Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 160 Acting as a God
"What's the matter, Wu Gensheng? You just did something for your brothers, and you're so impatient to use their heads to become famous?"

"That's not true, my brother Wu. I'm just a messenger. This time I'm just a witness with Brother Yuan to see how the fight between you and Brother Lin ends. You guys just pretend we don't exist and do what needs to be done."

"Okay, Wu Gensheng, go find a place to hide with Yuan Jingui. When the real fight breaks out, fists, feet, swords and knives won't have eyes. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"Okay, Brother Lin, you guys go ahead and do your work. Brother Yuan and I will leave first."

In the dense forest, Quan Xing, who was the first to leave the Kwantung Army as a guerrilla, did not rush to Fengtian City immediately. Instead, he was stopped by other disciples of Quan Xing less than ten miles away from Fengtian City.

"What, Lin Jian, are you planning to die with us?"

"You are unhappy with those noble and upright sects, and I am unhappy with them too, but we are even more unhappy with the Japanese. Is that a problem? If you want to join the Japanese in causing trouble for those noble and upright sects in Fengtian City, that's your business. If we want to do the same as those noble and upright sects in Fengtian City, that's our business. Since we have come together, let's fight it out. Regardless of life or death, after all, our quarrel will not affect the attitude between the noble and upright sects and our Quan Xing in the future, so why not do it?"

"Fuck, just because you want to have some fun?"

"Don't you want to have some fun too?"

"Okay, let's see who's better!"

Everything that needs to be said has been said. Because of the fight between Fengtian City and the Japanese aliens, the Quanxing disciples who were divided into two groups started fighting in a forest less than ten miles away from Fengtian City. There was no so-called fellow-disciple friendship between them. Every move was ruthless, and they were willing to exchange their lives for the lives of the other side.

Wu Gensheng, who had hidden in a high place early, was watching the deadly fight between the two groups of Quanxing disciples below with Yuan Jingui beside him and an old woman with a cane.

Wu Gensheng didn't have too many emotional fluctuations. As mentioned before, he was just a questioner for Quan Xing. Quan Xing wanted to know whether the conflict between Fengtian City and the Japanese aliens was a trap set for them. He went to Fengtian City to ask, and Wang Yi gave him a negative answer.

Wang Yi also passed a message to Quan Xing through Wu Gensheng, giving three choices: either have fun with the Japanese, or go find trouble with the Japanese with us, or just stand aside and watch us have fun with the Japanese.

The three choices naturally divided the Quan Xing people who were paying attention to this incident into three groups. One group was the Quan Xing group who took the initiative to contact the Kwantung Army and served as the vanguard and guerrillas; one group was the Quan Xing group who wanted to cause trouble for the Japanese; and then there were the people who were just watching the fun, led by Wu Gensheng.

Wu Gensheng did not exaggerate what Wang Yi wanted to say, and Quan Xing itself was a gathering place for people from all over the world who came to watch the fun and join in the fun, so it was natural that this scene would occur.

Wu Gensheng didn't think that he had done anything earth-shattering. The choice was in the hands of these Quanxing disciples. It was they who made the choice, not him, Wu Gensheng, or Wang Yi.

Yuan Jingui, who had a rift with Wang Yi and had his cultivation level drop due to Wang Yi taking away a magic weapon, looked at the two groups of Quanxing disciples fighting below. His eyes twitched and he turned his head to look at the two groups of Quanxing disciples fighting below. He was neither sad nor happy at this moment, without any emotional fluctuations. He just looked at the two groups of Quanxing disciples fighting to the death below with the eyes of a straw dog, and cursed angrily.

"Damn Wang Yi, he made us all fight among ourselves with just a few words. Wu Gensheng, what you did is called humane! Just let Wang Yi make us all fight among ourselves?!"

"Oh, Brother Yuan, you just make me confused. When did Quan Xing ever do anything wrong? Moreover, when did Quan Xing have a rule against infighting? Wang Yi just asked me to pass on a message, and I delivered it. Brother Wu and Brother Lin just made their own choices. What does it have to do with me? Aren't you just watching the fun on the mountain like me? Don't you agree, Mother Wu?"

Yuan Jingui was speechless after being rebuked by Wu Gensheng, because as a spectator, he could not find any argument to refute Wu Gensheng's words. Behind them, the old lady Wu Mama from Quanxing, who was leaning on a cane and watching the internal fight between the Quanxing kids below, did not say much, but just watched this fight to the death between their Quanxing disciples like Wu Gensheng.

The perspective turns back to Fengtian City. This deadly fight between the Quanxing disciples in the dense forest less than ten miles away from Fengtian City did not affect the prosperity of Fengtian City at this time.

During the period when the old marshal was ill, the generals of the Fengtian Army who had returned from the interior of the country and the generals of the Fengtian Army who were stationed outside the Great Wall had all come to the Marshal's Mansion to visit the old marshal. The old marshal had been forced to meet them one by one, but they all left one after another. On June 21st, they all rushed to Fengtian from their own garrisons with their troops.

The Fengtian City, which was originally under martial law when the assistant commander temporarily took over the Fengtian military power, became lively with the arrival of these Fengtian Army commanders and important figures. However, every Fengtian Army figure who passed through the Fengtian city gate could see the dozens of human heads hanging on the gate that were beginning to dry, and no one knew what they were thinking.

It was just that this intentional or unintentional release also gave those Japanese ronin and the gathered Japanese aliens, and those Qing nobles who wanted to restore their country and chose to cooperate with the Kwantung Army the opportunity to enter Fengtian City. Or it could be said that this was also done intentionally by the old marshal, not giving them the opportunity, and it would be difficult for them to sneak into Fengtian City quietly.

