Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

As Ah Xing's Heavenly Buddha Descends from the sky crashes into the enemy ranks, and the Fire Cloud Evil God launches a torpedo-like water-breaking attack, the subsequent assault troops immediately begin their operations.

Some extraordinary individuals with unique abilities displayed their skills, some walking on water as if on the wind, others turning into phantoms and boarding the ship in a few flashes.

Those who were not skilled in this art released grappling hooks, then, with short knives in their mouths, they climbed up the ropes with the agility of monkeys.

"Fried Ghost," skilled in using the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff, charged onto the warship carrying his signature bundle of long spears.

With a flick of his wrist, a white waxwood spear shot out like a dragon emerging from the water, flashing several cold glints.

With a few soft "plop" sounds, five or six jets of blood shot out, and several Japanese pirate soldiers who had just reacted clutched their throats and collapsed in disbelief.

Immediately afterward, the tailor, skilled in Iron Wire Fist, also charged in. This old man, who usually liked to wear red underwear and spoke in a flamboyant manner, was now like an angry Vajra.

He swung his arms, which were covered with heavy iron rings, like a pair of indestructible iron hammers. With a simple sweep, he knocked down a row of Japanese pirate soldiers who were charging at him with guns, along with their weapons, breaking their bones and tendons.

Kuli Qiang, the successor of the Twelve-Road Tan Leg style, also jumped onto the deck.

He moved with agility, his legs kicking out a series of afterimages in the air. Several Japanese pirates who tried to surround him were kicked so hard that their sternums collapsed and they were sent flying, barely recognizable as human, before they could even see his movements.

The shrine barrier of Tsukuyomi's Destiny has the function of suppressing all otherworldly abilities indiscriminately, regardless of whether they are friend or foe.

Therefore, in order to avoid affecting their own superhumans, no other superhumans were assigned to guard this main ship, except for a few Shinto high priests responsible for maintaining the shrine.

Even the most well-trained ordinary naval soldiers were no match for these battle-hardened superhumans.

However, the Japanese pirates also received the news and were gathering here, but they were not moving quickly because most of them were carrying out their respective missions on the battlefield.

After all, the night is the domain of the supernatural beings, especially the Japanese ninjas. When they are on a mission and their rear is attacked, the question becomes whether to continue the mission or return to defend the rear.

Although the Japanese pirates' special forces were unable to return to defend in time, the Japanese pirate soldiers on the deck remained highly motivated.

Under the command of the officers, they shouted "For the Emperor!" and launched wave after wave of "Banzai!" charges against Ah Xing and his men, but each charge resulted in heavy casualties.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Everyone retreat into the cabin! Guard the passageway!"

Seeing the enemy's fierce advance and realizing that his side was no match for them on the open deck, a Japanese commander made a decisive decision and ordered all his soldiers to retreat in batches and take refuge in the cabins.

He understood perfectly well that although the enemy was highly skilled in martial arts, they were not invincible. He had guns and cannons, and as long as he retreated to the narrow cabins and passageways, using the terrain to his advantage and launch layered attacks, it would be very difficult for them to break through.

If we can hold out until the reinforcements and the alien forces on the shore arrive, we can wipe out these audacious guys in one fell swoop!
Ah Xing and the others ignored the Japanese pirates who had taken refuge in the cabin; they were still clearing out the remaining enemies on the deck.

At that moment, a Japanese soldier fired at him with a rifle. The bullet whistled towards him, but he easily dodged it by simply tilting his head back.

Immediately afterward, seeing that his attack had missed, the man rolled away and hid in a passageway leading to the cabin.

Without even glancing at it, Ah Xing casually pulled out a captured grenade from his waist, pulled out the safety pin, and threw it in.

With a muffled "boom," the shockwave from the explosion carried a charred arm out of the passageway.

Ah Xing looked around and saw that the Japanese pirates on the deck had been mostly eliminated.

But on the river outside, more Japanese pirates were climbing up the gangways from other escort ships toward the main ship.

This is the main ship. The Japanese pirates did not want to bombard it with heavy artillery, and only some light weapons were firing continuously, but even so, it was still a huge threat.

"On deck! The firepower outside is too intense! Charge into the cabin!" Ah Xing shouted to the others.

