Fearing the black-robed man's potential harm, the crowd in the square collectively steps back...

Slowly rising to his feet, Feng Yi's steps were a bit numb, but that was merely the extent of it. He prepared himself to fight again when he heard Odin burst into loud laughter, "Hahaha, your expertise is impressive, able to hold your own against three opponents."

There was nothing more to say. Odin glanced around, exuding discomfort, and yet he ordered his soldiers to release the twenty some prisoners.

Feng Yi slowly withdrew his move. Being a Maximal Outbreak style warrior, he could only maintain this state for a very limited amount of time.

Soon, the resistance fighters climbed aboard the Clapping Tiger and fled.

Today's media coverage has become a laughingstock for Saudi. Are they really not going to chase them? Of course, they will. But Odin's idea was to monitor them secretly and not to resort to direct attacks. This was a level of power that couldn't be dismissed by sheer numbers. It was clear that Takla and his gang were inconsequential to him.

No sooner had Feng Yi left than Iron Fist Odin felt a surge in his chest and coughed up blood!

Who is Iron Fist Odin? He is a master of Ancient martial arts and also a part of Saudi's wealth. It was incredible that he had sustained internal injuries after a tough fight.

Seeing this, the surrounding officers hurriedly warmed him and asked about his health situation and whether he needed a rest, to which Odin waved his hand, "I'm fine, keep an eye on that guy, his power can no longer be described as just strong."

Odin knew exactly what he was talking about. As a martial artist, his actions may be despicable, but such a master was too terrifying. Although Odin knew his own strength did not match that of Sword Dragon, he had interacted with this peak-ranked world warrior before. There wasn't such a huge gap, yet the black-robed man seemed to maintain a distance from him, a distance Odin found difficult to reach.

Although Iron Fist Odin did not use all his strength in that punch, was it possible that the other guy had exhausted all his strength? It is common knowledge that a duel always involves holding back some power. If you exerted excess force, the reflected damage from the collision would be multiple times that, making it impossible to withdraw your move freely.

It could be said that a master only goes all out when facing someone weaker or when risking his life. Otherwise, they wouldn't consider it at all.

Fortunately, Iron Fist Odin's approach was absolutely correct. Although he lost the fight, he managed to save his arm. But Black Earth and Jessica Jesse were not so fortunate. Although the black-robed warrior's kick was not as severe as the Falcon Kick, it was a heart-piercing blow when Jessica Jesse was caught off guard. The damage inflicted was even more terrifying than that of the Falcon Kick.

Black Earth suffered neither light nor serious injuries. After all, he had only been kicked three times, each time under defense. As a result, all four of his limbs were useless, indirectly showing the terror of the Falcon Kick.

Soon after, with the help of Noah, Feng Yi and his group managed to escape from Saudi's Sky Eye. How could a Clapping Tiger vanish under broad daylight from Sky Eye's watch? But, by a bizarre coincidence, the image on the light screen showed the Clapping Tiger naturally blending into the surrounding environment, turning Saudi's open execution into a farce.

There's a saying that good news never goes beyond the gate, while bad news spreads a thousand miles. The planned execution in the morning was known to the entire world by afternoon. Originally, Saudi's spectacle was meant as a deterrent to the world, otherwise, they wouldn't have had three Martial God Level masters presiding over it. Ironically, an unexpected black-robed man appeared and easily shattered the three of them. This achievement was simply too impressive.

For a time, the Diya Alliance, Hell's Gate, Zana Republic, Weibang, every place was abuzz with conversations about the black-robed warrior. A few high-ranking veterans in the federal government were already suspicious of Feng Yi. First, he was originally stationed at the far-flung star of Mardis. Yet, instead of returning home after completing his mission, he chose to stay in Mardis.

Secondly, both his temperament and stance were extremely similar to those of Feng Yi. Although Noah had manipulated the public images through special means, meaning anyone who used a light screen phone couldn't avoid Noah's modification if they had internet or wireless facilities, one's temperament couldn't be changed.

After leaving the city, the black-robed man declared that someone would be taking care of them and quickly got off the war vehicle.

In just a moment, the self-flying Clapping Tiger coincidentally ran into Feng Yi, "Brothers, you have had a shock."

Takla was the first one to jump off the war vehicle, "Feng Yi, about that black-robed man..."

"To tell you the truth, the black-robed man is an expert I hired at a high price."

"Is that so." Takla lowered his head, neither approving nor denying, "Join me for a drink, how about it?"

Although his words were strange, Feng Yi didn't refuse. Soon the two entered the tent. Except for drinking, they didn't have much interaction. There were no dancing girls or music here. One round followed another, and after a while, Takla, now a little drunk, finally spoke with a melancholic smile, "I am someone who doesn't like to owe others. I need to thank you. That person was you, wasn't it?"

"Whether it is or not, what difference does it make?"

Mulling over this, Takla remained silent for a long time, "What is your goal, to buy me over?"

"Perhaps a little, but more than that, I want to do everything I can to save my comrades. You should understand the considerable impact your sacrifice would have on the morale of the resistance camp in the Mardis operation."

"Hehe, everyone has their own ideals and values, even if they choose the wrong path, they will still persist." Takla offered Feng Yi a cigarette, which was refused. He continued, "That's what it means to be a man. For example, you. You should have your answer already, right?"

"What answer?"

"Saudi will control everything in a short time. They won't let Black Hagrid get ahead. There is no hope here. Even if you have such strength, hold the enemy's intelligence, and even have a supercomputer, you can't change the situation in Mardis. Even so, you still choose to stay here. What's your reason?"

For a moment, Feng Yi was left speechless, "Perhaps it's an obsession with victory, what is your reason for staying?"

"Reason? Used to sleeping out in the open, I hope to stay in my homeland — see, isn't it so? In fact, our paths are the same, it's just that... I am tired."

Feng Yi fell silent again...

Takla had the power of the white robed, and although limited by his mecha model, he was still prepared to fight to the death and return his soul to his homeland. What a noble quality that was! Perhaps, Takla who was mentally and physically exhausted was already overwhelmed.

With mixed feelings, Feng Yi didn't continue to hold Takla back. Before leaving, he gifted him with the highest-configuration mech in the camp. With this equipment, Takla had the capital to challenge those three now.

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