Chapter 1562: If You Can Fight? Why Didn

Joel leapt from the second-floor balcony, his frame blocking Xu Jingming like a iron tower.

"Xu Jingming, we meet again."

Joel crossed his arms, his voice booming like a bell:

"Truly, wherever you go, I run into you.

How? You're just a puny Universe Stage One brat—how did you even get into Aries Star?"

With Xu Jingming's current mental strength of 98.5 trillion Hz,

he had sensed Joel's aura the moment he entered this residential zone.

But he hadn't expected the man to jump out and block his path.

Seeing Xu Jingming silent, Joel assumed he was guilty and deliberately raised his voice:

"Let me guess—was it your precious senior, Lin Qianxue?

Did she somehow drag you, this dead weight, in here?"

The path wasn't short on pedestrians, and with Joel deliberately amplifying his voice,

his words instantly drew the attention of passing War Generals.

These were all battle-hardened Eight- and Nine-Star War Generals, their gazes sharp as blades, locking onto Xu Jingming at once.

"Lin Qianxue? That Nine-Star War General from the Eternal Star Alliance?"

"Her junior? I've never seen him before."

"Wait… I think I remember something."

Amid the murmurs, a War General with a faint scar on his face suddenly spoke up:

"He's Xu Jingming!

Three years ago, during the Beast Hunting Tournament, I saw him on the virtual universe broadcast!

Back then, he was only at Star Peak!"

At these words from the scarred War General, the onlookers erupted in shock.

"Star Peak? Three years ago?! So Xu Jingming really is still just Universe Stage One?"

"What joke is this! He really was brought in by Lin Qianxue? Is the Eternal Star Alliance treating mandatory conscription like a game?"

"Too bold! How could they bring in a Universe Stage One rookie like this?!"

"..."

Murmurs swelled, the War Generals' glances shifting from suspicion to open hostility and rejection.

Though Lin Qianxue was a disciple of the Supreme Sovereign, every conscripted individual had Sovereign-level backing.

They weren't afraid of Lin Qianxue, so they dared to question.

More importantly, being conscripted here was itself a symbol of strength and qualification.

Now, a seemingly well-connected Universe Stage One had slipped in—this struck at the pride and bottom line of these top War Generals.

Joel watched the crowd's reaction, his confidence swelling.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

To humiliate Xu Jingming publicly, to make the Eternal Star Alliance and Lin Qianxue lose face!

He grinned, his smile cruel, ready to add more fuel.

"Who told you I was brought in by my senior?"

A calm, clear voice cut through the noise.

Xu Jingming lifted his head, his gaze as still as an ancient well, fixed on Joel.

There was no trace of panic—only a faint chill in his eyes.

Joel froze, then sneered:

"What, still trying to lie?

If not Lin Qianxue, then how did you earn the conscription order yourself?

Just a Universe Stage One..."

"Mr. Xu Jingming is indeed a designated recipient of the conscription order."

The receptionist, Laura, sensing the tension, stepped forward quickly and announced loudly:

Simultaneously, her smart armband projected a holographic screen displaying Xu Jingming's brief profile and conscription status:

"He is the only Five-Star War General among all registrants.

The procedure is fully compliant, no falsification—this conscription order was issued directly by the Nine Sword Sovereign; there can be no error."

"Five-Star War General?!"

These four words exploded like thunder among the crowd.

Everyone's expressions turned stunned.

"Five-Star War General? Him?!"

"What interstellar joke is this! He was Star Peak three years ago—now he's a Five-Star War General?!"

"Laura, did you make a mistake somewhere?"

"..."

War Generals were beings above elite warriors.

Even if not at Universe Peak, they all needed at least Universe Stage Nine strength.

Yet now, a mere Universe Stage One was already a Five-Star War General—how could they believe it?

"Ah, this..."

Laura, overwhelmed by the questioning from Universe Peak experts, was momentarily dazed.

Could it really be a system error, sending the recruitment order to the wrong person?

Jiao Er let out a cold, confident snort:

"Five-Star War General? Absolutely impossible!

Half a year ago, you were barely Cosmic Stage One at Fortress 102!

Even if your talent defied all logic, even if Lin Qianxue poured all her resources into you—

You could never reach Five-Star War General in such a short time!"

With that,

the bald giant Jiao Er stepped forward, his overwhelming Cosmic Peak aura no longer restrained.

It crushed down on Xu Jingming like a mountain, his tone thick with threat:

"Kid, I don't care how you slipped in, or what glitch the system had.

This isn't Fortress 102 Planet—rules here aren't so strict."

He grinned, revealing rows of sharp white teeth, his voice dropping low but brimming with malice:

"Here, a little friction between War Generals is normal.

As long as no one dies, the fortress guards won't bother.

You'd better be smart—admit you came here with Lin Qianxue.

Then… return my forty million military merits, principal and interest!

Otherwise, I won't be nice—"

Before he could finish—

"BOOM!!!"

A jet-black, dragon-like lightning exploded without warning!

Its speed reached the extreme, surpassing visual capture.

Most present could only see Jiao Er's massive body suddenly stiffen.

His grotesque expression twisted violently—next instant—

"CRASH—!!!"

As if struck head-on by a supernova, Jiao Er became a blurred afterimage, hurtling backward at terrifying speed!

Along the way, he shattered a decorative alloy sculpture by the roadside.

Then gouged a deep trench a kilometer long across the hardened special ground.

Finally, he slammed violently into the reinforced outer wall of a distant villa!

Dust and shattered stones filled the air.

At the original spot, the black Lei Guang slowly receded; Xu Jingming stood exactly where he had been, as if he had never moved.

Only faint black electric arcs still flickered around him, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction.

He slowly lowered his right hand, which he hadn't realized he had raised.

His gaze, cold and indifferent, flicked toward the direction where Jiao Er was embedded in the wall, and he murmured softly:

"You wanted to fight? Why not say so sooner?"

He had long endured this noisy bald fool.

Earlier, his strength wasn't enough, and Fortress 102 Planet forbade combat—so a few taunts were tolerable.

Now that he had broken through, if he still let this clown mock him face-to-face—

Wouldn't his sudden surge of power be meaningless?

Since the opponent had handed him a valid reason to strike, he had no intention of being polite.

Clean. Swift. One blow—flung him away!

The main avenue of the residential zone fell into absolute silence.

All the watching War Generals, whether from the God-Slaying Martial Temple or other factions,

stared dumbfounded at Jiao Er, stuck in the wall, struggling to free himself.

Then they snapped their heads toward the black-clad youth in the center—calm, composed, as if he had merely swatted away a fly.

Eight-Star War General Jiao Er… had been one-shot flung away by a Five-Star War General of Cosmic Stage One?