Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 457 Fighting in the air
"Your Excellency!"

"I already know."

Before the old devil Matsui Iwane could report the situation of the troops in the city, the Japanese prince, who had been sitting there waiting for Fucheng to be completely formed, responded lightly and waved his hand.

The rich but invisible Qi of heaven and earth gathered in front of Matsui Iwane and took shape, forming a proportionally scaled-down city sand table in the incredulous eyes of the old devil Matsui Iwane.

The streets and buildings above were all telling Matsui Iwane that the city sand table in front of him was the city they were currently occupying.

Not only that, at this moment, the city sand table formed by the Qi of heaven and earth is divided into red and blue. Based on Matsui Iwane's experience, he can also see that the red area is where their army is currently occupied, and the blue spots scattered on the city sand table should be the real-time movements of the defeated Kuomintang troops stranded in the city trying to break out.

He also noticed that in the central part of the city sand table, which almost completely illuminated the movements of both enemies and allies, there was a dark area. Although it was not large, from his God's perspective, this dark area happened to be located in the center of several areas where fighting was taking place in the city at that time.

At this moment, the old devil Matsui Iwane's desire to become an alien reached its peak.

This method of being able to keep track of everything that happens in the outside world without leaving home is what every ambitious person wants.

"Don't be so envious, Commander. Once Fucheng is fully formed, you can enjoy this feeling as well."

"Thank you for your care, Your Excellency. So what is this dark area?"

"Well, just as you are thinking, it was the Chinese alien named Wang Yi who took action. It's amazing that he could control a part of the energy of heaven and earth at this time and destroy the communication between you, the commander, and the troops. If we really compare our means, we really don't have much confidence in keeping him."

"What about us now?"

"Don't worry. Even if I can't get in touch with you by phone or telegram, won't I send someone? And I have the upper hand now. What are you worried about? Rather than this, let me use the power of Fucheng to fight Wang Yi in the air."

As he spoke, the Japanese prince raised his hand, and the city sand table that was originally close to Matsui Iwane moved towards him. He stretched out his finger and poked at the area on the sand table that represented the area affected by Wang Yi.

Because in his perception, Wang Yi was there.

He also chanted in his mouth: "Refine!"

As for Wang Yi, who was converting his magnetic field into electromagnetic pulses at this time, disrupting the radio wave channels in the main urban area in the simplest way.

His most intuitive feeling was that the extremely dense Qi of heaven and earth around him, which was beyond his control, was becoming violent and chaotic.

Even the electromagnetic pulses that he transformed with the magnetic field true qi were being squeezed by an invisible force and were shrinking towards him, the instigator.

It was as if it was going to turn into a cage, trapping Wang Yi's soul high in the sky, preventing him from returning to his body.

"Want to refine me? Then try it! Turn it for me!"

Although he didn't know where his opponent made his move, Wang knew exactly what his opponent's purpose was.

He raised his hand, and the majestic magnetic field true Qi gushed out from the flesh below him. Following Wang Yi's will, it began to roll back. He also wanted to try to transform the Qi of heaven and earth that he could not resonate with now into his own magnetic field true Qi and absorb it.

There is no mysterious means, just lightning and thunder.

This was a silent battle across the air, a test of the two people's basic skills in life cultivation.

Wang Yi's confidence lies in the fact that he has gained entry into the art of Qi by himself. Starting from the time he learned the art of reversing the eight directions and transforming into magnetic field martial arts from the Ghost Hand King, he has been resonating with the magnetic fields of heaven and earth day and night, every minute and every second, using the Qi of heaven and earth to refine his body and using the method of leaving his body to cultivate himself.

For more than ten years, his foundation has been so deep that even the older generation who have been immersed in life skills for decades dare not claim to be better than him. The other party's confidence is obviously the Fucheng that is about to take shape. The rich and unreasonable heaven and earth Qi is at his disposal. Even if his basic skills are not as good as yours, Wang Yi, he wants to use this vast amount of Qi to consume your mind.

This battle across the air depends on whether Wang Yi's quality will break through first, or the opponent's quantity will overwhelm Wang Yi first.

The fight was silent, but as Wang Yi and the Japanese prince competed with each other, the competition between the two began to affect reality.

The buildings were shaking and the roads were vibrating.

Birds flying over the city suddenly lost their way and crashed into walls or glass, leaving bloodstains on the walls.

But as time passed, compared to Wang Yi's ease at this moment, the Japanese prince who was performing his methods far away in the arsenal was a completely different person.

Matsui Iwane, who was standing next to the Japanese prince, saw clearly that the Japanese prince had been maintaining this action since he poked his finger into the city sand table in front of him.

It was as if there was an invisible glass between his outstretched finger and the city sand table. No matter how hard he tried, he could not poke it forward even half an inch.

The outstretched fingers were trembling and beads of sweat were sliding down the cheeks. The expression that was relaxed at the beginning, as if everything was under his control, gradually became one of confusion, surprise, and anger, and finally his whole face turned the color of liver.

This series of facial changes also made the spectator Matsui Iwane tense his facial muscles, fearing that he would lose control and laugh out loud.

‘Crack! ’

A short, crisp sound was heard.

Matsui Iwane clearly saw that the fingers of the Japanese prince in front of him were being twisted and deformed by an invisible force, and the white bone streaks with blood were penetrating through the flesh and exposed to the air.

"what!"

Obviously, this prince, who had been living a life of luxury since childhood, had never suffered such an injury. This kind of injury was only considered a minor injury for a martial artist, and he could get over it without even frowning. However, this Japanese prince chose to withdraw his attack, which also meant that he lost this battle in the air.

The Japanese prince cried out in pain and stopped attacking, covering his severed finger.

Matsui Iwane also felt the ground shaking, and he himself felt a little dizzy.

As a person born in a country where earthquakes and tsunamis are frequent, Matsui Iwane immediately realized what the sudden shaking was.

"Is this, an earthquake?!"

"How is it possible! How could he snatch so much Chi from me! I don't believe he is fine. Mr. Kujo, Mr. Hattori, Mr. Takahashi, Mr. Yagyu, send the last of these people out to kill him, kill him! Bring back his head!"

Looking at the Japanese prince who was shocked and angry at this time, he no longer had the composure he had at the beginning.

Even the four leaders of the Japanese alien forces couldn't stand it anymore. It's just a broken finger. It will heal itself in the time it takes you to talk. Is it necessary to break their defenses like this?
But in response to his order, the four of them looked at each other and chose to agree.

With the nods of the four leaders of the Japanese alien forces, the elite seeds of the four forces who stayed here to enjoy the Qi of Fucheng and improve their cultivation, also turned into afterimages and rushed towards the area where Wang Yi was at this time.
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Wang Yi's ghost slowly returned to his body with the majestic magnetic field, opened his eyes and stood up.

With a calm face, he wiped the blood from his nostrils, and around him, a part of the energy of heaven and earth that he had just snatched from the other party was pouring out of Wang Yi's body uncontrollably and turned into clouds and mist, making Wang Yi look like a living immortal.

"Tsk, the Lord of Fucheng is nothing but this."

(End of this chapter)