Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 452 - 307: Desert Clash_2

The Sky Fighter opened the rear hatch and slowed down, allowing Ji Xinghuo to fly into the cabin.

"Director Ye."

Ji Xinghuo’s gaze swept over the people in the cabin and settled on the woman leading them. She appeared to be just over thirty, but she was actually over sixty years old, with delicate and competent features, seemingly like a professional office worker if not for the body-hugging light armor she wore.

She was Ye Tongjun, one of the three deputy directors of the Sword Bureau.

Ji Xinghuo had never had any contact with this deputy director before; he had only heard of her.

Ye Tongjun was a Legendary Second Dan Shadow Warrior, very powerful. She had joined the Sword Bureau at a young age, starting from a novice swordsman, advancing through ranks including Chunjun Swordsman, Sword Captain, Chi Xiao Knight, and Xuanyuan Swordsmen, and had finally climbed her way up to the position of deputy director.

"Xintian." Ye Tongjun didn’t get up but immediately asked, "The item?"

Ji Xinghuo patted his waist pouch, where a spherical shape bulged, but he didn’t take it out.

Ye Tongjun did not request to inspect it and said, "Take a seat."

"Yes."

Ji Xinghuo casually took a seat in an empty spot within the cabin.

Ye Tongjun lightly pressed her earpiece and ordered the pilot ahead, "Accelerate, fly towards the Qaidam Basin."

The Sky Fighter immediately accelerated.

Ji Xinghuo maintained a vigilant expression on his face, not speaking. Apart from the wind-breaking noise coming from outside, there were no other sounds in the cabin.

Among the Sword Bureau’s swordsmen, if they belonged to different sub-bases, they seldom knew each other, and even if they had undertaken missions together, they only knew each other’s code names.

The Sword Team in the cabin was all unfamiliar.

However, Ji Xinghuo was certain that there was no problem with them; they were indeed a genuine Sword Team. He had never seen those two Xuanyuan Swordsmen before. This was not strange, as only the three directors knew exactly how many Xuanyuan Swordsmen were in the Sword Bureau.

Ji Xinghuo took a look at the two men, both of them male Legendary strongmen.

Although one was wearing a wig and had fake eyebrows, his skin lacked any body hair, with all pores closed, clearly he was a Halo Fighter; the other’s professional template could not be determined.

The swordsmen adhered to discipline, not asking anything they weren’t supposed to.

Apart from Ye Tongjun, no one else in the cabin knew who Ji Xinghuo was, nor the nature of the mission they were on.

Everything was normal.

Ji Xinghuo was about to check his phone for messages when Ye Tongjun said, "At this time, we must turn off our phones to preclude being tracked by signal positioning and having our location discovered."

"Yes." Ji Xinghuo promptly turned off his phone.

The fighter was high-speed, having reached Mach 5 after acceleration.

Ji Xinghuo gazed out at the night sky, and where others at an altitude of ten thousand meters could see almost nothing, he could easily determine the approximate position and direction. In just a few minutes, they crossed the Chaka Star Gate, continuing westward.

A moment later.

Beneath them lay the endless expanse of the vast desert, and the pilot reported, "We’ve arrived at the Qaidam Basin."

"Slow down, land." Ye Tongjun immediately ordered.

The Sky Fighter randomly picked a spot in the desert to land, extinguishing its engines, and activated the optical invisibility mode, hiding beneath the veil of night.

Ye Tongjun relaxed her expression and said, "This area around us is uninhabited, and with it being night, it’s safe enough." She looked at Ji Xinghuo, "Now all we have to do is wait for the director’s message."

"Yes." Ji Xinghuo nodded, appearing reluctant to speak any further.

Quietness returned to the cabin, with only the sound of everyone’s breathing.

Time passed by, minute by minute.

Sitting opposite, Ye Tongjun suddenly tilted her head to listen to something, glanced at Ji Xinghuo, then stood up and walked over, "The director has instructed you to hand it over to me."

"What item?" Ji Xinghuo countered.

Ye Tongjun’s brow furrowed, her voice growing firm, "Are you going to defy the director’s orders?"

Her tone suddenly became very stern and quite hostile; the swordsmen in the cabin all cast puzzled glances their way.

"I don’t wish to defy orders, but please let the director give me the instruction personally." Ji Xinghuo also stood up, unyielding.

The two were only three steps apart, the atmosphere tense and poised for confrontation.

The swordsmen all grew anxious.

Ye Tongjun’s eyes were fixed on Ji Xinghuo, her face suddenly breaking into a smile, "Ji Xinghuo, you are very clever, and very strong, but I advise you not to resist, so you won’t have an ugly death."

At these words, the faces of the surrounding swordsmen changed drastically, realizing the danger.

