Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 464 Coming to the World
It was winter at the end of the 26th year of the Republic of China.

Within Fucheng.

In the direction of the main city gate in the north of the city, there were deafening shouts of killing and blasts of artillery fire.

That was the sound of the exchange of fire between the Japanese alien forces from all directions in Fucheng and the Japanese troops in the city, who were fighting with the fifty Quanxing monsters who came to stop them and the defeated Chinese government troops who occupied the main roads out of the city.

The aliens on the Japanese side wanted to break through the blockade and head to the observatory on the southern foot of Purple Mountain in the northeast of the city. They wanted to fill the gap in the outer city of the Fucheng system that was destroyed by Wu Gensheng, so as to avoid the failure of the Fucheng plan.

The fifty Quan Xing people in the city took the Soul-Burning Pill to ignite their bodies and souls. With only half a day left to live, they fought desperately with the defeated Kuomintang troops stranded in the city, buying more escape time for the refugees who were escaping the city at this time.

The area in the north of the city has become a battlefield. Most of the Japanese troops stationed in Fucheng have been transferred here, because this is no longer the time for them to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers.

On this battlefield where every inch of the street was stained with blood, as the two sides fought and lives were lost, invisible blood and souls were guided by a force within Fucheng and converged towards the south of the city, where the arsenal was located.

At the same time, it is also on the river surface in the northwest direction of Fucheng, where the Xiaguan Wharf, which is the waterway out of the city, is located.

The Japanese inland gunboat fleet, which was ordered to go up the river and come here to block the river, was anchored on the endless river surface, listening to the sounds of killing coming from the city. The muzzles of the guns on the ships were all facing the city, but not a single shot was fired.

As the temporary supreme commander of this fleet, Kiyoshi Hasegawa was quite leisurely and elegant at this time. He set up a table on the deck and drank tea with the people in front of him. As the commander of the Navy's Third Fleet, Kiyoshi Hasegawa was still somewhat humble in front of the people who were drinking tea with him.

It was obvious that this guest was of great importance since he could receive him like this.

The guest's name was Jiuyan, and his royal family name was Prince Asaka. He was the brother of the unknown prince who was presiding over the core of the Fukushiro altar in Fukushiro at this time, and one of the Class A war criminals.

"Your Excellency, it seems that your brother is still in control of the situation in the city."

"This is his mission. As the son of the Emperor and a descendant of God, if he cannot awaken the God of War, he should just commit suicide and use himself as food for the God of War."

Asakanomiya Naruhiko said this with confidence, but there was no respect or anything else for his brother in his eyes, only contempt.

Yes, the two men are brothers, but in fact they have the same father but different mothers. One is destined to either inherit the throne of his own family or start a new lineage, and the other is destined to remain unknown. Even if he has the talent for cultivation and becomes an extraordinary person, he can only humble himself in front of his legitimate brothers and dare not resist.

Under the so-called feudal inheritance of the emperor that lasted for eternity, even though this unknown prince became an outsider, it was difficult for him to launch a rebellion against his brothers. He could only progress and gain merit in this way.

They look like brothers, but in reality they are master and servant.

On the contrary, it was Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko who arrived at the fleet on the river early and stayed there, and had nothing to do with the fighting there.

I will take the credit for the achievements, but you will take the blame if things go wrong.

"Haha, that's right. Then please watch this good show here. Maybe soon it will be your turn to show off your elegance as the heir of the Emperor."

Hasegawa Kiyoshi responded with a smile, and the two of them sipped tea while listening to the shouts and screams coming from the city, occasionally looking towards the south of the main urban area of ​​Fucheng.

Inside Fucheng, compared to the fighting in the north of the city, the arsenal located in the south of the city, which was chosen as the core of the Fucheng altar, was much quieter.

At the beginning, Patriarch Wang and Wu Man teamed up with dozens of Quan Xing to create chaos here. After Patriarch Wang and his men died in the battle, at the instruction of the nameless prince, the old devil Matsui Iwane, who was originally in charge here, led the Japanese troops stationed here to other areas to block the enemy and transferred all the troops here away.

Then the aliens from the four Japanese alien forces left and went to stop Quan Xing who was attacking the city as an alien army.

Finally, with 315 acres of land, the huge arsenal industrial zone was left with only an unknown prince, the leaders of the four Japanese alien forces, and the coffin of the god of war that constantly absorbed the blood and nutrients of living beings sitting at the core of the altar of Fucheng, becoming the top beneficiaries in the circulation system of Fucheng.

Until Wang Yi came.

On Yingtian Street leading to the core of Fucheng Altar.

Wang held the long sword in one hand and took the clothes he had picked up from the three Japanese alien leaders who were killed by the mist he transformed into with the Threefold Rebirth. After a simple cut, he put them on himself. It looked like white trousers with tight cuffs and a black short T-shirt with tight cuffs.

Combined with his usual short hair, at first glance, Wang Yi looked more like a newcomer, out of tune with everything around him.

