Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 460: Method of Breaking the City
The main urban area of ​​Fucheng.

As hundreds of Quanxing monsters led by the famous Quanxing warrior Wu Ruilan rushed into the city as a new force, the main urban area of ​​Fucheng had become a Shura field.

As a cancer that has not been eradicated in the Chinese superhuman circle for thousands of years and the base camp of many superhuman scums, no matter whether the righteous path is unwilling or unable to completely eradicate Quan Xing, they cannot change one fact.

It is this group of all-powerful monsters who are on par with the entire righteous sect. Each of them is far more ruthless in life-and-death battles than most of the disciples who have been trained step by step on their side.

At this time, every street and alley in Fucheng had become a battlefield where the Quanxing monsters were fighting against the Japanese alien forces from all directions in the city.

On this street that has turned into a battlefield, you can see the Quan Xing monsters and the aliens from the Japanese alien forces in all directions of the city fighting each other until the last moment, with corpses piling up like mountains.

You can see the Quan Xing Yaoren and the Japanese Yiren hugging each other in the last moments of their lives.

They did not forgive each other, but at the last moment of their lives, they still bit each other in the most primitive way, trying to bite off the last piece of flesh and blood of each other.
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"まじ? (Real or fake)"

"まじかよ...(No)"

"信じられない! (Unbelievable)"

In an attic on a street, a team of Japanese soldiers hid inside, looking down at the fight between Quan Xing and the aliens on their side on the street.

Japanese sentences were constantly spoken by these spectators.

They couldn't help but be surprised. They didn't know Quan Xing and the others, but the samurai and priests who fought with them were the big figures in their country who they, the soldiers and civilians, looked up to and bowed to, no matter whether it was during the shogunate era or now.

But now they were here, wrestling in blood with the Russians just like they had done on the Russo-Japanese battlefield.

For people like them at the bottom of society, being able to see such scenes is worth dying for.

Just as this group of Japanese soldiers were hiding in the attic and watching intently, an older Japanese soldier also looked at his accomplices.

"Hey, what's for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm? It's not appropriate to talk about this now. We still have to stop the Chinese army later."

"It's just the Chinese army. They had so many people but couldn't defend the city. Now it's just a part of the defeated army. Are you afraid of dying? Compared to this, what do you think is appropriate to talk about now?"

"Are we really not going to help?"

"Help? See these warriors below? Since the sword ban was issued, the only ones who can still take swords to the streets to join the army are the nobles with family crests. How can you help? Are you a good shooter? If you hit someone, they won't reward you. If you accidentally hurt someone, they will jump up and chop you and me. Do you think the commander will seek justice for us?"

"... You're right. Let's talk about what to eat tonight. Do you have cigarettes? Give me one."

"Some brothers, some..."

Conversations like this were common among the Japanese troops maneuvering in the city.

They should have mobilized troops for reinforcement, but except for sending heavy troops to block the main city gates, everyone else remained on standby under the orders of the highest commander in the city, the old devil Matsui Iwane.

It’s not that they don’t want to make progress, but the fight between the Chinese and Japanese aliens is too brutal, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people like them.

If they intervened rashly, even if they fired without distinguishing friend from foe, they would be attacked by the murderous aliens from both sides and suffer losses for nothing.

They would never do such a thankless task. It would be better for them to just sit on the mountain and watch the fight between two tigers, light a cigarette and watch the show, and reap the benefits.

And from a perspective that their mortal eyes cannot see, the blood and souls of every Quan Xing or Japanese alien who died in Fucheng, together with the Chinese and Japanese soldiers who also died in the city and the refugees who fled, gathered at the Fucheng altar in the southern industrial zone.

All of them poured into the upright coffin in the center of the Fucheng altar, and then the nameless prince sitting in the center of the altar guided a part of them to the leaders of the four alien forces who were fighting with Wang Yi, giving them an inexhaustible supply of true energy and physical strength.

Most of the rest returns to the underground again, along the veins of Fucheng, nourishing the land and completing its own cycle.

The coffin was shaking almost like a phantom. It was made of some unknown material and was covered with cracks.

The talisman used to suppress the coffin was igniting without wind, and bursts of roars that were not like human voices also came from the coffin, which made the nameless prince sitting in the center of the altar in Fucheng shudder.

"Lord God of War, please be patient for a moment. You are almost there, and you will be born in the most perfect form."

As the nameless prince spoke, the shaking of the coffin gradually subsided, and he turned his gaze to the buildings in the industrial area outside the altar.

At this time, the sound of bulldozers came from the industrial area. The buildings that were connected together collapsed under such noise, as if a huge monster was rampaging there and destroying things wantonly.

"It's useless, useless, useless! Wang Yi, your punch is not strong enough, not fast enough!"

The one who caused this commotion was the leader of the Black Dragon Society's alien group, Takahashi Ryuji. Relying on the translucent Qi armor on his body, Takahashi Ryuji took the lead and, as the front row, continuously took on Wang Yi's magnetic field blasting punches.

