Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 466 - 274: Battle of the Underground Kingdom

After Li Ang made his move, those beside him didn’t hesitate either and started firing successively at the man.

In such a situation, rather than wounding several, it’s better to take down one directly.

However, the man with a scarred face also responded quickly. The mont Li Ang hit him, he threw a specially made smoke grenade onto the ground.

The next mont, the bullets shot by everyone else made a clamoring noise as they hit sothing, but it wasn’t clear what.

Clearly, their concentrated fire hadn’t taken down the man imdiately.

As they hesitated whether to randomly fire a few shots into the smoke, a red light suddenly appeared from within the grey and white smoke.

Blintson, with the quickest reflexes, imdiately gestured with his hand, signaling everyone to quickly retreat.

In an instant, the red light beca more blinding, and they realized that it was flas spewing out like a flathrower.

The hefty Les sneered:

"To burn your own face to that extent with fire-breathing, you really are a talent."

This wasn’t just Les suddenly feeling talkative, but a key part of the team’s coordination: mockery to draw fire.

Reality isn’t a ga, you can’t just use a skill to force soone to attack you, but the power of words can effectively achieve this.

At that mont, Li Ang also understood why this guy always spoke unpleasantly; he was actually training his taunting skills.

As the fire light dissipated, two people rushed out of the smoke, one with a large shield and the other wielding a samurai sword, both attacking them simultaneously.

Katerina, who hadn’t made a move until now, faced the incoming long sword and lifted her long leg straight up.

"Bang!"

Her shoe sole collided with the samurai sword, sparking? a result that obviously unsettled the long-haired man holding the sword, who couldn’t even match the woman in strength.

On the other side, the "mountain of at" Yoshimura, who was originally charging at Les with a shield, suddenly changed his angle of attack at a mont no one else could understand, heading straight for Katerina, who had just kicked and hadn’t yet landed her right leg on the ground.

It must be said, he chose his mont very well, just when she was at her weakest in terms of both strength and mobility.

Should he hit her, it would be no less than being struck by a speeding car.

Yoshimura was fast, but Li Ang was faster.

His body, like a black shadow, launched a move akin to Push Hands, and collided fiercely with Yoshimura, who was holding the giant shield.

"Boom!"

The noise of their collision was almost akin to that of a hand grenade exploding.

On one side stood Yoshimura, over two ters tall and weighing over 600 pounds with a door-sized shield, and on the other, the more refined figure of Li Ang—just the comparison in size was astonishing.

Yet, in this fierce collision, Li Ang didn’t step back even once, blocking it with sheer tenacity.

You should know, Yoshimura had been building up montum for a while, and Li Ang had simply exploded with speed all of a sudden. If the two had been given the sa conditions, wouldn’t Li Ang be even superior to Yoshimura?

Katrina’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The scene before her sowhat overturned her perception; to be evenly matched amidst such a stark disparity in weight indicated that Li Ang’s speed far surpassed Yoshimura’s.

When he saw that the two were in a stalemate, the long-haired man seed to find Li Ang’s weak spot and accelerated forward, aiming a downward chop at Li Ang.

Katrina also used her fastest speed to co to the rescue, but no matter what, rescue is always harder than causing harm. Following this tendency, at best, she could only alter the angle of his chop, but ultimately Li Ang would still get hurt.

The long-haired man was aiming for the joint between Li Ang’s neck and shoulder, a cut that would either be deadly or severe.

Just as he was snickering and getting closer to Li Ang, he suddenly found Li Ang turning his head around.

He had always assud Li Ang was still struggling, but from his expression now, that didn’t seem to be the case.

He saw Li Ang actually freeing one of his hands, intending to catch the samurai sword.

"Choosing injury over death? Crippling his hand isn’t half bad," the long-haired man thought, not taking much note of it and maintaining his offensive stance.

The very next mont, his samurai sword had already chopped down onto Li Ang’s hand, but to his surprise, the sensation wasn’t the smoothness you’d feel like a hot knife through butter, nor the impact you’d feel as if chopping upon steel.

Instead, it was more like chopping a large piece of rubber, offering a strong resistance.

Soon he was terrified to discover that the samurai sword held in his hands wasn’t responding to his control anymore? Li Ang was indeed managing, with just one hand, to control his sword.

Quickly, under the force of Li Ang’s twist and turn, the sword flew out of his hands—a shaful act for a samurai.

But soon he was no longer a samurai anymore, for Katrina, seeing the tide turn, changed the direction of her kick at the last mont, directly slicing through his throat.

While several exchanges had already taken place, in reality, all this happened in less than ten seconds. In such a brief ti, Japan had already lost a mber.

Though Katrina landed the final blow, the undisputed MVP of this round of fighting was Li Ang. Had he not initially withstood the charge of "mountain of at" Yoshimura, the ones lying dead could have been them.