Their every move was noticed by Chen Zhen, the owner of Songhelou, the Fengtian branch of Jianghu Inn. Looking at the unfamiliar faces that repeatedly appeared on the streets of Fengtian, Chen Zhen also called a waiter.

"Go and inform those people in the Marshal's Mansion that the guests have arrived."

"Yes."

After the waiter left, Chen Zhen watched the setting sun in the attic, and returned to his room. In his room, there was a picture of his mentor Huo Yuanjia and a big word "忍". "Master, it is only now that I understand why you wrote that word. The country is poor and weak, warlords are fighting, and the great powers are surrounding us. If you don't endure, you may not even have a place to stand. But I have endured enough and seen through it. No matter how much I endure and give in, I can't get the great powers to give in. It will only make them more aggressive. The only way now is to fight, to create a bright and clear world and a future. Back then, your punches were fast and fierce, but you couldn't fight. Now, let your disciple help you hit back with these fast and fierce punches, so that these Japanese can feel what pain and fear are!"

After saying that, Chen Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground and began to adjust his physical condition to the best, ready to take action at any time.

At the Marshal's Mansion, as it opened its doors to welcome guests, the entire mansion became extremely lively. One by one, the Fengtian Army generals came in with gifts as their names were called out by the servants, giving Wang Yi and his men a glimpse of the grand scene.

At this moment, the waiter from Songhelou also came out from the side door and informed Wang Yi and others of the information.

"Thank Shopkeeper Chen for me. Brother Gao, their appetizers have been served. Isn't it time for us to send someone to receive them?"

Nodding, Wang Yi looked at Gao Jin beside him, and Gao Jin also nodded.

"Let my cousin go, his methods are most suitable for dealing with these Japanese ronin."

Gao Jin left, and Zhang Zhiwei came over and looked at Gao Jin as he left. He then said, "This is the first time I've seen four families join forces. His cousin Gao Fei's methods are not simple."

"Okay, stop showing off your thousand-year heritage at Mount Longhu. Just say no."

"Acting as a god, this is another skill of his cousin Gao Fei."

Acting as a god is also called singing and performing. In ancient times, singers and performers were regarded as people who could communicate with gods. They used sweet voices to please gods, which was called singing. When necessary, they would use their best skills to act as gods, transform themselves into gods, and perform with their lives, thus obtaining the many supernatural powers that were attributed to gods by all living beings.

As one of the four famous families, the Gao family, like the Lu family, passed down family traditions. All the children in the family learned various skills, which were only passed on to outsiders and not to family members.

Gao Jin's cousin, whose name is Gao Fei, learned the external skills of Xingyi Bagua from the Gong family, and his internal skills are the method of Wu Actor performing arts.

There is only one god he played, that is, one of the four generals of the Southern Song Dynasty who fought against the Jin Dynasty and made too many people feel sad in history, Yue Fei, Yue Pengju, and Yue Wumu!
Because this Gao family member named Gao Fei has the same name as Prince Yue, his first name is Fei and his courtesy name is Pengju.

As he was talking, Gao Jin's cousin named Gao Fei was already walking like a dragon and a tiger, dressed like an old Peking Opera warrior. With the red rouge applied, it was hard to tell whether the face under the mask was his real self.

The fact that Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei, who had the highest level of cultivation at the time, could feel dazed and stunned was enough to prove that Gao Fei, a descendant of the Gao family, had great attainments in the art of acting as a god.

"Brother Jin, I'm going too~"

Gao Fei, who was already in a state of acting ecstasy at the moment, spoke in an operatic voice, nodded to everyone, and walked towards the door of the Marshal's Mansion in the outfit of an old Peking Opera warrior. Fitting in with the current atmosphere of the Marshal's Mansion, it did not seem abrupt and would not attract attention.

"Four families advance and retreat together. Third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, you can go too. Ah Ci and I will stay here to guard. Wang Ai, isn't it time to take out your painting spirit? I remember that when you left, Uncle Wang and a few uncles stuffed a lot into your body."

"Yes, yes, everyone has one. Five per person. When you encounter danger, just use your own true Qi to activate it and throw it out..."

I don't know how Lü Ren and Lü Ci, the twin brothers of the Lü family, tricked Wang Ai, the great treasure of the Wang family, to come with them to the border. But Wang Ai, who is still a young man, is not as mean and hateful as he was when he was old, and he also respects Lü Ren, the eldest son of the Lü family. When Lü Ren called out, the fat boy Wang Ai came forward and took out a stack of drawing paper with various patterns painted on it from his arms, and distributed it to Gao Fei, the son of the Gao family, and several cousins ​​from the Lü family who came with Lü Ren and Lü Ci.

After watching the few people leave the Marshal's Mansion, Wang Yi looked at the people behind him: Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Huaiyi, Li Muxuan, Shuiyun, Gao Jin, Lu Jin, Lu Ren, Lu Ci, Wang Ai, Liang Ting, You Baiyun, and twelve people in total including himself. There were both disciples of the Xuanmen and children of famous families. They were the last line of defense, used to deal with those real Japanese strange masters, not some mediocre kung fu masters or ronin.

And the outcome of this great war between Chinese and Japanese aliens also depends on them.

Wang Yi clasped his hands towards the eleven people and said loudly: "Everyone, it's time to let these ambitious guys know who is the master of this land. I only have one request, don't die, and by the way, do it cleanly and don't leave any of them alive."

Upon hearing this, everyone was inspired by Wang Yi's words, and the twelve people, including Wang Yi, couldn't help but smile creepily.

Afterwards, he leaped and disappeared into the Marshal's Mansion and hid himself.

(End of this chapter)