Although the Magnetic Field Explosion Fist can destroy the opponent's true Qi from the inside, causing it to damage the opponent's internal organs and meridians from the inside, it is not impossible to break it.

One is like Zhang Zhiwei, who not only has a strong inner Qi, but also has full control over every bit of the inner Qi in his body, has superb life skills, and has tendons and veins as strong as steel.

In this way, the magnetic field's true qi had just entered the body, but before it could take effect, it was forcibly suppressed and dissolved by Zhang Zhiwei.

One is to be like Takahashi Ryuji in front of you, using the strong true Qi to create a set of armor for yourself. As long as you can't break this layer of armor, there is no way you can hurt the people inside.

Just like how Wu Gensheng defeated Zuo Ruotong, who was at the peak of the second level of the third level of reverse life, the divine spirit could easily break the reverse life state of the Sanyi Sect's disciples. However, when facing Zuo Ruotong, whose cultivation level far exceeded his own, no matter how strange and powerful the divine spirit's methods were, it was still difficult to move forward in front of Zuo Ruotong, who was at the peak of the second level.

But Zuo Rutong's strong inner energy was cultivated by himself, while the Takahashi Ryuji in front of him was not.

What he relied on was the Qi armor created by the nameless prince at the Fucheng altar who constantly mobilized the Qi of Fucheng to bless himself. As long as the speed at which Wang Yi's magnetic field blasting fist destroyed the true Qi could not keep up with the speed at which he replaced the Qi armor, he could fight with Wang Yi indefinitely.

Wang Yi only needs to focus on how to break through the defense of his front row, and the remaining three people can look for opportunities to kill Wang Yi.

In order to prevent Wang Yi from using the Golden Escape Light to bypass them and attack the nameless prince sitting on the altar, they also joined forces to drive Wang Yi away from the vicinity of the Fucheng altar and come to this building complex to fight.

At this moment, pieces of iron filings, steel bars, broken knives, and broken glass were stuck on Takahashi Ryuji's translucent Qi armor, like a giant chariot covered with thorns.

In front of him, Wang Yi, who had entered a state of reverse life, did not fight back, but followed the joint efforts of the four of them and kept circling around in the building complex.

The more Wang Yi acted like this, the more excited Takahashi Ryuji, who was taking advantage of his power to bully others, became. The young and powerful stranger, who should have been a target of sweating profusely against him, was now helpless in front of him.

But countless historical examples have proved that when a person is overwhelmed by a strong tailwind, he will become reckless, and this reckless behavior will give his opponent an opportunity to seize the opportunity.

The same thing happened to Takahashi Ryuji. He was so immersed in his advantage of bullying that he became disconnected from his teammates behind him.

"Take my Black Dragon Killing Fist!"

Takahashi Ryuji was completely unaware that when he saw that he could actually get closer to Wang Yi, he either felt that Wang Yi's true Qi had been depleted, or he felt that he had the Qi armor to protect him. Before his teammates behind him could arrive, he rushed towards Wang Yi and swung his fist as big as a casserole.

The black dragon, the shikigami that had been with him since childhood, also pounced towards Wang Yi and bit him along his fist.

"Stupid."

Facing Takahashi Ryuji's impulsive behavior, Wang Yi couldn't even connect with him.

His body turned into white energy and scattered, leaving Takahashi Ryuji with the shock and discomfort of having missed a punch.

"Since you're so tough, how about these?"

The voice came from Takahashi Ryuji's head. Looking up, he saw Wang Yi, who had regrouped, standing on the factory beam and looking down at him. Wang Yi used the gathered and dispersed air to release smoke to block his vision. Takahashi Ryuji then realized that his teammates behind him did not keep up, and around him, there were densely packed, slowly rotating bullets floating, aiming at him.

On the shell, you can faintly see the arc of electricity jumping.

When he saw that he was surrounded by dense bullets aimed at him, Takahashi Ryuji understood that Wang Yi's circumvention without attacking was just to lure him out of the way so that he would step into the trap that he had carefully set for him.

However, he did not have enough confidence that the Qi armor on his body that could block Wang Yi's magnetic field blasting fist could block this wave of metal storm.

So he made a smart decision.

"Hattori! Save me!"

"disease!"

At Wang Yi's command, all the bullets magnetized by Wang Yi's magnetic field were fired out. Among the thousands of bullets, only one sound was heard at this moment.

The only thing Takahashi Ryuji could do was to circulate his true Qi, filling every inch of his flesh and blood. He raised his arms, one arm to protect his head and the other to protect his internal organs.

Shadow Escape: Instant Prison!

The ground under Takahashi Ryuji's feet rose up, and at the same time as Wang Yi gave the order, it also attached itself to Takahashi Ryuji's body, trying to pull him into the shadows.

'boom! ’

Electric light leaped and molten iron splashed everywhere.

There was no sign of Takahashi Ryuji or Wang Yi.

