Chapter 273 - The Shame of Being Called "The Sick Man Of East Asia"

Chapter 273 The Shame of Being Called "The Sick Man Of East Asia"

This time, the corsairs cooperated very well that they made a unified attack. Each ship fired a shell at almost the same time, which gave or took a few seconds. Over a dozen shells were poured to the warship surrounded by them, whistling and dragging hot fire tails.

Pirates on their ships looked at such a dense air strike. There was a hideous grin on each one's face. They could almost imagine the beautiful firework caused by the explosion of the warship on the sea level in the next moment.

However, the next moment, they saw a weird scene instead of a beautiful firework, which made panic and looks of disbelief quickly replaced their grins.

The shells in the air suddenly stopped in the air, seemed to be sucked by magnets. Then they saw someone was suspending in the air.

A human could suspend in the air? Were they dazzled or they had an illusion, like seeing a mirage at sea?

They blinked hard, rubbing their eyes with hands and then opened eyes again. They wanted to confirm again if that was true.

And at the time they opened their eyes again, they only saw the man in the air waved his hand, and all the shells sucked by him were poured to their corsairs, whizzing.

"NO!"

Someone finally came back to earth made a cry of fear. In his shouting, explosions at the sea turned into booms and beautiful fireworks.

However, the fireworks did not bloom on the warship in the encirclement, but on those corsairs.

"Put out the fire."

The corsairs were hit. Some were blasted a hole where seawater immediately surged in, while some were relatively firm that they were not blasted through. However, the shells caused the fire and the fire spread because of sea wind.

The corsairs immediately fell into disorder. Pirates were busy with putting out the fire, running away and retreat. They just found out that they were dealing with someone whose strength was beyond ordinary human. They must escape from this guy, or they would all go to hell.

However, no one could escape. They all had to meet their doom.

The man in the air suddenly slammed down a shadow of a palm. In a boom like a thunder exploded under the sea, waves instantly boiled. It roared like tens of thousands of galloping beast, driving the surges heading for those small ships.

"NO‒!"

The pirates cried desperately, but their cries were swallowed up in an instant. The huge waves swept over all the corsairs and pirates.

...

For about ten minutes later, the sea calmed down. All the corsairs were disappeared. No one knew they were swept onto the seabed or be carried to an unknown distance.

Qin Hao returned to the warship. The sailors were the first time to see Qin Hao walking in the air. They were all stunned.

Bloody Demon King and Shi Bingying were calm for they had already seen it before. Nothing special.

"Xiao Hao, I find these pirates different from ordinary pirates. It seems that they are organized." Being rich in experience, Bloody Demon King noticed the problem at a glance.

Qin Hao nodded, "If I'm not wrong, someone in the capital has leaked our whereabouts."

"Hao, you mean someone in the capital is plotting against us, then are we going back?" Shi Bingying was worried.

"Of course, we should go back. I want to know who dares to plot against us. Does he want to die?" Qin Hao’s eyes revealed his murderous intention. Then he ordered aloud to speed up to return to the capital city.

...

In the capital city, at the Central Plaza of Sunset District, where Sky Group fought the last battle against Dragon Group, there was another battle. This time Sky Group's opponent changed. It was a decisive battle among Sky Group from Hua Xia and the Super-Warriors from the WS and Samurais from Gapan.

This was a morning of the decisive battle between Sky Group and Super-Warrior of the WS. Samurais of the Gapan didn't participate and just be the audience.

It was a bloody battle. Four of the Sky Group (previously, Li Bo was seriously injured by electric shock and could not participate in the following battle) and three martial cultivators led by Chen Feng, which made seven people, were seriously injured, but only three of the Super-Warrior of the WS were down. They had an overwhelming superiority in quantity. It seemed that Sky Group would lose.

In the stands, Li Zhanwu’s face was gray. Without Qin Hao, Sky Group could not withstand a single blow. They only fought with Super-Warriors from the WS and the elites were all down. If Gapan Samurais wanted to challenge them, no one of the Sky Group could fight. It seemed to be only one ending waiting for them‒an utter defeat.

He must find Qin Hao to counterattack, but where was Qin Hao now? He had used all his power but still couldn't find Qin Hao.

He lied his vague hope on Chen Feng who was fighting on the arena at this moment. Chen Feng was forced to go on the stage himself. He wished Chen Feng could buy a little more time for him to find Qin Hao.

However, his last hope quickly fell through. As the Super-Warrior shoot a fierce fireball on Chen Feng and burned his whole body, Chen Feng screamed and fell down the arena. Perhaps they were already experienced, a group of firefighters immediately rushed to Chen Feng to put out the fire and saved Chen Feng from being burned to death.

