Chapter 760 Zhang Zhiwei's Heavenly Behavior

Inside the Black Dragon Society’s dojo, wailing and shouting were heard everywhere. The tragic death of their companions did not scare the warriors. They separated their formations and attacked Wang Ai from all directions.

“Hedgehog, let’s hurry up and attack too.” Lu Jin was also eager to try.

“Don’t rush!” Lu Ci quickly pulled Lu Jin: “See how powerful the magic sword is in the hands of the fat man?”

Hearing this, Lu Jin also stopped and watched from the sidelines.

When he first came, Wang Ai was still a little nervous, worried about the actual combat ability of Hirumaru, but after swinging the knife, that bit of nervousness disappeared instantly. This knife was more powerful than he imagined.

Facing the crowd rushing over, he did not retreat but advanced, swinging the knife again, and the air burst into a violent explosion sound. The unique red sword qi of Hirumaru swept out in a crescent shape, cutting off the warriors rushing towards him like a hot knife cutting butter.

Then, he turned around and killed the warriors who attacked from the side with a knife.

Those warriors who were killed did not resist, but the sharpness of the samurai swords in their hands could not be compared with Hirumaru. They all collapsed at the touch, and the people and the swords were cut off together.

Wang Ai moved among the warriors, and his long swords crossed and slashed. His sword skills were natural, just like a swordsman who had been immersed in this way for many years. In just a few encounters, he killed dozens of people in the Black Dragon Society.

Among these warriors who were killed, there were not only those who practiced kendo, but also those who practiced karate. If they were placed outside, they would be good at fighting ten people alone, but in front of Wang Ai holding the magic sword, they were like scarecrows, completely vulnerable.

"If it was the fat man before, he would not be able to face so many people without external help, but now it is easy." Lu Ci exclaimed.

"Now we also rely on external forces!" Lu Jin reminded.

"It's still different. Before, we asked the gods to help us, but the power was not in our hands. Now, the demon sword is under his control. In my opinion, the power that can be fully controlled by oneself is equivalent to one's own power." Lu Ci said.

"I don't think so. These are all external things. Only the power that is born from oneself..." Lu Jin held the opposite opinion.

The two immediately started arguing. Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the two of them and saw that they were just arguing and not fighting, so he resisted the urge to give them a slap.

At this moment, in the field, Wang Ai swung out many huge red sword Qi continuously, but he did not show any signs of fatigue. One is that the Hirudo itself has a lot of Qi, and the other is that Wang Ai's Qi reserves are also very high.

Wang Ai mainly practiced Shen Tu and Chu Ma. Shen Tu needs no explanation, and Chu Ma practiced acupoints. These acupoints can accommodate the arrival of immortals and store Qi like Dantian, so the Qi in his body is very abundant.

After killing many people in succession, even the fearless Bushido did not dare to continue charging. They rolled and crawled back, and began to use firearms and pulled the trigger at Wang Ai.

"Da Da Da..."

Dense brass shells popped out, and bullets whistled like a storm, covering not only Wang Ai, but also Zhang Zhiwei and his group behind him.

Among these people, except for a few who used pistols and rifles, most of them used submachine guns, which were not only powerful, but also powerful, and could easily penetrate tree trunks. At such a close distance and with such fierce firepower, even the extraordinary masters would find it difficult to dodge and resist.

Facing the flames gushing out in front, Lu Ci couldn't help squinting his eyes. Even he had to avoid this kind of attack and couldn't take it head-on, after all, he was not good at self-defense.

As for Lu Jin, if he protected the vital points, he should be able to hold on with the three levels of reverse life.

Zhang Zhiwei needs no further explanation. Ordinary firearms, even some mortars and mountain cannons, can hardly hurt him at all, and can't cause too much consumption. If you want to shake his golden light, you have to use that kind of large-caliber heavy artillery.

As for Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Huaiyi, they have the Golden Light Mantra to protect their bodies. As long as they are not continuously concentrated by fire and consume too much, ordinary firearms can't do anything to them. When the two saw the bullets coming, they held up the golden light at the same time.

