I Have A Martial Dao World

A handsome blond man came up to a cargo truck and politely knocked on the back door.

The cargo door opened, and he nodded and casually walked in.

Inside was a small armory, complete with long and short guns, with already five people picking out their equipment.

"I'm Number 4 from Paris, pleased to meet you all," the handsome man said, as he also picked out a handgun.

After disassembling it for a check and fitting the sleeve, he tested the spring's tension and politely smiled as he said,

"Speaking of which, us lone wolves are actually gathered here together, just to deal with a single target?"

The other team members were still straightening out their equipment, and no one responded.

These people were all dressed in plain clothes, appearing relaxed. Though they were holding guns, they seemed as indifferent as office workers hustling for the subway with briefcases in hand.

Number 4 was clearly a chatterbox, talking non-stop: "The target's from Xia Country, hmm... Xia Country's agents are tricky to deal with, slippery, always finding a way to cause you heavy casualties in the most ordinary places... "

His companions initially ignored him until he suddenly asked, "Are you all 'Thorns' too? Do you also get headaches? What painkillers do you use?"

A few icy stares glanced over, and Number 4 stopped his prattle.

At that moment, voices came through the earpieces everyone was wearing:

[Ladies and gentlemen, this is Commander Janice. Please be aware that this mission is a level-22 classified operation, with strict orders against any solo contact with the target.]

Number 4 whistled, "Even the President is level 23; looks like this will be fun."

[The target has very strong personal capabilities and has records of single-handedly wiping out an entire Delta Force squad.]

Number 4 pointed at a few teammates and laughed, "Those present here have probably all had similar experiences. Commander, you just need to sip your coffee and wait for us to finish the job. I'll bring your precious baby home safe and sound."

The man was extremely arrogant, but Janice did not mind.

All six of them were top-level field agents, living legends.

Each had achievements of fighting against a hundred alone, destroying armed forces on their own; even assassinating high-profile figures under the heavy guard of an army!

Many action films in Hollywood are based on their exploits.

More importantly, these agents had all participated in the Foreign Affairs Bureau's code-named "Black Thorn" human enhancement experiments.

Since World War II, countries like Star Alliance Country and Iron Alliance have been conducting human experiments semi-publicly to develop "super soldiers."

These six agents were from the batch with the least side effects. This mission was also a practical test, killing two birds with one stone.

The side effects were minor, but they did exist, especially in terms of personality management. However, compared to the enhancements they gained, these flaws were insignificant.

Janice said: [The plane carrying the target is about to land. This operation is unauthorized, be careful to conceal your identities.]

The six agents headed straight into the terminal building, with a simple plan—subdue and take the target away as soon as he disembarked, no nonsense, no dilly-dallying.

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As soon as Lu Yao walked out of the terminal building, he sensed six malicious gazes surrounding him.

"Is this all the people they've sent?"

He continued to walk forward unperturbed, when two casually dressed men approached him head-on.

These were Agents Number 5 and Number 6, who got close to Lu Yao and swiftly and covertly thrust their hands out.

The rings on their fingers were poison needles, and their speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't even see the motion.

Lu Yao was slightly surprised, "Not bad, barely at the Bone Tempering Realm~"

In the face of such lightning-fast attacks, he merely lifted his hand lightly, barely moving it to push on the arms of the two men.

The agents' poison rings suddenly changed their targets, stabbing into each other's bodies!

The neurotoxin acted quickly, and both individuals fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, as if struck by an epileptic seizure.

Someone nearby took notice and hurried to call for an ambulance. Lu Yao, unfazed, had already walked far away.

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This scene left Janice, who was monitoring the area, along with the remaining four agents, utterly astonished.

These agents, after enhancement, possessed physical strength and reflex speeds far beyond those of ordinary people. It should not have been so easy and casual for their opponent to evade and even counter-attack!

Lu Yao, with an unhurried pace, approached a man in a trench coat.

This was Agent Number 3, who was carrying a briefcase.

Upon seeing Lu Yao approach, Agent Number 3 reached into his briefcase and grasped the inside pistol, firing through the bag.

A soft "pop" was heard, and a small hole appeared in the briefcase as a bullet spun at high velocity from the muzzle.

Lu Yao slightly turned his head, letting the bullet purposelessly fly into the air.

Agent Number 3's pupils constricted, but he did not panic; instead, he calmly fired repeatedly. His aim was precise, targeting the chest or head with each shot.

Lu Yao shook his head and twisted his shoulders, dodging three successive bullets with movements smaller than those of square dancing.

Just then, a woman carrying a Coke happened to walk past, and her beverage bottle exploded when hit by a bullet, giving her quite the scare.

Lu Yao had already closed in on his enemy, casually waving his hand as if shooing away a fly.

Agent Number 3 was about to turn the gun muzzle when he felt Lu Yao's palm brush against his chest.

His eyes suddenly fixed, a severe pain erupted in his chest, and his body lost all strength, slowly collapsing to the ground with the briefcase in his arms.

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Without looking back, Lu Yao continued toward his next target—two women together.

These were Agents Number 1 and Number 2, who quickly ducked into a restroom.

Lu Yao brazenly pursued them, and just as he rounded the corner, two silenced pistols emerged and fired without warning.

The distance between them was less than five meters; at such proximity, even an "immortal" would have been riddled with bullets.

But once Lu Yao entered the Spirit Refining State, the enemies' attempts were glaringly slow at only 0.3 times his speed, and all attempts to hit him were futile.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Lu Yao locked onto the direction of the enemies' gun barrels and simply moved his body slightly, allowing the bullets to pass by harmlessly, only stirring a few strands of his hair.

If an outsider were present, they would surely curse these two agents as ineffective, only good at outlining the human figure.

Yet it was Agents Number 1 and Number 2 who were truly shocked and terrified, as they had finally confirmed—Lu Yao really could dodge bullets!

The next second, with a little force in his legs, Lu Yao swiftly passed by the two female agents, his index fingers touching each of their necks.

Without a second glance, Lu Yao walked away, while the two female agents held each other, motionless in the corner.

Someone coming to use the restroom saw them and mistook them for a couple indulging in intimacy, hastily leaving them some private space.

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At this point, only two minutes had passed since Lu Yao's appearance, and now only the handsome, blond Agent Number 4 remained.

He stood on the second floor of the terminal building, watching in disbelief as everything unfolded before him.

Six "super agents," strengthened to rival the top athletes and with neural reflexes of only 80 milliseconds, were all dead but for him in just two minutes!

In this bustling airport terminal, the adversary had taken down five agents in succession without causing any disturbance! What an immense gap in ability!

And the most terrifying revelation struck Agent Number 4 when he suddenly realized that, from over a hundred meters away, his opponent was looking right at him!