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Chapter 46 This is unscientific

There were five blond strong men when they came.

There were also five blond strong men lying on the ground.

They lay in a neat row, their bodies facing upwards and their faces downwards.

This scene seemed familiar to the Japanese reporters. If they thought about it carefully, it was very similar to the scenes in their specialty horror movies.

However, the Japanese reporters were more terrified than when they watched a horror movie, because the strong man who caused all this was right in front of them, and he was from the Dragon Country.

Such a powerful person turned out to be from Dragon Country.

This is like, before you get married to your fiancée, you make an appointment with a pretty girl online to go to a hotel together, hoping to have one last crazy time before marriage and be a good man in the future. But after arriving at the hotel, you suddenly find out that the person who comes is your fiancée. Can you accept this?
Okay, you accept it.

But the one she fished out is bigger than yours, can you accept that?
The Japanese couldn't accept it either.

If he kneels down and calls me daddy now, will Longguo be able to accept it?
The Japanese themselves rejected this option because they also knew that the Dragon Kingdom would never accept it.

Ji Yang was too lazy to pay attention to what the Japanese people were thinking. Huge amounts of spiritual fragments gathered above his head, and the will body between his eyebrows coordinated everything. An illusory figure slowly appeared behind him that only Ji Yang could see. The luminous bodies in his body connected together, and the spiritual fragments formed a dense network that crisscrossed in his body.

They were glowing, a brilliant, milky light that was barely blocked by skin.

"not enough."

Ji Yang murmured to himself, afraid that someone would hear his excited voice.

He turned his head to look at Murakami and others. More than 30 people in Murakami were already trembling, staring at Ji Yang in horror.

Noticing Ji Yang's look, Murakami turned pale and stuttered: "Ji Ji Ji Ji... Ji Da Da Da..."

Ji Yang frowned: "You Japanese barbarians really have ulterior motives and are determined to destroy us."

Murakami looked confused: "Ah?"

Ji Yang complained: "Such a secret thing should only be known by a few people around me. Your spies actually know that I am very big."

Murakami: “Ah???”

Ji Yang: "Go ahead, you only have one chance."

Murakami's face trembled and he wanted to beg for mercy, but Ji Yang's eyes were firm.

He turned around and looked at Yokohama Masayoshi and a group of old men. Their legs were shaking, their faces were pale, and they were muttering, "It's over, it's over, the emperor is dead..."

Murakami was in despair, and once again looked at the thirty people behind him: "Gentlemen, draw your swords. The Japanese martial arts are not inferior to others. At this moment of life and death, it is up to us to revive the glory of the Japanese martial arts. Who else but me!!!"

Everyone drew their swords and shouted in unison: "Hey!!!"

The snow-white knife was held high, flashing in the sunlight.

Murakami shouted, and rushed over in small steps: "Surround us, there's no need to talk about the rules with the Dragon Countryman, after all, he's been too foul."

The knife flashed and cut down.

Ji Yang raised his hand, then put it down again. This made Murakami happy, and the knife in his hand became faster. But the next moment, Ji Yang's skin was glowing, and milky white light burst out from his body. Ji Yang turned into a man of light, like a god.

clang!
The samurai sword fell on his forehead, Ji Yang was unharmed, and Murakami looked desperate.

Ji Yang raised his hand, ignoring the samurai sword falling on him, he grabbed Murakami's wrist, raised his left hand, and pried open Murakami's fingers one by one.

Murakami was horrified: "You...you have been surrounded."

Ji Yang reached out and grabbed the samurai sword, snatching it away: "I admire your courage. The Japanese are lacking people like you who dare to resist."

Puff. Murakami heard the crisp sound and blinked his eyes, only to find that Ji Yang had disappeared. He turned his head in confusion and saw Ji Yang leaving with his back to the crowd. There was light on him, and the reporters in front of him made way for him in fear.

His companions stood there, knives in their hands, like fools.

Murakami was about to roar and launch a sneak attack, when he suddenly saw his companion's head flying up, a blood-red fountain appeared on his neck, and his head rolled on the fountain. Murakami was stunned, and the next moment, his sight was getting higher and higher, falling in the air, and then being rushed up again, spinning back and forth, and finally falling to the ground with a plop. He stared with his eyes and could only see the soles of Ji Yang's shoes getting farther and farther away.

"When...when..." A trace of confusion appeared in Murakami's pupils.

"what!!!"

A shrill scream was heard and Murakami's consciousness fell into darkness. He saw reporters fleeing frantically and some people kneeling on the ground vomiting wildly.

And in the distance, the glowing figure that was moving further and further away suddenly lifted its feet off the ground and walked higher and higher like a lotus flower.

……

"God, Master Ji is a god, the god of martial arts."

Yokohama Masayoshi knelt on the ground, shouting with a dazed look in his eyes.

Yagyu Rokudo muttered to himself: "It's unscientific, it's unscientific, it's unscientific."

He is questioning his life.

The media at the scene were at a loss, staring blankly at Gao's figure walking further and further away.

Ji Yang raised his head and looked towards the city, where a large number of spiritual fragments were born. The will body between Ji Yang's eyebrows was beating, and the huge spiritual fragments were attracted, forming a spiritual ocean and a vortex of will above Ji Yang's head.

Ji Yang felt better than ever before.

The light on his body dissipated, and streams of vital energy broke out of his body and merged with the air, and the void around him began to distort.

"It can actually affect reality. Is this pollution or something else?"

Ji Yang was puzzled.

Ji Yang's vital energy was being consumed. He frowned and retracted his vital energy. It seemed that this thing he had tinkered with could not exist in this world.

The immense mental force, mobilized by the will, enveloped his body. Ji Yang stepped on the void and slowly walked towards the city.

"Am I becoming a god in one step?"

Ji Yang discovered that his will was unique and could mobilize the spiritual fragments of all living things. But soon, Ji Yang was disappointed.

Looking up, I saw that the fragments of my mental energy were being consumed rapidly, as if they could not exist in this world.

Ji Yang pondered: "It would be great if we could find a way or place to make these spiritual fragments exist forever."

Ji Yang is very powerful now. His vital energy breaks out of his body and forms a kind of qi. The qi wraps around his body and he can wade through water and step on the air, just like a fairy, a fairy on land.

If Ji Yang uses huge spiritual fragments, his strength will be even stronger. This is a power that is more mysterious and powerful than Yuan Qi.

"The vitality is something I created accidentally. There is also blood-red energy in my body. Could it be qi and blood? There are other colorful things, which are all a kind of energy."

"However, these things can only cling to the surface of the body. Once separated from the body, they will quickly dissipate and no longer exist in the world."

"Even the huge spiritual fragments that I can currently use, I cannot preserve them."

Ji Yang fell into deep thought. Ignoring the shocked gazes of the Japanese and even the whole world, he stepped on the void and walked above the Dongjing City, absorbing the enormous amount of spiritual fragments. The spiritual fragments above his head truly formed an ocean.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the stick.

(End of this chapter)