At the Fucheng Altar, the nameless prince, who had been responsible for providing massive amounts of true energy support to Takahashi Ryuji and the other three, also noticed that Takahashi Ryuji was ambushed at the first moment.

A more powerful and higher quality Qi of heaven and earth was being transmitted under his command.

But at this moment, the nameless prince also heard the sound of the safety sliding open in the air.

The next moment, dense gunfire rang out around the altar in Fucheng.

The ten Type 92 heavy machine guns that Wang Yi had specially taken out and placed in a safe place were now spewing flames at the Fucheng altar, the nameless prince, and the coffin, which were within the best shooting range.

The metal storm raged, and under Wang Yi's strong pressure, he completely ignored the risk of the barrel overheating, getting hot, or even exploding under such continuous shooting.

The metal storm composed of ten Type 92 heavy machine guns continued to fire around the Fucheng altar for a full two minutes. Bullets ricocheted on the ground, and then the sound of a jam was heard as the barrel overheated.

Then three Type 150 mm howitzers, used to destroy the city’s defenses, fell from the sky.

Accompanied by three loud bangs and flames, Wang Yi's figure slowly emerged in the smoke, frowning as he looked at the Fucheng altar that was being baptized as a living target.

"Sure enough, it's not as simple as I thought."

It can be seen that after the smoke cleared, the Fucheng altar where the unknown Japanese prince sat had been replaced by a bomb crater with a diameter of six meters and a depth of nearly three meters.

With this crater as the center, a large area of ​​road collapse of nearly 20 meters was formed.

This does not include the splash damage caused by fragments and shock waves after the explosion.

Under such firepower bombardment, it was impossible for any living creature to survive in the area at the center of the explosion, but the fact was that the nameless Japanese prince sitting in the center of the altar in Fucheng looked around with a look of having survived a disaster.

At this moment, he and the coffin behind him were sitting in a suspended posture above the crater, and what supported him and the coffin was the core vein of the Fucheng altar.

These core veins were also completely exposed in front of him because of the bombing that Wang Yi carefully arranged.

"you!"

Obviously, this nameless Japanese prince did not expect Wang Yi to be so unsportsmanlike. Not only did he lure the enemy deep into his territory, but he actually brought ten heavy machine guns and three howitzers to deal with him.

Where is your dignity as a top-notch expert?
Wang Yicai was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. He flashed to the edge of the Fucheng altar. While the four Japanese alien leaders were not here yet, he had to study the true form of the Fucheng altar in front of him carefully.

An invisible wall blocked Wang Yi, preventing him from breaking into the Fucheng altar and beheading the enemy.

Walking along the altar of Fucheng, a magnetic field of true Qi was also injected by Wang Yi, but it disappeared like a drop in the ocean. However, before the magnetic field of true Qi dissipated, Wang Yi received feedback.

"It seems that this so-called Fucheng is not unbreakable. The cultivators' means are difficult to destroy, but that doesn't mean that hot weapons can't do it. It's just that our industrial base is almost non-existent, and we can't even provide a decent saturation firepower strike. No wonder you are so confident."

Through feedback, Wang Yi could clearly feel that the core of Fucheng, which had already begun to enter the internal cycle, had become stuck under the fire bombardment just now. It felt to him like the Internet speed suddenly slowed down when the download progress bar was about to be completed.

In other words, as long as the caliber is large enough and the number of shells is increased to a higher level, such as using a hundred 200mm heavy howitzers, Fucheng will all be destroyed!
"Hahaha, it seems that Your Excellency is also aware of the gap in national strength between our two countries."

"What are you laughing at? Do you think you have a lot of guns?"

"It's enough to beat you. Haven't you heard of eating at the hands of the enemy? But this is too embarrassing for you as a top master of the aliens. Are you using a cannon against me?"

"Oh, look at you showing off. It's only the first year of the war and you think you can beat us? Also, have you got the priorities wrong? Destroying Fucheng is my goal, and I will use whatever means I can to achieve this goal. You don't even understand this principle, no wonder you have no status or position."

When others laughed at him for lacking strength and energy, he mocked them for being nameless and without status.

While the other party was choking and speechless, Wang Yi also laughed to himself.

"But I still have to thank you. You taught me how to ruin your Fucheng plan."

"What did you say!"

"Don't understand? Although this Fucheng was built by you with the Qi of plundered mountains and rivers and the blood Qi of my compatriots, it is divided into inside and outside. The inside uses the blood Qi of living beings as nutrients to cultivate the people born in Fucheng. What about the outside? You have carefully arranged it for so many years, and someone must be watching over the Qi of plundered mountains and rivers."

What he said hit the nail on the head. Wang Yi could also see that the pupils of the nameless prince hiding in the altar of Fucheng suddenly dilated, which was a sign of what he said.

"Even if you know it, it doesn't matter. Now Fucheng has become a cycle. There is only entry but no exit. You are in Fucheng. How can you crack it from the outside?"

Hearing this, Wang smiled.

"When did you get the illusion that I was the only one who was intent on destroying Fucheng?"

(End of this chapter)