"Director Ye! You..."

The captain of the Sword Team, a Chunjun Swordsman, started to question with a raised voice but suddenly grunted, clutching his throat as he gasped for air and collapsed.

The other swordsmen were pale, following the captain’s lead, dropping to the ground one after another, losing the ability to resist.

"Neurotoxin!"

"There’s poison in the cabin..." the swordsmen cried out in agony.

Ji Xinghuo’s eyes also showed horror, his face pale as if suffocating, and in disbelief pointed at Ye Tongjun, "You dare to betray the Sword Bureau!"

"Heh, you’re still too young..." Ye Tongjun said with an indifferent expression.

A Xuanyuan swordsman standing next to her spoke with a grim face, "Why bother talking so much? Just kill him, take the stuff, and leave. We don’t have much time; we need to get to the Star Gate as soon as possible."

Ye Tongjun swiftly pulled out the gun at her waist.

This gun was very familiar to Ji Xinghuo; it was the "Iron Hammer" he used to use frequently, powerful enough to blow a regular legendary’s head off with a single shot.

"Wait..."

Ji Xinghuo called out, panicked.

But Ye Tongjun didn’t listen at all and aimed directly at his head and fired.

Bang!

Ji Xinghuo felt resigned; the cabin’s odorless neural toxin was potent, and even he didn’t notice when it was released, but he was not afraid of being poisoned because he had the "Light Ring" which meant he didn’t need to breathe, and he used the "True Essence Injection Liquid."

He had originally wanted to pretend to be poisoned to get some words out of Ye Tongjun’s mouth, but she didn’t give him the chance.

Almost simultaneously with the gunshot, Ji Xinghuo’s gaze became clear again, and he moved instantly.

The other three legends also sensed something was wrong.

Ye Tongjun was a Shadow Warrior, a professional template not skilled in shooting, but her archery skill, honed over decades, was exceptionally refined, no less than that of specialist archers like rangers.

However, this close-range shot, practically point-blank, missed.

The cabin wall was pierced through.

As metal fragments flew, Ji Xinghuo stepped to the side and appeared; Ye Tongjun reacted quickly, the gun following like a shadow, aiming again and firing at Ji Xinghuo.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Another five loud gunshots in quick succession.

In one second, Ji Xinghuo rapidly changed directions, dodging left and right with speed so fast it was difficult for the eyes to catch. To Ye Tongjun’s eyes, he left behind a series of afterimages, as if there were five or six Ji Xinghuos in front of her. freewebnøvel.com

But she didn’t hit him even once.

The wall of the cabin behind Ji Xinghuo had a large hole blasted through it; the cold wind from outside rushed in, diluting the poison in the air.

Click.

The "Iron Hammer" had a magazine of only six rounds; Ye Tongjun’s high explosive bullets were spent, the illusions vanish, and only one Ji Xinghuo stood there.

Ye Tongjun’s face was full of shock and disbelief.

With her reflexes and expert marksmanship, the fact she couldn’t hit a target almost on her face was something she never even dreamed of.

Ji Xinghuo gave her a cold smile.

"You’re not poisoned!"

And then Ye Tongjun realized she had been distracted in the fight, retreated rapidly, and tossed aside the Iron Hammer to draw the two short swords at her waist.

She was horrified to find that as she backed away, she had not managed to increase the distance at all.

Ji Xinghuo had already closed in on her.

He threw a punch.

Ji Xinghuo’s right fist, gathering Electric Light Spiral Force, struck not Ye Tongjun, but a shining golden fist.

The wig-wearing legendary Halo Fighter had just in time placed himself in front of Ye Tongjun.

He had activated "Pulse Burst" the moment Ye Tongjun fired, with light energy coursing through his body, he unleashed a Blast Punch.

Boom!

The two fists collided head-on, and countless bolts of electricity exploded.

The Halo Fighter’s entire right arm shattered into dust instantaneously, his wig and fake eyebrows blown off, revealing a shiny bald head. His body flew backward, crashing through the cabin wall and into a sand dune a hundred meters away.

Ji Xinghuo’s Spirit Sword Bracelet fell from his left wrist, infusing spiritual energy into four sword beams that pursued the Halo Fighter, striking him down.

While he himself suddenly fell back, flying out of the cabin.

A loud noise!

The moment Ji Xinghuo left the cabin, a massive rock spike emerged from beneath the desert, piercing through the Sky Fighter.

Ye Tongjun had vanished.

Another legendary fighter was nowhere to be seen; a violent sandstorm whipped up within a few hundred meters.

Only then did Ji Xinghuo realize the profession of that legendary: he was a "Sandstorm Lord," an advanced form of the Earthwalker and Evil Wind Guest."