The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out from behind.

The man quickly turned around and saw the woman being kicked away.

A Japanese soldier blocked a Qi arrow with his knife.

The man immediately went to the woman's side, helped her up, and then looked warily at the Japanese soldier.

"This Japanese soldier is very powerful. I didn't even notice him getting close. If it weren't for that Qi Arrow, I would have had my head chopped off." The woman was helped to her feet and whispered the information.

"I launched my Qi Arrow while he was on guard, but I was kicked away. In a head-on fight, the two of us were no match for him."

“The other person who made the move was very skilled. I saw the arrow of energy pass by almost the instant it was launched. If it had been aimed at me, I wouldn’t have been able to defend against it at all,” the man said with a serious expression.

Eita Nikaido gripped his demon sword, his gaze fixed menacingly on his surroundings. He admired skilled opponents, but he preferred direct confrontation to this situation where he couldn't even see his enemies.

"Aren't you coming out?" Eita Nikaido turned his gaze to the two members of the Tang Clan.

He took a step forward, and a beam of light suddenly flew in from afar.

Nikaido Eita's gloomy face instantly twisted into a wicked grin, and red flames erupted from his body.

"Found you!" With a burst of wild laughter, he turned and charged at Qi Arrow with incredible speed, slashing out with his sword.

The sharp demonic blade cleaved the Qi arrow in two, and Nikaido Eita charged into the forest at full speed.

Nomura Jiichi stood on the tree, watching Nikaido Eita rush towards him, pursed his lips, and pointed forward.

An arrow imbued with the spirit was shot out.

"Is this all the tricks you know?" Nikaido Eita laughed and slashed at the arrow with his sword.

"Clang!" The Qi arrow was shattered into pieces.

Just as Eita Nikaido was about to rush forward, he discovered that the demon sword in his hand was acting strangely.

"Hiruma! Hiruma!" Eita Nikaido immediately called out in a tense whisper!

Standing on the tree, Nomura Jiichi's eyes gleamed with excitement as he said, "My intuition was right after all; this sword also possesses a soul."

Upon hearing the sudden use of Japanese, Eita Nikaido looked at Jiichi Nomura warily, and at that moment, the sword in his hand returned to normal.

"You are... Nomura Jiichi? You're not dead!" Nikaido Eita stared at Nomura Jiichi's face and suddenly said.

"What? Are you surprised?" Nomura Jiichi said, arms crossed.

Although the two were very close at this moment, and Eita Nikaido was indeed very strong, Niichi Nomura was not afraid at all.

Because the opponent's strength was entirely contained in that knife, and the mind on that knife had a huge psychological weakness that he could completely overcome.

Nomura Niichi's Mind Arrow has only one simple ability: to attack the opponent's mental weakness and then amplify it.

Chapter 122 Nomura Jiichi's Little Moves

Simply put, emotional vulnerabilities are actually lingering feelings of guilt, anger, regret, and other resentful emotions.

The moment you are struck by the arrow of the mind, the impact expands, and you become trapped within it.

To put it simply, it's a control skill.

It has little effect on people who are content with their inner world, have a high moral character, are unmoved, or have a firm will.

But the reverse is extremely effective.

Eita Nikaido gripped the demon sword, watching Nomura Jiichi with extreme vigilance. Just a moment ago, his connection with the demon sword had been temporarily severed.

This made Eita Nikaido feel as if he had lost his spine.

"Why are you here?" Eita Nikaido asked coldly.

"I was captured alive by the Blood Demon, so why do you think I'm here?" Nomura Jiichi said with a cold snort.

"Blood Demon!" Eita Nikaido's eyes lit up, his Qi blazing fiercely, and a blood-red light spreading out.

Eita Nikaido's excitement was barely concealed; he had been incredibly excited ever since he heard about the Blood Demon.

The impatient feeling emanating from the demon sword in his hand filled Eita Nikaido with extreme excitement.

"Blood Demon! Where is he?" Eita Nikaido's expression gradually became distorted and perverse.

"Do you think I'd tell you?" Nomura Jiichi sneered. It wasn't that he didn't want to tell him, but that he didn't dare.

However, he still glanced ahead and Nikaido Eita noticed this, then turned and rushed over.

Watching Eita Nikaido's retreating figure, Niichi Nomura thought to himself with extreme tension, "He probably won't find out! I hope he can kill that guy, then I'll be free."

After waiting for a while, Nomura Jiichi pretended to search and followed behind.

Jiichi Nomura incorporated the Card Spirit, which can control the power of life and death inheritance, but does not have the function of distorting the mind.

When a person's mind is distorted, it will more or less affect their spiritual talents and wisdom, which is completely detrimental to the inheritance and evolution of abilities.

Therefore, Lingge does not possess this ability.

the other side!

"Da da da!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Extremely intense gunfire erupted, accompanied by explosions of shells and flames, and flashes of lightning.

