Bai Zihe was utterly calm.
His gaze remained fixed on the Immortal Dragon Fruit.
As long as this item wasn't moved, no matter how many people from the Ying country came, they were just fodder.
The next second.
A master from the Ying country surged towards Bai Zihe.
His breath was long and flowing like a great river, and his punch descended like a mountain. The resultant gust of wind sent many around him toppling.
He was actually a Grandmaster.
"Die!"
Just as he was about to smash his fist into Bai Zihe's face.
The Ying country master's face contorted into a cold, sinister smile, arrogant, ferocious, and bloodthirsty.
"Slap!"
Just as his fist was about to connect with Bai Zihe's chest, Bai Zihe raised his hand and slapped the Ying country master across the face.
The crisp sound echoed throughout the venue.
The Ying country master was immediately sent flying back, his speed ten times greater than when he arrived.
Blood sprayed in mid-air, forming a long crimson line, carrying a stench that filled the entire auction house.
"Bang!"
Finally, the Ying country master crashed into the wall. The immense impact caused a ripple of flesh on his face, and he died on the spot.
This one slap instantly killed a Grandmaster!
However, Bai Zihe's might did not intimidate the Ying country masters; instead, it ignited the ferocity in their bones.
"Swish!"
"Thump-thump!"
"Rustle!"
All the Ying country masters moved faster.
In the blink of an eye, three more closed in on Bai Zihe.
One lunged directly at Bai Zihe's eyes.
One thrust his samurai sword towards Bai Zihe's heart.
One kicked towards Bai Zihe's groin.
All three attacks came simultaneously, incredibly vicious.
"Go to hell!"
"Bai Zihe, you should be on your way out!"
"To die on the territory of our Ying country is your rightful end!"
They roared ferociously, their killing intent soaring.
"Boom!"
Bai Zihe calmly unleashed a palm strike.
This palm strike… descended with the force of overturning mountains and crushing the earth.
Before it even reached the three of them, the fierce gale felt like a knife cutting their faces, causing them to feel a great sense of dread.
But their moves were already committed, and they could only meet the attack head-on.
"Boom——"
Upon contact, the three were sent flying by the boundless palm force, following the path of the previous Ying country master.
Afterward.
Bai Zihe kept his left hand behind his back and used his right hand to fend off attacks.
He walked leisurely through the horde of Ying country masters, steadily advancing towards Kitajima Yamano.
One came, one died.
A pair came, a pair died.
No one could contend, no one could block!
In about ten seconds, half of the Ying country masters were annihilated by Bai Zihe.
Kitajima Yamano finally felt fear.
Only then did he understand what a terrifying existence Bai Zihe was.
He immediately grabbed the Immortal Dragon Fruit and prepared to flee.
"Trying to run?"
Seeing his action, a glint of ferocity flashed in Bai Zihe's eyes.
Towards the Ying country people…
Bai Zihe showed no mercy, no pity.
Pity was for God, or rather, for Amaterasu.
What Bai Zihe intended to do was send them to meet that Amaterasu!
"Boom!"
This time, Bai Zihe unleashed a tenth of his strength!
The vast palm wind instantly swept through the entire Yamato Auction House, causing it to sway. Fortunately, the bidders, sensing danger, had already fled.
Otherwise, this one palm strike would have taken at least seventy to eighty percent of them.
But even so.
The invincible palm energy swept away the remaining Ying country masters in the blink of an eye. Even if one or two survived, they collapsed on the spot, unable to get up.
Then.
Bai Zihe flickered and appeared before Kitajima Yamano, grasping his neck.
Kitajima Yamano was completely lost.
"Ugh, gurgle…"
He opened his mouth, frantically working his throat, trying to say something.
"Stop!"
"Great Xia person, let him go!"
"Great Xia person…"
Dozens of Bear country soldiers suddenly burst into the auction house.
Leading them was a giant man over two meters tall. Seeing Bai Zihe about to act against Kitajima Yamano, he immediately drew his pistol and aimed it at Bai Zihe.
He was Mo Qihe's bodyguard commander, Anthony.
Anthony's actions.
The other Bear country soldiers also raised their guns and aimed at Bai Zihe.
Ordinary soldiers…
Bai Zihe didn't even bother to look at them.
He merely glanced indifferently, then tightened his grip, twisting off Kitajima Yamano's head and taking the Immortal Dragon Fruit.
Anthony was enraged and ordered them to fire.
"Da da da!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"..."
The large auction hall was instantly engulfed by torrents of fire.
A cold light flashed across Bai Zihe's face.
"Boom!"
He unleashed a palm strike. All the bullets curved in mid-air and returned along their original trajectory at even greater speed.
"Ahhh…"
"Ugh…"
Suddenly, screams of all sorts echoed throughout the auction house.
The Bear country soldiers were all knocked down by Bai Zihe, leaving only Anthony, the lone commander, in a panic.
"Swish!"
Bai Zihe flashed forward and twisted off Anthony's gun-holding arm: "None of those who point a gun at me leave unharmed."
"This time, I'll only take your arm."
"Next time…"
Bai Zihe grinned, his smile as chilling as ice in Anthony's eyes: "You can prepare to ascend to meet Jesus!"
With that, Bai Zihe threw him aside and strode out of the auction house.
"Rustle!"
As soon as he stepped out, countless assassins surrounded him.
Each of these individuals stood over 1.9 meters tall, and their presence alone seemed to isolate Bai Zihe from the outside world.
Their pressure was immense, and their killing intent filled the air!