They saved Chen Feng's life, but they didn't save his face. Fortunately, as long as he and the others were alive, considering their identities, the government would send the best doctors and plastic surgeons for them to do skin transplants on the burned places, so that they could live like normal people.

Watching his last hope falling down, Li Zhanwu’s face twisted hard. He felt his face hot as if he had been burned, too. There were countless people looking at him with disappointment.

At the same time, Li Zhanwu was outraged. He angrily stared at the arrogant and strapping Western man with a hairy chest on the stage.

His name was Locke, the strongest person in the delegation of the WS. It was he who beat Ou Ba (the Bald Head) and Nie Jingshan in sequence. Even Liu Yan, the strongest member of Sky Group, was defeated by him.

Now, Chen Feng’s failure completely ended this decisive battle. If no one in Sky Group could fight, they could do nothing but give up.

"Is there anyone of Sky Group coming up?" Locke yelled on the stage. His huge blue eyes rolled, looking at every face of Huaxia people under the stage. "Haha, no answer? The Sky Group is a group of junkies. I am now challenging to all the martial cultivators in Huaxia. No matter who you are, you can come to fight with me. Is there anyone wants to fight against me?”

His voice rolled through the audience like a thunder. All the Huaxia people at the scene were full of anger, but they were helpless because Locke's strength was so mighty.

"Haha, nobody comes up? Or you are afraid to come up? Well, I'll challenge all of you in Huaxia. I will let you come on together!”

He was so arrogant and rampant.

In fact, at this moment, he could ask the host to announce the result of this game: the WS won and Huaxia lost.

But he didn't as if he had not fought enough. In fact, he was going to completely crush Huaxia and insult Huaxia, letting Huaxia suffer shame. This shame was given by him, Locke. He wanted to let the whole Huaxia tremble at his feet.

Moreover, everyone knew that this three-country battle would be broadcast through TV and website videos sooner or later. At that time, billions of people around the world could see the power of Locke and the WS, and the weak and incompetent of Huaxia. Huaxia could only live in the shadows and insults of the country.

Under the arena, the Huaxia warriors held their fists, staring at Locke on the stage with flames of rage. They almost rushed on the stage to beat Locke, tearing him into pieces. However,...Their fear of Locke overwhelmed their anger. No one went on the stage.

"Oh, hahaha, it turns out that the Huaxia warriors are a group of junkies who are afraid of death. Years ago, you were called the Sick Man of East Asia. Now, this appellation is still suitable for you. The Sick Man of East Asia, haha. It’s really suitable, haha... ”

In Locke’s insulting wild smile, the audience from the WS and Gapan also showed a sardonic and self-satisfied smile.

Besides the huge stigma, Huaxia audience's anger in their hearts was completely ignited.

Just now they were afraid of death, but then, in the face of the words "Sick Man of East Asia", they no longer feared death.

What were the four words of "Sick man of East Asia" mean? That was a national shame which lasted for a hundred years.

Many years ago, many Huaxia heroes bled and devoted their lives in order to prove to the world that Huaxia people were not Sick Man of East Asia.

The shame of these words was finally washed up due to the efforts of countless Huaxia heroes and heroines at the expense of the blood and life of countless people.

However, the same shame returned today. As a member of Huaxia, how could one endure it just because he was afraid of death? Were today's Huaxia people worse than their predecessors?

No, today's Huaxia people would not allow such a shame to reappear.

"I'll fight with you!"

With a roar, a figure jumped onto the high platform, and without saying anything, his angry punch directly stroke to Locke.

A cold and cruel smile flashed on Locke’s face. His hand waved, and a fierce fire rushed at the fist. The man swiftly evaded the fire, but suddenly, did not know what Locke did, in a flapping sound, he was kindled, and the flame ran over him in a second.

"Ah‒"

Fierce screams accompanied by the distorting figure in the fire made people watching under the stage panic and changed their faces.

However, this did not stop those angry warriors. They ignored the cruel scene and jumped on the platform, rushing toward Locke one after one.

The following battle was bloody, cruel and tragic.

On the arena, people rushed up and then turned into fireballs, screaming and roaring on the stage.

Looking at people constantly rushing up, Locke also lost patience. His next shot was a sea of flame which swallowed the whole arena.

Anyone who rushed into the sea of fire would be terminated by him.

Blood covered the arena.

"Enough, enough! Stop rushing on! Stop!” I, Zhanwu, finally could not bear such a tragedy.

He stood up and let out a heartbreaking cry, "Qin Hao, Qin Hao, where the hell have you been!? Where are you!?"