Chapter 339: Annihilation! Sakura Rin

Two fists cannot fight four hands; facing two opponents is not the same difficulty as facing one!

Moreover, Xu Jingming had to face not just two, but three full sixth-rank psychics!

In Sakura Rin's view, the moment Xu Jingming killed Mark was indeed shocking.

But upon closer thought, Mark's own underestimation played a part.

If Mark had been slightly more cautious, he might not have been instantly killed!

These three sixth-rank lower-tier psychics, when united, could even kill sixth-rank mid-tier beasts.

Now, with constant vigilance against Xu Jingming's powerful combat techniques, there's no reason they shouldn't win.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

Facing three sixth-rank psychics at once, Xu Jingming was immediately suppressed.

This made Sakura Rin secretly rejoice—but as she watched longer, she sensed something was off.

Why was he merely suppressed, yet never defeated?

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

In the battlefield, Xu Jingming held his own against three opponents.

Each time his golden lightning-wreathed spear clashed with their weapons, it erupted with thunderous sound!

"What kind of monster is this guy?!" Waterwood of Japan gasped in shock.

Who could have imagined a fourth-rank upper-tier lightning psychic could hold his own against three sixth-rankers?!

"Is this what an SS-rank psychic can do? It's this powerful?!" Yamashita of Japan couldn't help but marvel.

Their psychic ranks weren't high, nor were they low—each was a B-rank psychic.

Yet even so, they were locked in a stalemate—only proving how overwhelmingly powerful an SS-rank psychic truly is.

"Kill him! You must kill him! Don't let him grow stronger!"

The American middle-aged psychic had descended into madness.

At China's National University League, Xu Jingming's performance was already monstrous.

But now that he was actually here, he turned out to be far more monstrous than imagined!!

If he grows unchecked, he'll become a threat to the William Family—and to America itself!

"Anyone can talk big—but with your pitiful strength? Are you sure you can kill me?"

Boom!

After another weapon clash, Xu Jingming stood firm at a distance, spear in hand, coldly speaking.

He had just ascended to fourth-rank upper-tier; his physical body and mental strength had both surged—but he still couldn't fully control his power.

Now, three perfect punching bags have come to him for practice—why not take advantage?

"S-rank? When did you become this strong?!"

In his earpiece, Eva's adoring voice never stopped.

A fourth-rank upper-tier fighting three sixth-rank lower-tier psychics—that's skipping two major tiers!

Such a record had never appeared in her vast database.

"I've always been this strong. You just never noticed."

Lightning flashed—Xu Jingming's towering figure vanished from his spot, reappearing to clash once more with the three sixth-rank psychics.

Crackling—

Throughout the battle, his SS-rank Dautian Thunder continuously bombarded the three.

Though they were all enhancement-type psychics with powerful bodies and wore top-tier A-rank insulated battle suits,

the lightning strikes under Thunder Mode were not easy to block!

Especially since these thunderbolts silently paralyzed their muscles.

Indeed,

just two or three minutes later, Waterwood of Japan's movement grew slightly stiff.

His attack failed to coordinate with the other two psychics—the stiffness lasted less than 0. seconds!

But for experts, 0. seconds is enough to do anything.

Waterwood clearly knew this—he turned pale: "No!"

"I've found an opening!"

Xu Jingming's face curled into a bloodthirsty grin as his black spear shot forward: "Lightning Wind Break!"

The D-rank combat technique "Lightning Wind Break," trained to Master-level proficiency, now rivaled a B-rank technique.

The spear struck like lightning—the sixth-rank psychic, paralyzed by Dautian Thunder, had no chance to dodge.

Boom—he was instantly speared through the skull!

"First one."

Xu Jingming's brilliant golden dragon eyes burned with fierce battle lust.

Back during the study trip,

he had already learned that sixth-rank enhancement psychics had terrifying vitality—even without a heart, they could endure for a while.

So from the start, he targeted the head—giving them not a single chance.

"Waterwood!"

Yamashita, the other Japanese sixth-rank psychic, his face twisted with grief and rage, eyes red, began screaming Japanese curses:

"Baka! I'll kill you!"

He charged again, joining forces with the remaining psychic.

But if all three couldn't take down Xu Jingming, how could two possibly win?

Within mere minutes, these two sixth-rank psychics were both slain by Xu Jingming one after another...

"They're... all dead?!"

In the forest, lightning and flame intertwined.

Xu Jingming stood tall, spear in hand, his body wreathed in lightning, like a living tyrannosaur.

Around him, at varying distances, lay four corpses, blood pooling everywhere.

Meanwhile, Sakura Rin, trapped within the Thunder Prison, wore a face full of disbelief.

Who could have imagined that even three sixth-rank psychics combined couldn't defeat Xu Jingming?

Instead, they were all wiped out!

"Next, it's your turn."

Xu Jingming exhaled slowly, walking toward Sakura Rin.

It was around six in the afternoon; the bright light from the ruins space poured down, casting him in silhouette.

From Sakura Rin's viewpoint, she could barely make out his face.

Yet even so, his towering two-meter-two frame, the black spear stained with blood,

and those golden dragon eyes glaring down, filled with lightning—filled her with overwhelming terror!

In the past, most peers of the opposite sex treated her specially because of her figure and beauty.

Even some rivals in the Tianyu Dojo had slackened slightly because of it.

But on Xu Jingming, Sakura Rin saw not a trace of pity—only boundless killing intent!

Huh... huh...

Feeling the threat of death, her heart pounded wildly; she gasped for air, then yanked the necklace from her neck!

Hummm~~~

Instantly, a thick-energy defense barrier enveloped and protected her.

"Guardian Talisman?"

Xu Jingming frowned. "Eva, analyze its grade."

"Based on the energy fluctuation, it's at least an eighth-grade Guardian Talisman," Eva's voice echoed in his ear.

"Eighth-grade Guardian Talisman... this is troublesome."

Xu Jingming tried attacking with his SS-rank Dautian Thunder—but the barrier didn't even tremble.

"Don't waste your effort. This eighth-grade Guardian Talisman lasts three hours—you can't break it."

Protected by the talisman, Sakura Rin finally felt immense security.

At the same time, a wave of regret surged in her heart.

If she had known Xu Jingming was this strong, she should have fled with the Tianyu Dojo members the moment Mark attacked.

She wouldn't have had to burn a precious eighth-grade Guardian Talisman—or lost three instructors.

But at least she had this talisman—so she wouldn't be killed outright.