He had to take emergency measures, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just go and fight with others wearing a samurai kimono or a priest's haori.

The long knife struck the brick walls along the way, making a clear, long echo, announcing his arrival to those waiting for him at the end of the road.

"It's a good knife."

Wang Yi walked slowly, building up his strength, and praising the spoils he had obtained from the hands of the great Japanese swordsman Yagyu Akiaki.

Among the four alien leaders, Takahashi Ryuji and Kujo Saiichi posed little threat to Wang Yi. In a head-on confrontation, there was no difficulty except that he could not kill them with one blow. Instead, it was Hattori Chiya, the leader of the Iga Kage Clan, and Yagyu Akiaki, the leader of the Nine Stars Sword Alliance, who caused him a lot of trouble.

One of them is good at shadow escape, and his hand follows like a shadow. Even if Wang Yi has the extreme speed of Golden Escape, he can't get rid of him.

After all, the Golden Escape Flowing Light is not the real speed of light. Its speed is at best that of a high-speed train running at full speed without any restrictions. It is no problem for a person to run away, but it is impossible to outrun a shadow.

As for this Yagyu Akiaki, he is indeed worthy of the title of a great swordsman. His sword moves can be dodged and his sword energy can be blocked, but his sword intent and sword momentum, a means that is purely determined by will, are really no match for Wang Yi's invisible force field.

The damage judgment of this method comes from the attacker and the receiver. The attacker believes that his sword will definitely kill the opponent, and the receiver believes that he will not be able to dodge this move. OK, the judgment takes effect, and the receiver will either be injured or killed directly.

On the contrary, if the person receiving the attack believes that he can block it, or that the opponent's attack will not cause any harm to him, and the judgment is successful, the person making the attack will fall into an endless loop.

Either he would doubt his invincible sword power, thus making every subsequent move ineffective, or he would think that one strike was not enough and would strike again and again until he was killed by the person who had continuously been immune to the attack.

Wang Yi was able to kill his opponent because he was confident that the opponent could not kill him. And Yagyu Akiaki had already fallen into self-doubt from the very beginning because of the gap between him and Wang Yi that could not be erased even with the blessing of Fucheng's Qi. He also believed that his sword intent could only hurt Wang Yi but not kill him.

With two debuffs like this, death is inevitable.

But Wang Yi himself was not stingy in praising this great swordsman. After all, he was the first guy who could injure him with sword intent despite the huge difference in their cultivation levels.

And the knife in his hand is also of top quality.

Of course, what Wang Yi praised was not the material and forging technique of the sword, but the way Yagyu Akiaki used Qi to nourish the sword.

After all, Japan is a small country with limited resources, and they are not all complete. Japanese swords are famous for their sharpness. Thousands of hammering and tempering have made Japanese swords famous for their sharpness, but they are also brittle and easy to break.

This is a materials science perspective. No matter how good the steel is when forged into a sword, it will rust, become dull, and break if it is subjected to too many collisions. The only difference is that the forging materials are different, the wear and tear they endure is different, and the time required is different.

So from a scientific point of view, there is no so-called magic weapon. But from the perspective of extraordinary people, that is, metaphysics, it is not impossible to reverse this view in materials science.

That is to use Qi to warm and nourish, so that an ordinary object can have extraordinary power.

From this, there emerged the so-called sword immortals, grand masters of mechanisms and weapon refiners, and other schools of thought among the extraordinary people.

Why are weapon refiners so popular among extraordinary people? Isn't it because compared to sword masters and mechanical masters, they are the ones who can truly turn decay into magic and make a brick into a real gold brick?

Of course, there is still a scientific basis under this metaphysics, that is, if you don't persist in using true Qi to nourish your weapons, they will rust and break over time, it's just that it will take longer.

The sword that Wang Yi seized from Yagyu Akiaki was obviously a famous sword with the family crest engraved on it and the word "Muramasa" printed on it.

Although it has no spirit, its sharpness and hardness are both excellent. Wang has no doubt that this knife can split bullets and shells. Of course, you still have to withstand the explosion caused by splitting the shells.

For Wang Yi, this knife can be used as a carrier to release electromagnetic weapons.

While looking at the blade, Wang Yi had unknowingly walked to the end of the street and saw the nameless Japanese prince waiting for him there with the coffin still standing upright behind him.

He swung the long knife and a stone flew away.

The flying stone broke through the air and shot into the core of the Fucheng altar without any hindrance, cutting a hole in the luxurious clothes of the unknown Japanese prince.

Faced with Wang Yi's humiliating greeting, the nameless Japanese prince did not get angry. He looked at Wang Yi as if he was a dead person.

"Even the four of them couldn't stop you, and you killed them?"

"Isn't this the result you wanted? My compatriots in the city who were killed by you, the Japanese soldiers we killed, your compatriots, and the first batch of people who enjoyed the so-called Fucheng dividend, including the four I just killed, including me, are all nutrients for the so-called military god behind you."