As soon as he finished speaking, the "fried ghost" next to him changed his expression. He was about to shout "Watch out!" when he saw Ah Xing suddenly turn around as if he had eyes in the back of his head and push forward with a palm!
A dazzling golden light shot out from his hand, taking shape from the vapor, and instantly formed a semi-transparent golden barrier in front of him.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-!”

The dense barrage of bullets struck the golden ramparts with a crisp sound, like hail hitting a tin roof.

One by one, the crushed and deformed warheads fell helplessly to the ground, still emitting wisps of smoke.

Ah Xing was enveloped in dazzling golden light, standing like an unshakable human beacon amidst the hail of bullets, drawing all the attacks to himself.

Just then, the first group of Japanese pirates who came to provide support finally boarded the deck! They were several people dressed in samurai attire, specializing in condensing sword energy.

As soon as they boarded the ship, they immediately targeted the most conspicuous Ah Xing. They swung their katana in unison, and several sharp, crimson blades tore through the air and slashed down at Ah Xing's head!

"boom!"

Ah Xing didn't even look at it, and directly struck out with a Tathagata Palm!
A massive handprint, formed from pure golden palm force, appeared out of thin air. With the force of a thunderbolt, it struck the arrogant Japanese samurai as easily as swatting a few buzzing mosquitoes!

No screaming, no struggle.

Those Japanese samurai, along with their prized sword energy, were instantly smashed into a pile of indistinct meat patties by that enormous golden handprint! Crimson blood mixed with broken entrails churned and flowed on the deck, filling the air with a stench.

With a single palm strike, Ah Xing completely extinguished the frenzied, fearless arrogance of the group of Japanese pirates who were charging forward! The other Japanese pirates following behind them were abruptly halted. The warm flesh and blood of their comrades splattered all over their faces and heads, leaving them stunned for a breath or two.

Ah Xing coldly stared at the crowd before him. At that moment, "Fried Dough Stick," the tailor, and other members of their own side surged forward, wiping out the vanguard of the charging Japanese pirates without Ah Xing having to lift a finger.

But soon, even more Japanese pirates rushed up.

This time, a well-organized unit of Japanese pirate warriors arrived.

They were all clad in brightly colored tunic armor, their faces adorned with ferocious Hannya masks, and they gripped their katana tightly. The blades gleamed with a blinding aura, and they charged forward, chanting incomprehensible slogans!

A member of the Caoqing Gang, a strange figure, roared and charged forward, slashing his sword fiercely at the armor of a Japanese samurai, but only a string of sparks flew out, failing to break through the armor.

The next second, the Japanese samurai swung his sword backhand and slashed from his neck down to his abdomen, instantly disemboweling him!
These fully armed Japanese samurai were extremely difficult to deal with! Especially when they formed a formation, their sword energy crisscrossed, and they were protected by tough armor. In a short time, they caused heavy losses to the members of the Caoqing Gang.

However, Ah Xing is their nemesis. Ah Xing has the Golden Light Mantra protecting his body for defense, and the Tathagata Palm for attack. The Tathagata Palm is powerful and heavy, and it is specifically designed to break through the sturdy armor that the Japanese samurai are so proud of.

Ah Xing unleashed both palms simultaneously, each strike creating a massive golden handprint several meters in size, carrying an overwhelming force that crashed into the formation of the Japanese samurai, sending them sprawling and falling.

Despite the protection of their armor, the domineering palm force still penetrated them inch by inch, shattering the flesh and blood inside their armor into pieces.

Although Ah Xing defeated those Japanese pirates and other strange people with overwhelming force, the others did not fare well.

The tailor, skilled in Iron Wire Fist, encountered danger when three Japanese samurai surrounded him, their blades flashing, nearly driving him to the brink of despair.

But at this critical moment, "Fried Ghost" arrived just in time. He used the formation of the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff to unleash his spear technique. The spearhead in his hand shook wildly like a python emerging from its cave, instantly sweeping away the Japanese samurai and saving the tailor from danger.

As for Coolie Qiang, he had already followed some of the outcasts from the Caoqing Gang and stormed into the area below the deck of the warship.

