I am a god in Tokyo

"Shi Yu."

Sansumi Mikoto secretly smiled wryly, but she already guessed what the other party was thinking.

"Sister Shiyu?"

Harumi called out softly.

Even Ryosuke Miyagawa walked out with his sword in his arms, not understanding what the little junior sister meant.

Xia Zhiqiu walked under the bronze bell, faced the crowd, and bowed to salute.

"Thank you for coming to my master's funeral. Some may have heard of it, and some may not know it. My name is Kasumigaoka Shiwa. I am Koga Musashi's second apprentice and the successor of Shinto Wunenliu."

"When my master was alive, there may have been conflicts with others, which resulted in karma. Now—"

The girl held on to the edge of the bronze bell with one hand. Amidst the expressions of shock or horror, she lowered her waist and lifted it vigorously amidst the sound of soft shouts.

The bronze bell weighing several tons was actually lifted by her with one arm.

With white and delicate arms, he lifted the bronze bell that far exceeded his own weight, which caused an unparalleled visual shock to others.

But it's not over yet,

Xia Zhiqiu pulled hard, and the copper bell buzzed. The thick hemp rope that locked the top of the bell was suddenly stretched. Under the violent force of an ancient beast, the hemp rope creaked and burst suddenly. .

The copper bell several meters high, toppled forward, giving people a kind of pressure to overturn the mountains.

Many people subconsciously regressed just looking at it.

"Sister Shiyu!"

Harumi even covered her mouth and screamed, the copper bell was pressing on the girl.

Miyagawa Ryosuke gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but suddenly stopped, but the copper bell was swaying, then stabilized again, standing on Kasumigaoka's arm.

"I am the heir to the Wunianliu of Shinto, the disciple of Swordsman, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu."

The girl held the bronze bell, her arms trembling slightly, and looked around. Under her calm gaze, many psykers stepped back quietly, not daring to look directly.

"The karma forged by the master, I will pay back!"

"Whether it's revenge or revenge, please come and find me." She gently put down the copper bell, the ground trembled slightly due to the contact, the girl clenched her fists, and a vicious dog appeared behind her.

She slammed on the bronze bell.

Boom!

Like a thunderous shock, Bai Nen's fist sank deeply into the wall of the clock, and when she pulled it out slowly, there was a clear fist mark, but the girl was not finished yet, between the fists, there were high-explosive grenades that exploded frequently.

With just dozens of punches, the bronze bell was completely distorted.

Such brute force....

Just imagining it makes one's scalp tingle.

"When did she become so strong?"

Imamura Yuyoshi was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

He was the first person who came into contact with Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu... At that time, the girl would still be frightened by the weirdness of the pipes, but how long has it been, one month, or two months?

The corner of Sansumi Mikoto's mouth twitched, but she didn't answer.

Although she was helpless, she also knew Xia Zhiqiu's thoughts, showed her hidden strength, and deterred those psychics who had conflicts with the swordsman.

The original sword hero passed away,

The Shinto Wu Nianliu has no protection, so naturally he can't enjoy the previous treatment, but Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu turned out to do such a high-profile thing at the sword hero's funeral, in front of most of the psychics in Tokyo.

The strength she displayed is enough for people to weigh whether their own strength is qualified or not when seeking revenge.

Everyone was silent, just staring at the big clock.

Tsuchimikado Harumi's eyes were flooded with admiration.

"Kasumigaoka Shiwa, her strength has far surpassed Miyagawa Ryosuke, even approaching the level of a pure priest."

Someone shook his head slowly and sighed softly.

Although Miyagawa Ryosuke is known as a genius of the younger generation, a genius still needs to grow up. Maybe he can reach the first level of cultivation at the age of 30, but he still has to be 30 years old.

Kexia Zhiqiu Shiyu is now infinitely close to the first level of the net rank.

At the first level of net rank, he is already the strongest under the 'boundary'.

It is enough to establish a faction.

The owner of Yinyang Liao, the great priest of Meiji Jingu Shrine, the abbot of Luyuan Temple, etc., these are the first level of the pure rank.

Japan's net rank has also been calculated, but there are only more than forty people. Among the more than 1 psykers with a population of more than [-] million, there are only more than forty net ranks, and they each hold important positions.

"Will there be another person who is out of bounds in the Shinto No-Thinking Flow?"

"Xiazhiqiu Shiyu...we have to restrain our nephew, this is not a joke!"

Everyone had their own ideas, but they all squeezed out warm smiles and complimented Xia Zhiqiu.

out of the crowd,

The head of Asakusa clasped his hands together and sighed softly, the head of Yinyang Liao frowned slightly.

However, Miyagawa Ryosuke slowly put down the sword in his hand, looking at the junior sister who was surrounded by others, complimented and awed, his expression became more and more depressed.

Funerals are back to normal.