"That's right. A blessed city has me as the city lord and the people of Fucheng who moved here later. Of course, there must be a guardian god to protect Fucheng. The God of War is the first guardian of Fucheng we have chosen. If you knew the times, you could have become the guardian of Fucheng, but now, you can only be the last link in the advent of the God of War."

"So, this is just the beginning. Once this is successful, you will copy this model and build a few more blessed cities. You are well prepared, right? There are too many guardians. Are they all old antiques like him?"

"Every era has outstanding people. In your country's dynasty, there were many outstanding people who amazed the world. But I haven't seen many of them survive until now."

"Those who have survived till now are not considered outstanding. They either ascend to heaven or die. If you can't even see through the barrier of life and death, how can you be a great figure who amazes the whole era? Don't wash it for the old turtle hiding in the coffin behind you. I will send him back now."

While Wang Yi was talking nonsense with the other party, he had already magnetized the knife in his hand with the magnetic field on the way here.

He raised his hand and threw the long sword, which floated steadily in the air, with a faint electric light flickering on the blade.

As Wang Yi kicked hard, the long sword suddenly disappeared in front of Wang Yi. Then an air ring that broke the sound barrier appeared, stirring up a gust of wind.

A distance of tens of meters is a distance that can be reached in an instant in front of the electromagnetic weapon made by Wang Yi through magnetic field martial arts.

No one could react, including the unskilled and unknown Japanese prince in front of him.

At this moment, his face still had that arrogant expression of success. Facing Wang Yi's sudden killing move, only his eyes showed a change towards fear, but his body and nervous reactions remained at the present moment.

Wang Yi's killing move was fast, and the unskilled Japanese unknown prince could not react in time. However, it did not mean that the military god who he had high hopes for and worshipped like a god could not react.

A sudden thunderclap sounded out of nowhere, and a larger air shock wave exploded at the core of the Fucheng altar that Wang Yi was about to destroy, turning into a strong wind and blowing down the dilapidated houses around it that had been tortured when Wang Yi was fighting with the four Japanese alien leaders.

Brick and wood buildings collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

The blade guard and handle shattered in the impact, and the Muramasa sword returned to its original appearance, spinning in the air, landing on the ground, three-quarters of the way into the ground, and stuck between Wang Yi and the core of the Fucheng altar that had undergone the abnormal change.

The mirror-like blade reflects the appearance of Wang Yi and the core of the Fucheng altar.

Looking at the nameless Japanese prince who was covering his ears to feel the impact at close range, whose eardrums were pierced and who was lying on the ground in agony, covering his bleeding ears, Wang Yi's eyes passed over him and looked at the upright stone coffin nearly three meters high behind him.

A hole appeared on the cracked coffin, and a skinny, shriveled arm with the palm partially shattered stretched out.

It was this arm that took the blow that he had just fired out by transforming the long sword into an electromagnetic weapon, at the cost of having his palm shattered.

What made Wang Yi's scalp tingle was that he didn't even know whether the opponent used Qi to wrap his arm to block the attack, or just used his physical body to block the attack.

If it is the former, it is not a big problem, but if it is the latter, it will be troublesome.

As we all know, aliens are glass cannons with high attack and low defense.

As strong as the old Zhang Zhiwei was, facing an old Lu Jin who was going mad with the power of reverse growth, he could only use the Golden Light Curse to protect his meridians and organs. He took the old Lu Jin's angry attack and still broke two bones.

Although this injury is not a big deal for the elderly Zhang Zhiwei, it also shows that even for the elderly Zhang Zhiwei who has been the best in the world for decades, his body that has been tempered for nearly a hundred years cannot block many bullets without the blessing of true Qi.

The same is true for Wang Yi. His body has been tempered by the three levels of reverse life and magnetic field martial arts combined with various encounters, and is comparable to a super soldier, like Captain America.

But if you ask Captain America to go to the battlefield without holding his sarcasm-filled shield, he will tremble when bullets hit his body.

Everyone is a glass cannon. The only difference is between ordinary glass, explosion-proof glass, tempered glass and bulletproof glass. But if a diamond cannon suddenly comes in, it would be boring.

At this moment, Wang Yi suddenly understood why the enemies did not interrupt the protagonist's transformation in those passionate youth movies he watched in his previous life.

After all, from other people's perspective, this is not a boss battle game that can be replayed.

If this cutscene is skipped, you'll have to rely on your luck to watch it again.

So Wang Yi was excited at this time. This person had been preparing for so long, plundering the Qi of mountains and rivers, and slaughtering the blood Qi of living creatures. He was not until now that he was awakened as a god of war.

If you don't give him a grand entrance cutscene, even if you win, you will regret it later.

Wang Yi licked his lips and a bit of madness appeared on his face.

"With such momentum and such an enemy, it would be exciting to kill them all! Come, let me help you. I'll break your turtle shell and see what you really look like!"

Maximum power!
Magnetic field martial arts·Magnetic field blasting fist!
(End of this chapter)