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John Wick was thrown into disorientation by an invisible blast of air, slipping into a half-conscious state. As he tumbled across the ground, he had no idea what had hit him—but he did see a group of people stepping out of vehicles not far away.
Once he steadied himself, Poole immediately flew to John Wick's side, his eyes locked onto Madame Gao. Since arriving on Earth, he had never encountered a truly formidable opponent. This was the first time someone had forcibly knocked him out of his transformed state.
Master Smith had warned him that this world was not simple—but Poole had never imagined there were truly masters like this.
Madame Gao's gaze shifted to Poole, a trace of curiosity flashing in her eyes. That blue, cat-like creature had just turned into a hammer—did it possess some kind of transformation technique?
Strong, yet unremarkable in appearance.
She then turned her attention to John Wick, waved her hand, and said calmly:
"Capture them alive."
Xin rushed forward with several ninjas. Knowing he was no match for Madame Gao, Poole activated his transformation technique, turning into a winged dragon. He grabbed John Wick, preparing to fly away—
—but just a few meters off the ground, another invisible attack struck. The transformation was forcibly broken.
Bang!
Both of them slammed back onto the ground. John Wick even ended up with claw marks across his face.
Murakami observed the scene and said with interest:
"Fascinating alchemy. That unknown creature is quite unusual."
The Gambler added:
"It seems this trip is yielding far more than we expected."
Poole shouted urgently:
"John—run!"
Sowande exclaimed in shock:
"It can speak? Is it some kind of magical creature?"
Seeing Poole still attempting to resist, Madame Gao suppressed him with Kunlun chi, pinning him in place and rendering him unable to move.
At the same time, Xin led his men toward John Wick, preparing to seize him. John immediately fought back—surrender was never an option.
Though unarmed, John Wick's close-quarters combat skills were formidable. Even at a disadvantage, he managed to hold them off for a short while.
In the next instant, a gas grenade fell from the sky and struck directly beside Madame Gao.
Boom!
A blinding flash and a cloud of dust engulfed the area. The suppression on Poole instantly vanished.
He looked toward the newcomer and shouted excitedly:
"Mr. Smith!"
Smith Doyle descended between both sides and turned to Poole behind him.
"Poole—are you hurt?"
Poole shook his head.
"Master, I'm fine. But be careful of that old woman. Her attacks are invisible—no traces at all."
Smith nodded.
"Poole, go help John."
At this moment, John Wick had been beaten to the brink of death by Xin and the others. If Madame Gao hadn't ordered him captured alive, he would already be dead.
Seeing this, Poole charged forward without hesitation, joining the fight to rescue John Wick.
As the smoke cleared, a massive crater appeared where Madame Gao had been standing. Severed limbs and blood were scattered across the ground.
The two guards beside her had failed to evade the blast and were killed instantly. Madame Gao herself barely escaped—her cane shattered, revealing a concealed sword within.
Smith Doyle wasn't surprised that she had survived. After all, they were elders of Kunlun. Even without peak training, dying outright from a single gas grenade wasn't guaranteed.
Though unsurprised, Smith folded his arms proudly and said:
"Madame Gao, surviving my attack is something you'll be bragging about in hell."
The other four members of the Five Fingers quickly gathered around her, their expressions grim. They had seen the attack clearly.
The young man before them wielded power far beyond that of grenades—perhaps even rocket launchers wouldn't leave such a massive crater. Without defenses, they would have been blown to pieces.
Madame Gao said solemnly:
"Smith Doyle is fully qualified to become the new leader of the Assassin Alliance."
"You must have swallowed a Dragon Ball."
She believed Smith Doyle's extraordinary strength could only have come from consuming a Dragon Ball.
The five immediately assumed battle stances, activating Kunlun chi. Murakami even drew his katana, ready to strike at any moment.
Smith Doyle sneered.
Swallowed a Dragon Ball? Did she think he was some kind of demon dragon?
Smith lightly tapped his combat power detector. Numerical values instantly appeared before his eyes as their combat power slowly rose and stabilized.
Alexandra: 45Bakuto: 43Madame Gao: 50Sowande: 44Murakami: 42
Seeing these numbers, Smith was genuinely surprised. Kunlun chi truly lived up to its reputation—those lucky enough could reach such levels.
And yet, when luck failed, bullets could still pierce their bodies—meaning their raw physical strength alone barely exceeded nine points. Such high values could only be achieved through Kunlun chi.
"The feud between the Assassin Alliance and the Hand ends today!"
Madame Gao ordered the remaining Hand elites to surround John Wick and the blue creature. Their five masters would personally handle Smith.
Smith raised his palm. A gas grenade rapidly condensed in his hand and shot toward the five standing shoulder to shoulder.
"Hahaha—"
He didn't take long to charge it. The energy projectile flew like a wild beast unleashed. This was the Prince's combat style.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seeing Smith repeat the same tactic, Madame Gao immediately shouted:
"Attack with everything you have!"
As the five saw the incoming projectiles, they combined their strength, channeling Kunlun chi to form an extremely dense invisible air wall in front of them.
The first energy blast struck the barrier and detonated violently—but fortunately, it didn't completely break through.
Seeing this, Smith Doyle remained calm. He switched from throwing with both hands to one hand, slightly increasing the charge time.
The gas grenades flew in sequence—still fast, but heavier.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
As Smith intensified his assault, the energy wall was instantly torn apart.
The moment it shattered, all five groaned in pain, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
Smith showed no mercy. He followed up with another barrage of gas grenades.
"Ahhh!"
Five screams rang out as the grenades exploded directly against them, blasting all five bodies into the air.