I am Peerless Mad

Chapter 348 One Against Three

The old assassin was a veteran of the assassin world, known for his speed.

Under the cover of night, he flickered like a ghost and lunged at Jiang Wuming, his dagger rising in a smooth motion, aiming for Jiang Wuming's chest.

Fast, accurate, and fierce.

The old assassin was like a venomous snake; he struck only when it mattered, and his strikes were fatal.

Whoosh!

A sharp whistling sound pierced the air as the sharp dagger, like a streak of white light, moved at extreme speed.

Facing the old assassin's swift assassination attempt, Jiang Wuming took a step back, his body twisting like a spiral, causing the old assassin's thrust to miss.

Swish!

As if anticipating Jiang Wuming's dodge, the old assassin, after his thrust went wide, transitioned smoothly from a thrust to a slash, his sharp dagger sweeping towards Jiang Wuming's neck.

The old assassin had predicted Jiang Wuming, and Jiang Wuming had simultaneously predicted the old assassin's prediction. He foresaw the old assassin changing tactics, but remained calm, standing his ground and leaning back slightly.

The sharp dagger brushed past Jiang Wuming's neck, five centimeters away. The gust of wind was like the biting cold of a winter wind carrying snowflakes, chilling to the bone.

Jiang Wuming elegantly evaded the old assassin's slash.

With his thrust missing, the old assassin's body, carried by momentum, continued to surge forward.

At the same time, the burly American assassin and the female assassin arrived beside Jiang Wuming like the wind.

The burly assassin swung his iron fist, aiming a punch at Jiang Wuming's head.

He was a rare assassin who excelled in strength, accustomed to crushing his targets with brute force, reducing them to a pulp.

As he unleashed his punch, his aura surged to its peak. His right arm instantly thickened, and true qi emanated from his iron fist. Wherever it passed, the air exploded with terrifying force.

Facing the American assassin's terrifying punch, Jiang Wuming did not choose to dodge as he had before. Instead, he met the attack head-on with his own fist.

In an instant, Jiang Wuming's internal organs and bones resonated, his entire being resembling an enraged ancient Buddha.

The Buddha's wrath burned all.

Buddhism, the Vajra Fist!

Jiang Wuming unleashed the Vajra Fist, renowned for its ferocity in Buddhism, striking the American assassin's fist, a direct confrontation!

"You're asking for death!"

Seeing Jiang Wuming daring to clash with him directly, the American assassin's face contorted into a cold sneer. He felt as if he could already see Jiang Wuming's right hand shattering from the impact.

He had absolute confidence in his strength. Few dared to meet him head-on in the one-star Battle God realm.

How could Jiang Wuming, merely a nine-star martial artist, withstand his iron fist?

Bang!

Crack!

In the next moment, the sounds of the iron fist collision and bone cracking rang out almost simultaneously.

The sneer on the American assassin's face froze instantly!

For the scene he had envisioned did not materialize. Instead, his right fist throbbed with excruciating pain. His hand bones had cracked, becoming a bloody mess.

Concurrently, a terrifying recoil sent his blood and qi churning within him, launching him backward as if he had been struck by an explosion!

He, who was known for his strength, was sent flying by a single punch from Jiang Wuming!

Just then...

The female assassin appeared to Jiang Wuming's right, her leg whipping towards Jiang Wuming's right ankle.

Hailing from Southeast Asia, she practiced ancient Muay Thai, excelling in leg techniques, and had once kicked through countless coconut tree trunks.

With the power of her kick, let alone flesh and blood, even a rock would be smashed to pieces!

Jiang Wuming retreated his right foot, evading the female assassin's fierce kick. Then, his left leg shot up like a whip, striking towards the female assassin's waist.

Bang!

The female assassin, having just repelled the American assassin, did not expect Jiang Wuming to not only evade her attack but also counter-attack while dodging. Caught off guard, she was directly hit by Jiang Wuming's kick.

Although she managed to mobilize her true qi to protect her waist in the critical moment, she was still sent flying. Her right kidney was fractured by the impact, and her right side felt a searing pain.

However—

Despite her attack backfiring and resulting in injury, the female assassin's face displayed a chilling smile as she was kicked away.

Because she clearly saw the old assassin, like a phantom, appearing behind Jiang Wuming, his sharp dagger piercing towards Jiang Wuming's back.

It had to be said that the old assassin had embodied the essence of an assassin, timing his strike perfectly, leaving Jiang Wuming no chance to evade.

In that critical moment, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, Jiang Wuming spun around abruptly. A white light flashed in his eyes, and terrifying mental power surged forth like a broken dam, crashing into the old assassin's mind.

Instantly, the old assassin felt Jiang Wuming appear within his mental world, unleashing a punch as if to shatter his mental realm. A stinging pain shot through his head, his consciousness momentarily flickered, and his assassination attack slowed.

A clash between masters is decided in an instant!

During the old assassin's momentary daze, Jiang Wuming stepped forward, sidestepping the dagger while raising both hands, instantly clamping onto the old assassin's right arm, and then twisting them like a millstone!

Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking bone echoed. The old assassin's right arm snapped into three segments, blood splattering.

After wrenching the old assassin's right arm, Jiang Wuming did not pause. He violently shrugged his right shoulder, forcefully slamming into the old assassin who was now within striking distance.

Bang!

Crack!

A dull thud and the sound of cracking bone rang out again.

The old assassin's chest was violently struck by Jiang Wuming's right shoulder. His ribs snapped, and he was sent flying through the air.

"Pfft—"

As the old assassin flew into the air, his severed right arm and chest were a bloody mess. He coughed up blood, which contained fragments of internal organs.

Not only was his right arm severed and his ribs shattered, but his internal organs were also crushed. He was clearly beyond saving!

In mid-air, the old assassin's face instantly turned as pale as paper. His gaze towards Jiang Wuming was filled with disbelief!

He could not fathom how, under the combined assault of two fellow assassins, he had been so severely wounded by Jiang Wuming within mere moments, leaving him on the brink of death.

"Ugh..."

The American assassin and the female assassin stared at the scene with expressions of utter disbelief!

At that moment, after stabilizing themselves, neither continued their attack. Instead, they stared wide-eyed at Jiang Wuming, their faces a mask of incredulity, as if asking: How could he possibly be this strong?

Bang!

A dull thud was their only response.

The old assassin's body slammed heavily onto the ground. He twitched for a moment, spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then lay still.

Facing the combined assault of three assassins, Jiang Wuming had easily diffused it and, with thunderous speed, killed the old assassin!

Dead?

Witnessing this, the American assassin and the female assassin felt a jolt in their hearts, their shock deepening!

Beyond their shock, the American assassin and the female assassin exchanged a glance. Without a word, they turned and fled.

At this moment, they resolutely abandoned the mission and chose to flee for their lives!

Although they did not understand why Jiang Wuming was so outrageously powerful, they both knew that if they, allied with the old assassin, could not kill Jiang Wuming, and instead the old assassin was instantly killed by Jiang Wuming, then the two of them alone would be utterly incapable of killing Jiang Wuming. Instead, they would join the old assassin on the road to the Yellow Springs!

"Did I allow you to leave?"

Jiang Wuming let out a cold snort, his figure like lightning, lunging directly at the female assassin who was closer to him!

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