Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Little friend, give me a newspaper."

Wuming took out three copper coins and said.

"Ok sir."

The newsboy wasn't shy at all. He quickly walked up to the nameless man, took a newspaper out of his bag, and handed it to him.

"Times may vary."

Wuming looked at Chen Zhen's image in the newspaper and smacked his lips slightly.

According to the timeline he knew, in 1910, when news of Huo Yuanjia's death arrived, Chen Zhen returned to China to investigate the truth behind Huo Yuanjia's death.

Just as the disciples of the Sanyi Sect believed that Zuo Ruotong was invincible, Chen Zhen also believed that Huo Yuanjia was invincible.

Losing to the Japanese? That's impossible.

"Have they already taken the sign to the Japanese dojo?"

"I wonder if any members of the Japanese martial arts community are involved in this."

Feeling the lingering warmth on the newspaper, Wuming couldn't help but grin.

The world has changed. Huo Yuanjia, the number one martial artist in Tianjin, is no ordinary martial artist, and he could not be killed by simple poison.

"Could this be the work of those ninja clans?"

Wuming put away the newspaper and walked towards the Japanese concession.

At this time, a large number of people had already gathered at the entrance to the Japanese concession.

Some were dressed in suits, while others were dressed in rags.

In this era, Huo Yuanjia's fame surpassed that of anyone else in the cultivation world.

Since it concerns the Jingwu School, it naturally attracts a lot of attention.

However, most of these people were stopped outside by Japanese people dressed in samurai attire.

Even among these Japanese people dressed in Bushido attire, there were several Japanese people dressed in Japanese military uniforms.

"A rough understanding of Qi."

Wuming glanced at these people and immediately knew their background.

Then Wuming walked over there with an air of nonchalance.

"Halt! No Chinese or dogs allowed inside!"

Just as Wuming was walking through the crowd toward the Japanese concession, an arm blocked his way.

"roll!"

Wuming glanced at the other party, and instantly a force landed directly on the other party's chest.

With a single glance, the other person coughed up blood and flew backward.

Wow! !

Instantly, the lively crowd fell silent and then ran to the side.

The once bustling streets were suddenly deserted.

At the same time, the Japanese soldiers also raised their rifles and aimed them at the nameless man.

"Stop it!!"

An aged voice appeared, stopping the Japanese soldiers who were about to fire.

As the Japanese on the other side dispersed, a short, elderly Japanese man with a cane appeared before Wuming.

"This is a master."

Wuming looked at the old man and smiled.

However, the height is limited; one can easily kill the opponent with one hand.

However, the fact that Chen Zhen was able to get this old man to come means that Chen Zhen's strength must be considerable.

"Sir, why have you gone to such lengths?"

Beneath the old man's thick white eyebrows, a pair of sharp eyes stared intently at Wuming.

"What, does the master need to consider the other dog's feelings when killing a dog?"

The nameless man stood there quietly, yet he uttered words that shocked everyone around him.

That young man is so arrogant!

"Your Excellency should know the saying, 'A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!'"

The old man gripped his cane, staring intently at Wuming.

If he hadn't sensed the nameless aura as vast and unfathomable as the ocean, he wouldn't have spoken up now; he would have attacked directly.

"how?"

"Aren't you a dog?"

Wuming looked at the old man in front of him.

"Oh, I misspoke. Ever since the Meiji Restoration, you people have probably lived worse than dogs."

Wuming looked up at the old man in front of him with a half-smile.

The Ninja Clan, though called a group of practitioners, are actually nothing more than tools, expendable resources that are only used when needed.

"Sir, don't try to bully me!!"

Upon hearing Wuming's words, the old man flew into a rage and slammed his cane into the ground.

Instantly, a dense network of spiderweb-like cracks appeared beneath the old man's feet.

"That's it?"

"I'm taking Chen Zhen away. You don't have any objections, right?"

Wuming chuckled, glanced at the Japanese soldiers who hadn't yet laid down their guns, and said softly.

"Impossible, this concerns the face of my great Japanese Empire."

"Chen Zhen will not be taken away by you!"

Before the old man could speak, a fierce-looking Japanese officer stepped out from the crowd.

His gaze toward Wuming was filled with eager anticipation.

Compared to Chen Zhen, he sensed a much stronger aura emanating from Wuming.

This continent, which they had long coveted, was indeed a place where hidden talents roamed.

Unfortunately, those in power are all a bunch of incompetent fools!

"how?"

"You used despicable means to poison Huo Yuanjia, and you also used despicable means to deal with Chen Zhen?"

Wuming looked at the other party, whose dense murderous aura indicated that he was a butcher just like Lu Chengfeng.

I just don't know how many people this beast in front of me has killed.

"Your Excellency is speaking nonsense. When have we ever used despicable means to deal with Huo Yuanjia?"

"It was his own fault for losing the game."

The Japanese officer did not fall for Wuming's trick and immediately denied Wuming's words.

"As for Chen Zhen, he came to provoke us, and according to the laws of our Great Japanese Empire, he should be punished according to the law!"

If I'm not mistaken, that Japanese officer should be Fujita Tsuyoshi from the original story.

The other party is here now, and it seems that he has not yet entered the dojo to spar with Chen Zhen.

"What a joke! This is China, and Chinese rules are the only rules."

"What, you run a martial arts school, but you're afraid to accept challenges?"

"Then why bother opening a martial arts school?"

"It feels like you should just go back to your peaceful, carefree lives."

Wuming glanced into the dojo and saw a surge of energy, which put his mind at ease.

"well said."

"That's right, this is our Great Qing!"

"What Qing Dynasty? The Qing Dynasty is gone. It is China, the Republic of China!"

After the nameless man finished speaking, those who had retreated to a distance began to discuss among themselves.

Letting them take the lead is not an option, but cheering them on is still possible.

"What is your identity, sir?"

"Are you trying to lecture my Great Japanese Empire?!"

The Japanese officer's menacing eyes swept over the group behind Wuming, and the shouts stopped instantly.