They lacked protective divine skills like the Golden Light Mantra, and the open deck was far too dangerous, facing artillery support from other Japanese warships and a constant stream of Japanese pirates. Conversely, the confined space within the ship's cabins allowed them to better utilize their close-quarters combat advantages.

The battle below deck was equally intense. The cramped and narrow cabins meant that even ordinary soldiers, armed and holding their positions at key passageways, posed a significant threat to the superhumans.

This time, however, it was Fire Cloud Evil God who led the charge. Ordinary bullets couldn't harm him in the slightest when they hit his Toad Kung Fu, which he had mastered to perfection.

He stormed in as if it were empty land, his actions ruthless and merciless. No one he encountered survived; it was as if he were crushing chicks.

In desperation, a Japanese officer, clutching a bundle of grenades, roared and lunged at the Fire Cloud Evil God, intending to take him down with him. But the Evil God saw through his intentions at a glance and casually kicked him in the stomach. The officer curled up like a boiled shrimp, flying backward and crashing into his comrades.

The grenade's fuse hissed, followed by a deafening "boom" and billowing smoke.

The Fiery Cloud Evil God emerged slowly from the billowing smoke and dust, unharmed. He then licked his lips and charged deeper into the ship's cabin.

The interior of this main ship is like an inverted steel honeycomb, with layers of decks and countless bulkheads dividing it into hundreds of large and small compartments below the deck.

Killing all the Japanese pirates inside would be quite difficult. Many skilled members of the Caoqing Gang who rushed in were ambushed and killed by the pirates hiding in the shadows.

However, they were not afraid. Before they set off, Lu Yusheng and Huo Tianhong had promised them that after this battle, regardless of life or death, their families and relatives for up to three generations would be supported by Yongxin Company; if they returned alive, Yongxin Company would guarantee them a lifetime of wealth!
However, just as the Fire Cloud Evil God was wreaking havoc in the cabin and Ah Xing was unstoppable on the deck, a truly terrifying being appeared.

This great battle against the Japanese pirates was naturally not without the presence of a top-notch expert; Funakoshi Kazuo, known as the "God of Karate," was present.

This man is a towering figure in the world of Japanese pirates and other extraordinary individuals, and one of the few remaining elders. In recent years, he has been stationed in Northeast China.

He arrived several years ago during the Northeast Incident. He even joined forces with the Shinto priest and other elders from the Japanese pirate and supernatural world to set up an ambush in the Northeast, intending to kill Zhang Zhiwei.

After lying in ambush for half a day, they only managed to catch one of Zhang Zhiwei's lightning avatars, and even lost a master.

This matter has always bothered him. He is already quite old, and his innate Qi is running low. He plans to fight a final battle in Shanghai, so he volunteered to come here.

Tonight, he saw golden light shining brightly on the deck of the main ship and thought that the little celestial master had arrived, so he did not join the battle immediately, but watched from a distance for a while.

Although he came here to fight a final battle, he also knew that he might not be a match for the Little Celestial Master. If he really discovered the opponent, he would definitely send out a message immediately to summon all the experts to come and besiege him.

After observing for a while, it was discovered that the visitor was not the Little Celestial Master himself.

However, even if that's not the case, the ability to use the Golden Light Mantra must be closely related to him.

Funakoshi Kazuo clenched his fists, and a metallic scraping sound and sparks flew from his knuckles! He swayed and leaped onto the deck, the force of his movement causing several soldiers around him to fall over!

With unparalleled power, he punched Ah Xing's protective golden light, which was rampaging across the land.

"Keng!!!"

With a loud bang, Ah Xing's invincible protective golden light shattered inch by inch under this punch!
The opponent's powerful and unparalleled punch landed squarely on his chest without any resistance!
With a loud "bang!", Ah Xing was thrown backward as if hit by a speeding train, crashing heavily into the bulkhead of the ship's cabin behind him, leaving a huge human-shaped dent in the hard steel plate!

Ah Xing slid down the dent to the ground and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood. A clear fist mark was visible on his chest.

Such an injury would be fatal to anyone else. But Ah Xing is protected by the "Saint Thief," and a continuous stream of innate Qi is rapidly repairing his body. As long as he isn't killed in one blow, he won't die. (End of Chapter)