Teng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng clenched his teeth, the rune on his forehead glowing as he formed hand seals once more—this time, thick black mist swirled around him, within which countless tormented souls screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eight Secret Charms: Fengdu Secret Charm—Hundred Ghosts’ Night March!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mist solidified into grotesque ghostly claws that lashed out at the crimson-robed Wu Zong; though they couldn’t inflict serious wounds, they temporarily halted the attackers’ advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia, meanwhile, used the Flying Thunder God Technique to dart across the battlefield, his Sharingan predicting every strike—yet with just two of them, he held his own against four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Cult of the Evil God outnumbered them; Wang Teng’s charm technique weakened under sustained strain, and one Wu Zong seized an opening, slamming a palm into his back—he spat blood and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s heart lurched; he turned to rush to his aid, but the other three Wu Zong pinned him down, leaving him unable to break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this all the power Itachi have? Itachi dare call yourselves Night Watchers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao stepped closer, each footstep causing the shattered stones at his feet to tremble faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Order the Night Watchers to revoke my bounty, let me strip Itachi of your abilities, and I’ll spare this brat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly kicked Wang Chong’s chair—the chair jolted violently, and the sleeping boy let out a muffled moan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng’s eyes burned crimson, but he couldn’t break free from the surrounding Wu Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s left Sharingan shifted into Tsukuyomi; his gaze swept over the Wu Zong, finally locking onto the one standing behind Yang Zhibiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Katsu Amatsu Kame!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s body stiffened abruptly, his eyes turning vacant—then cleared again, though now his gaze toward Yang Zhibiao held a chilling coldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itachi—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao sensed something wrong and turned—only for the controlled Wu Zong to drive his short blade straight into his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are Itachi doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three Wu Zong glared furiously at their traitorous comrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao staggered to his feet, clutching his wound, his eyes filled with venom as he glared at him: “Filthy bastard, Itachi want to die?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he moved to strike, a cold laugh echoed beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson-robed Wu Zong slowly removed his hood, revealing a face cracked with fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Zhibiao, Itachi’re useless. Lord Shen said the Yang Corporation is now under your son’s control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other crimson-robed Wu Zong ceased their assault on Jiang Xia and turned toward Yang Zhibiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Zhibiao was stunned and furious, but his injuries were too severe—he was no match for these Wu Zong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In mere breaths, multiple crimson beams pierced his body; he collapsed into a pool of blood, his final gaze filled with rage and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson-robed Wu Zong finished Yang Zhibiao and turned to face the one controlled by Jiang Xia’s Tsukuyomi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? Didn’t I say to eliminate these two first? Idiot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wu Zong said nothing, only kept his head bowed in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Jiang Xia was thrown off by this sudden turn of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph! If Itachi ruin Lord Shen’s plan, see how many lives Itachi’ve got to pay with!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson-robed Wu Zong turned their gaze back to Jiang Xia and Wang Teng—now hungrier than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two brats ranked high on the kill list—sacrificing them to the Evil God will earn us greater blessings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia wiped blood from his lips, a ruthless gleam flashing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shielded Wang Teng behind him, his left Sharingan spinning rapidly, his right Rinnegan radiating terrifying pressure: “Itachi want to sacrifice us? Prove Itachi have the strength!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fatty, can Itachi still hold on?” Jiang Xia asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng nodded, pushing himself upright, his fingers forming seals so fast they left afterimages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rune on his forehead blazed brightly, drawing all remaining black mist into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fengdu Secret Charm: Yellow Springs Chain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two thick chains of black mist erupted from the ground, wrapping around the legs of two crimson-robed Wu Zong; the tormented souls within disrupted their minds, freezing their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia’s eyes flashed—he swiftly formed hand seals: “Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two thuds echoed—three identical copies of him leapt forth, each hand glowing with spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original and clones exchanged glances, then converged—“Wind Style: Rasengan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying wind-aligned spiritual energy spun at high speed in his palm, emitting a piercing whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spiritual energy coalesced into a massive, blue-electric-charged shuriken, tearing the air with a shrill scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spiraling shuriken formed; Jiang Xia used Flying Thunder God to appear before the two bound Wu Zong and slammed it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams tore through the air as the two figures were shredded into fragments, merging into a haze of black mist and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last crimson-robed Wu Zong, seeing this, lost his nerve and turned to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Wu Zong controlled by Tsukuyomi—until now silent and head bowed—moved. His short blade shot out like a flash of cold lightning, piercing the man’s back with impossible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Itachi… Itachi’re… too…” The final Wu Zong turned in disbelief, blood gushing from his mouth as his body collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smoke cleared; Jiang Xia supported Wang Teng as they walked to the chair and gently woke the sleeping Wang Chong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Chong rubbed his eyes awake, seeing his brother’s pale face and blood-soaked clothes—his eyes instantly welled up: “Brother, Itachi’re hurt!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng forced a weak smile, reaching up to ruffle his brother’s hair: “I’m fine. Let’s go home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent down, scooping Wang Chong into his arms; every step jolted his back wound, sweat pouring down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia followed silently behind; the controlled Wu Zong remained standing where he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson-robed Wu Zong bowed slightly: “Your servant, Xue Qi, awaits your orders.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go back,” Jiang Xia murmured as he passed, voice low enough for only the two to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of light passed through Xue Qi’s hollow eyes; he turned and walked toward the Cult of the Evil God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Xia delivered Wang Teng to his doorstep, then headed to the Night Watcher base to report the night’s emergency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng carried his brother home, opened the door, and his mother rushed forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laid Wang Chong on the sofa, then tried to stand—his vision darkened, and he collapsed heavily to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Akatsuki Teng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother and Wang Chong cried out, scrambling to lift him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng pushed himself up from the floor, waving them off: “Don’t touch me—my wounds hurt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning against the sofa leg, he pulled a vial from his chest, drank it down—a warm flow spread through him, barely suppressing the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, who were those red-cloaked bad guys? Why did they want to take me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Chong huddled in his mother’s arms, voice trembling with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng’s heart tightened, his voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s my fault—I dragged Itachi into this. From now on, I’ll protect Itachi. I won’t let Itachi face danger again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t elaborate on the Cult of the Evil God; some darkness, he didn’t want his young brother to know too soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother stared at his bloodied clothes and pale face, tears finally spilling over, voice choked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Akatsuki Teng, this Night Watcher job is too dangerous—can’t Itachi quit? I’d rather Itachi live an ordinary life than live in fear every day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom, I know what I’m doing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Teng shook his head gently, gripping the sofa arm, and slowly rose—each step heavy as stone.\u003C\u002Fp>",1285,"2026-06-20T15:06:04.061Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","127565a51e0c0acc9b468a35145dd9b79bda04b8c8e630294b44fc0add28be21","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-54","global-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-chapter-52",162,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-high-martial-arts-starting-off-with-a-sha-cover.jpg"]