I became the sun god.

Chapter 153 The tiger descends the mountain and rampages across Kyoto

"Is this the power of a samurai?"

"But... aren't all samurai liars?"

There was a surge of lightning all over his body, and all the scenery was retreating quickly, Fei Cunyan's eyes widened.

Is this the power a human being can have?

If yes, why have I never seen it?
"Ah…"

Miyamoto Chuan chuckled lightly:
"Yes, this is the power of a samurai."

"A power that originated from the gods on the plateau, but was mastered by humans."

"Those wine bags and rice bags that don't even have breathing methods are worthy of being called warriors?"

After all, it was the protagonist he had chosen. Qin Ran patiently brainwashed him and told him the origin of his extraordinary power.

Extraordinary power is derived from the imitation of gods by humans.

The source of all greatness is still the gods.

And if you want to practice extraordinary power, the breathing method Qin Ran mentioned is very important.

Of course, what is more important than the breathing method is the foundation of practice - the visualization map!

Qin Ran won't talk to Fei Cunyan about these things.

After all, he is now a taciturn middle-aged warrior, not a persuasive martial arts teacher.

Just after disclosing this information, Miyamoto Chuan kept silent.

But even this information is enough to shatter Fei Cunyan's three views.

The gods on the plateau?
As a young man at the bottom of society who only lives to live every day, Fei Cunyan never believes in the existence of gods.

Because if there is a god, why is the world still so unfair to him?

In Fei Cunyan's heart, the injustice of fate needs to be broken by himself.

But now?

The samurai uncle, who is as powerful as a god, actually told himself the existence of Gao Tianyuan and the gods.

Even the power he possesses comes from the power of the gods.

But...how on earth should I obtain power from the gods?

Experienced the despair of powerlessness, Himurayan thirsts for power more than anyone else.

As the samurai uncle said, only with great power can one truly control one's own destiny.

"Boy, where are they?"

Just when Fei Cunyan's mind was in chaos, Miyamoto Chuan's voice as cold as a sword sounded.

"A building in the most prosperous place in Kyoto."

"There are bars and karaoke bars below, and their lair above."

"Uncle...Will it be inconvenient there?"

Fei Cunyan blurted out subconsciously.

But after he finished speaking, he became a little nervous.

Since there has never been a strong man like Uncle in the real world, they must have been hiding in the dark all the time, and even reached some kind of tacit agreement with the authorities, right?

Under such circumstances, the troubled nightclub building is undoubtedly a very bad target.

There are too many people there, so many that it is difficult for the uncle to hide.

"inconvenient?"

"Boy, you think too much."

"The aura has begun to recover, and the great world is coming, so what if the world is paying attention?"

"As a samurai, you must have a sword heart that cuts through everything."

Miyamotogawa said in a low voice, not caring about the so-called inconvenience at all.

"The heart of the sword that cuts through everything?"

"Can the so-called fate be broken?"

Fei Cunyan muttered to himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter:

"I... want to be a samurai!"

"I want to cut through fate, I want to protect my sister, I want to have that kind of sword heart."

"The sword heart that belongs to me, Feicun Yan - Feicun Kenshin!"

Beep beep!

Fei Cunyan found his goal in his heart.

And at this moment, dense car horns sounded suddenly, and neon lights illuminated the world.

Downtown is here.

Miyamotogawa, who was covered in wind and thunder, grabbed Fei Cunyan's immature palm and rushed like a tiger descending the mountain.

A large number of vehicles and pedestrians were completely overwhelmed by the Miyamoto samurai.

Accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, Miyamoto Chuan directly became the most beautiful cub on the street.

The power of Fenglei is too overbearing!

For ordinary people, the Miyamoto River at this moment is like a moving natural disaster.

Amidst the entanglement of wind and thunder, the place where Miyamoto River passed was full of roaring sounds.

Under his frightening speed, the air was torn out into a white wave.

Fenglei was like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, advancing forward indomitably, and a large number of car windows shattered as it passed.

This kind of movement directly paralyzed the bustling streets of Kyoto.

Amidst the rapid and dense sound of car alarms, countless people looked at the two figures.

"Nani! What's that!"

"Like a samurai running?"

"Are you kidding me, how can humans run so fast?"

"The wind and thunder are all around him. Is this some kind of movie special effect?"

With the howling wind, many people felt their hair stand on end.

But they don't care about this change at all.

Because the warrior who was entangled by wind and thunder really refreshed their three views.

Can this thing really exist in the real world?
"Is this a samurai?"

"Can a real samurai possess such power?"

"I feel that I may be living in a dream, but I am willing to have such a dream, and I have decided that I want to become a samurai."

"Look! They seem to be heading towards the Neon Building!"

"Call the police!"

Some people don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, some people become excited, and some people call the police immediately.

But no matter what, Miyamotogawa, who was rampant, directly detonated Kyoto on this night.

You know, this is an era of technological prosperity, and there are countless channels for the dissemination of information.

Almost without waiting for the Metropolitan Police Department to complete the procedure, a lot of news about Miyamotogawa has already appeared on the Internet.

"A powerful samurai appears on the streets of Kyoto!"

"A samurai who controls wind and thunder with his body, what is this world like?"

"Live: Anime protagonists appear in Kyoto!"

A lot of similar information appeared on the Internet, which made many Fusang people pay attention to this matter.

Even because of the dissemination of information, many media newspapers are also moved.

The most exaggerated thing is that a newspaper directly dispatched a helicopter.

Rumble

Accompanied by the roar of the helicopter, the delicate-faced host carefully held the helicopter door.

The host holding the microphone explained in a rather excited tone:
"Good evening, audience friends, we are currently in the sky above the streets of Kyoto."

"The news circulating on the Internet must have been seen by everyone."

"As the oldest newspaper in Kyoto, we have the responsibility to bring you first-hand information."

"What is the truth?"

"Whether it's a prank or something else, this station will reveal it to you immediately."

"coming!"

The hostess finished her lines quickly, and before finishing her makeup, she keenly noticed Tokyo in the distance.

On the busy street, a figure came entwined with lightning.

The strong wind raged around him, causing dust to fly and glass to shatter wherever he passed.

It's as if... a lightning sword pierced through this street.

"Ok?"

Miyamoto Chuan, who was running wildly on the ground, felt something, and subconsciously glanced at the sky.

The eyes that contained extraordinary power directly locked on the hostess.

"Yigu!"

Locked by Miyamotogawa's eyes, the hostess pinched her thigh immediately.

Ah!
What an impact!

Just looking at it makes me feel hot all over!
This is the real man!

(End of this chapter)