Such a commotion immediately caught the attention of the leader.

"Oh no, someone is launching a full-scale attack on the command post," the man in the suit next to him said in alarm.

Tang Jiaren remained focused and unmoved, but instead sensed an opportunity, and his presence slowly disappeared.

The two warriors ahead, Zuo Jin and You Jin, were startled. The point they had been locking onto suddenly disappeared, which naturally alerted them.

Although he could still see the old man in front of him, the disappearance of the aura lock would cause some methods to lose their fastest reaction time.

After all, vision can't react as quickly as aura detection.

The next moment, Tang Jiaren walked forward with a relaxed posture, while the two warriors were extremely tense.

In an instant, Tang Jiaren suddenly accelerated. Although the two warriors could not lock onto him by his aura, their eyes were fixed on him without the slightest relaxation.

In that instant, he also swung his knife, spraying blood, and the two immediately sensed the problem.

With one arm and one leg chopped off, Tang Jiaren rolled toward the ninja leader as he flung out his hand dagger.

"Clang!" The ninja leaned back and caught the dagger with a wooden stick.

Looking at the half-pierced dagger, the ninja head turned his gaze to the disheveled Tang Jiaren, a victorious smile spreading across his aged face.

Tang Jiaren, who was lying on the ground, also laughed.

……

The crackling sound of burning filled the air as flames engulfed the tent.

The smell of burning mingled with the gunpowder of weapons, permeating the area.

Zhou Ming was emanating a bloodthirsty aura, refining a pile of corpses.

"Boss, I feel like the Japanese army isn't as good as it used to be," Electromagnetic Cannon asked, scratching his head as he stood beside him.

“That’s normal. In two years, the weakness will become more obvious, and it will get weaker and weaker,” Zhou Ming said softly.

It's only been 40 years now, so the weakness isn't obvious yet. By 1942 or 1943, the Japanese army will have weakened rapidly.

"What about the casualties?" Zhou Ming asked as he finished refining the blood-fiend talismans, which flew into his body.

"Nine Blood Demon soldiers were killed; the rest suffered minor injuries and recovered after killing a few more," Takeshita Akira replied from the side.

"Now that the command center is taken care of, it's time to deal with the ninjas." Zhou Ming looked in another direction, waved his hand, and led his men out.

Not far away, Zhou Ming's expression suddenly changed slightly as he ran, and he quickened his pace.

"Old man! Let me introduce myself, Tang Jiaren, the Laughing Yama of the Tang Clan!" Tang Jiaren said with a pale face and a cold smile.

Zhou Ming heard this as he approached the vicinity, and then saw the ninja leader suddenly wail in agony, "Kill him! Kill him now!"

"Boom!" Zhou Ming swung his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

The crimson dragon-head blade flashed towards the two warriors who were slashing at Tang Jiaren. The murderous aura mixed with the sharpness of the dragon-head blade made the two warriors feel as if they were about to be beheaded.

The two warriors stiffened slightly, and coupled with the excruciating pain from the poison, their movements paused for a moment.

This brief pause caused them to completely lose the opportunity to kill Tang Jiaren.

The crimson dragon-head blade flashed and pierced through a warrior's body, cleaving him in two.

The samurai behind him only had time to raise their katana before the blade pierced through their hideous faces.

"Master!" Li Ding also rushed over at this moment, and ran over as soon as he saw Tang Jiaren.

"Don't come any closer!" Tang Jiaren immediately frowned and scolded.

Li Ding realized what was happening and quickly stopped in his tracks.

"Stop them!"

"Baka, kill them!"

"Damn it, these people killed the teacher, don't let them get away."

A large number of ninjas surrounded them from the side, and shouts and curses in Japanese rang out.

Zhou Ming stood next to Li Ding, squinting at the barely perceptible transparent dot, before looking at Tang Jiaren.

"Mr. Tang, if you don't stop your bleeding soon, you might end up dying with your Japanese devils," Zhou Ming said, looking at Tang Jiaren's pale face.

"Don't worry about me, you guys run! They outnumber us, don't get entangled," Tang Jiaren said, taking out a pill from his pocket and swallowing it before catching his breath.

Then, while giving himself some basic first aid to stop the bleeding, he said, "I killed the ninja leader. They're all after me now. We'll split up and run away later."

“Mr. Tang, you’ve made a mistake,” Zhou Ming said softly, standing still.

Upon hearing this, Tang Jiaren looked up at the fierce-looking young man.

"I'm here to annihilate them all; they're the ones who should be running away."

Tang Jiaren stopped what he was doing and looked Zhou Ming up and down. This kid was indeed fierce, but also arrogant.

"So you're the Blood Demon! It seems there's no such thing as a wrong nickname, only a wrong name. Well then, today I'll accompany you to kill a few more people. Anyway, it's just an old life of mine." Tang Jiaren laughed. He felt that this kid was very much to his liking.