It's just that those psykers who came and went, saw the broken copper bell at the door, and they also corrected their mentality.

Not only the psykers came, but even the Sigong family also sent nephews.

The eldest son, the second son and the eldest daughter all came at the order of the head of the family.

After hearing about the strength of Xiazhiqiu, the heart of wooing that had been let go due to the death of the swordsman rose again, and each handed over their business cards, took out high gifts, and generous gifts, so that the mourning hall was almost regarded as a place for socializing up.

Kasumi Hill also dealt with each one with ease.

She doesn't have a good impression of the Shinomiya family. Even the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya wanted to use comics as a topic to ease the relationship with her, but she was rejected... Kasumigaoka is really not interested in interacting with these people.

The funeral ended at dusk.

The guests also returned separately, and the temple was also clean.

"Brother, are you going back today?"

Xia Zhiqiu leaned against the door, feeling a little bit reluctant.

Miyagawa Ryosuke carefully held the urn, shook his head and said: "Master, he also wants to be buried in his homeland, and I also want to go back to the mountains to continue my practice. My strength is far from enough, even inferior to you, Junior Sister."

He was depressed.

"I can't inherit the clothes of the master, and I still need you, little junior sister, to protect me."

After showing his strength in Xiazhiqiu, this became his heart disease.

"Senior brother, don't think so, I am the master's disciple and will always be your little junior sister."

The girl's voice was soft.

The young man showed a smile that was not a smile, carefully put the urn into the carriage, and waved goodbye.

He will continue to go back to the mountain to practice, to become stronger,

Strong enough to take revenge and no longer be protected by my junior sister.

Watching the car go away, Xia Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and only hoped that the senior brother could get through this test in his heart.

"Master, I will compensate you for breaking the copper bell in your temple."

She turned her head suddenly and looked towards the empty space.

There is a gentle voice in the ear.

"It's okay, it's just a bronze bell. I just hope that the benefactor will not be blinded by hatred. We have to deal with the matter of Musashi."

The girl didn't say anything, just smiled.

A sigh appeared in the ear, and gradually drifted away.

The girl tidied up her clothes, stepped out of Sensoji Temple, and walked in the afterglow of the sunset, but there was no one on the street. She recalled watching the U-disk video sent by Section [-] in the afternoon.

That was edited surveillance video.

In the video, there is a vehicle running wildly from the empty road, followed by a blurry figure behind the vehicle.

Even if the picture is frozen, the face of the driver cannot be discerned clearly, but the figure chasing the car, under the modern high-definition camera, reveals his true body, which is actually a warrior with a weapon in his hand and a crazy smile.

"The car crashed from Setagaya Ward, and the driver is missing."

Imamura Yuyoshi looked serious.

"We have investigated the traces of the car, and it was cut open by a cold weapon. We also found strange dust there. According to the time, this warrior should be chasing and killing someone, and then met the swordsman. The time difference is between Four in 10 minutes."

As for who the samurai was chasing after, why were there traces of battle on the road, and where did the driver go?

None of this is known.

That road happened not to be covered by surveillance cameras.

But Xia Zhiqiu finally understood that the samurai chased and killed him first, and his injuries also came from this.

Mr. Jing Muyan had direct contact with him.

The girl held the phone, suppressing the rage in her heart.

She stared at the screen.

Minutes and seconds became extraordinarily long as the anger in his heart fermented.

at last,

The screen lights up.

"Not a monster."

The first message from Jing Muyan.

"I'll explain on Thursday."

This is the final message.

*

"Even the swordsman has encountered an accident."

The luxury car drives smoothly.

The eldest daughter of Shinomiya leaned on the cushion, watching the sliding scene outside the car window.

During Jianhao's funeral, seeing the top existence in the spiritual energy world sleeping in the coffin, the shock in her heart was beyond words.

Even those who hate psykers hate this dangerous world where abnormalities exist at all times.

But as the eldest daughter of the Sigong family, she still has to learn about psykers.

also know,

What kind of existence is the "person of the boundary".

The invincible powerhouse in the extraordinary world, even regarded by the country as a unparalleled existence of national warriors, died at the hands of an unknown warrior (the Shinomiya family has the ability to use the files of the Metropolitan Police Department).

The world is becoming more dangerous, and Tokyo is becoming more chaotic.

Shinomiya Kaguya clenched her fists anxiously.

Even the people in the boundary said they would die if they wanted to die. Wouldn't ordinary people in Tokyo be more dangerous and precarious?

She looked at the driver, quietly took out her mobile phone, and dialed the number to the valet.

"Miss?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a girl's cold and puzzled voice.

"Hayasaka."

The eldest daughter of the Fourth Palace lowered her voice: "Can you think of a way to temporarily protect the eldest family?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while,

"Miss, how do you explain to the president, don't you never want him to come into contact with this world?"