"Click, click, click."
As the sound rang out, the surrounding lights quickly extinguished, plunging the area into darkness.
Qin Hao's advancing speed began to slow, and he vigilantly surveyed his surroundings.
A strange place, an unfamiliar environment, coupled with enemies that could appear at any moment, made Qin Hao extremely cautious, even with his great confidence in his own strength.
His Black God Suit quickly enveloped his entire body, leaving only his eyes and nostrils exposed, maximizing his defense.
As the lights dimmed, Qin Hao advanced, carefully sensing everything around him.
After moving a hundred meters, a rustling sound began to emerge from the surroundings.
Along with the sound, Qin Hao sensed five figures appearing not far away.
"It seems like it's time for the main course."
Although only five people appeared, Qin Hao could clearly feel that these five were not simple.
The weakest among the five had already reached the advanced Warlord level, and two had even become God of War.
God of War are high-end combatants in any force, and among the billions of people worldwide, God of War are a minority within a minority.
Facing such a combination, Qin Hao also perked up, watching the five approaching figures with full vigilance.
After appearing, the five constantly shifted their positions, advancing rapidly.
Although their speed was fast, they made almost no sound.
It was only because Qin Hao's five senses were far more sensitive than ordinary people's that he was able to detect their presence.
Furthermore, as the five advanced, their formation continuously changed but always remained a cohesive unit.
Even if one side was attacked, the other four could quickly provide support.
"A little interesting, but still lacking."
When the five reached a position about 10 meters from Qin Hao, Qin Hao's figure rapidly vanished from his original spot, reappearing behind the five.
After standing firm, he quickly turned and attacked the person closest to him.
This person had been at the very back of the team, and the others had always revolved around him, clearly indicating that this person was more important, perhaps even a trump card.
"Not good!"
Qin Hao's actions caught the five-person team off guard; the moment Qin Hao disappeared, they quickly converged.
However, their speed was clearly not as fast as Qin Hao's, and as soon as they began to move, Qin Hao's attack arrived.
"Bang, bang, bang."
After three consecutive collision sounds, Qin Hao's figure quickly retreated.
"It's a Psycher Master."
Just as Qin Hao was about to attack, three strikes collided with Qin Hao's blade, barely neutralizing his offensive.
The force of each attack was not strong, but they all possessed the power of an elementary God of War.
Qin Hao had some understanding of Psycher Master; Luo Feng in the original work was a Psycher Master.
In the Elite Training Camp, there were also many Psycher Master.
The bizarre and ubiquitous attacks of Psycher Master are definitely like cheating among martial artists.
Even Qin Hao needed to respond carefully.
However, it was only a matter of being a little more careful.
After all, the Black God Suit's defense ensured that Qin Hao was invincible.
"Interesting," Qin Hao said, then his figure vanished again, reappearing in front of the five-person team, his attacks becoming even faster.
It must be said that the five-person team's coordination was incredibly tacit; even when facing Qin Hao's attacks, they could respond and gradually became more skilled.
They constantly switched between offense and defense; although they couldn't injure Qin Hao, they could achieve a certain degree of self-preservation.
The ability to achieve such a degree was not due to Qin Hao's weakness, but rather the influence of the environment.
Even though Qin Hao's five senses were sharp, fighting in the dark was still somewhat unaccustomed, especially in terms of movement techniques, which were greatly hindered.
In contrast, each member of the Little Japan's five-person team wore night vision equipment, so the darkness had no impact on them whatsoever.
However, as the battle progressed, Qin Hao gradually began to adapt to the rhythm of combat, and the impact of the darkness became smaller and smaller.
His movement techniques changed, every attack around him was completely within Qin Hao's grasp, and his unexpected dodging methods and skilled movement techniques forced the five-person team to adjust their formation.
"Damn it, we can't drag this out any longer; this kid is too strong, we must deal with him quickly."
The Psycher Master from the Little Japan's five-person team jabbered, while simultaneously, a flurry of kunai flew out, mixed with various debris from the damaged surroundings, forming a vortex that directly attacked Qin Hao.
It must be said that every Psycher Master is uniquely gifted and can fight above their level.
The tornado formed by the debris, driven by the four kunai at its core, directly sealed off the space around Qin Hao, leaving him nowhere to hide.
The other four also attacked Qin Hao simultaneously, giving him no room to dodge or breathe.
Facing the impending attack, Qin Hao focused all his attention, wielding his long blade, forming streaks of blade light that transformed into a barrier, enveloping his surroundings.
The moment he was attacked, this barrier seemed to transform into a wall of blades, shattering everything around him.
At the same time, the four Little Japan who had attacked him were also directly repelled.
Three of the advanced Warlord immediately fell to the ground, covered in wounds.
The God of War-level one fared slightly better, but his combat suit was almost completely shattered.
Just as Qin Hao blocked the attack and was preparing to attack again, a sense of crisis arose in Qin Hao's heart, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.
Behind the tornado, a cold glint rapidly attacked Qin Hao's eyes.
Looking at the incoming cold glint, Qin Hao was already too late to dodge.
"Faster, faster, even faster!"
Qin Hao did not panic; the long blade in his hand instinctively slashed out, its speed like Thunderclap, extremely swift.
"Thunderclap!"
The long blade sliced through, forming an afterimage, and the cold glint flying towards Qin Hao was directly cut in half, falling to the ground, revealed to be an extremely fine long needle.
This move was precisely Qin Hao's continuously refined technique, Thunderclap, the fourth stage of the Ninefold Thunderblade's power, sacrificing everything for speed, a move that pushed speed to its absolute limit.
The bizarre nature of the Psycher Master combined with such a minute weapon as a long needle could be said to have brought stealth to its extreme.
The destructive power brought by extreme speed, even if one was a level higher, would be very difficult to deal with.
Moreover, such a move was even hidden behind a major attack, making it unexpected.
"I almost capsized in a ditch."
Qin Hao let out a light breath, no longer holding back in the slightest, his figure flashed and appeared behind the Psycher Master, raising his long blade, and slashing out.
"Bang!" With a huge collision sound, Qin Hao was directly repelled dozens of steps, and the hand holding the blade trembled uncontrollably.
"Who are you?!"