"Clang, clang..."

The bullets hit the golden light, and the metal collision sound like iron hammering continued. Wang Ai, who was in the center of the enemy's firepower point, had a red body-protecting true qi surging like a tide, turning into a body-protecting escape light.

But Hirumaru has never killed an alien with a similar ability to the Golden Light Mantra. The body-protecting escape light it formed is not enough to resist the firepower of guns, and even if there is, it is difficult to exert the realm before birth with only the remaining soul in the knife.

Therefore, even though the red light around Wang Ai surged like a tide, he could not completely resist the attack of bullets. However, he was not without a way to deal with it.

His wrist trembled rapidly, and the long sword rotated. The sword light connected into a piece, like a shield, cutting all the bullets that were shot at, leaving only a pile of flat bullets on the ground. This scene was simply horrifying.

After ten years of hard training, they were not as good as the sound of gunfire. Those who practiced martial arts could best understand the power of modern firearms. Seeing Wang Ai constantly blocking bullets with his sword, they roared wildly, and the guns in their hands spewed out more flames.

Even some people who originally shot at Zhang Zhiwei and others, all of them concentrated their firepower on Wang Ai. They didn't believe that this little fat man could resist the attack of so many guns at the same time with just a sword.

"Go to hell, Chinese pig!" There was madness in their eyes, and they pulled the trigger desperately, and the barrels of the guns were smoking.

"Fatty has made it! This knife flower is so pleasing to the eye!" Lv Ci smiled with his hands folded.

"It seems that Fatty is about to reach his limit. Should we also take action?" Lu Jin said.

"Let's do it!" Zhang Zhiwei said, "Just test it out. Do you really expect Fatty to kill them all?"

He gave an order, and everyone behind him moved together. In an instant, all kinds of means were used at the same time. In just one encounter, the people in the Black Dragon Society's dojo were killed. The corpses died in different ways and blood was everywhere.

"I say, why did you take action so late? I'm almost exhausted." Wang Ai said while holding the leech ball.

Although it looks cool to cut through the rain of bullets with a knife, it consumes a lot of energy, especially the physical consumption, which makes him very tired.

However, this feeling of holding a long knife, rushing into the enemy camp, and killing people like cutting grass, is the first time he has experienced it.

This feeling was quite novel. During this period, he had been running around and asking for help for the Tiantong Church.

This made him hold his breath, but now, after a killing spree, the depression in his heart has dissipated a lot.

Wang Ai looked at the corpses with hideous faces all over the ground, took a deep breath, and soon calmed down.

He began to recall the previous feeling. It was really cool to kill people with a knife, because he could feel that every time he killed a person, the long knife in his hand ate a soul, and the power fed back to him was stronger.

Although that little power was not worth mentioning compared to the overall, this feeling of upgrading by killing people was fascinating, which drove him to kill more people.

This was not the temptation of the sword spirit, but an instinctive reaction, just like playing a game. Countless people worked day and night to grind dungeons and equipment for the strength of the characters in the game. This was the case in the game, not to mention killing people to become stronger in reality. That kind of personal experience was incomparable to the strengthening of game characters.

However, after stopping, Wang Ai felt a little empty, as if he had entered a state of saint, and the pleasures he had felt before left him.

Wang Ai had personally felt the strength brought by the "national teacher"'s possession, and had also traveled around with Zhang Zhiwei. During this process, although his strength had increased limitedly, his knowledge was not low.

People who have seen big scenes will naturally not be blinded by the petty gains in front of them. Wang Ai could tell clearly that the feeling of becoming stronger by killing people just now was just an illusion.

He repeatedly persuaded himself in his heart that this knife was just a tool given to me by Senior Brother Zhang to protect myself, and he must not be addicted to it. He should be a good bishop of his own, make the Tiantong Church bigger and stronger, and use the performance of the hall to improve himself. This is the kingly way. Weapons are just icing on the cake, and we must not put the cart before the horse...

"Fatty, how do you feel? Is it very good?" Lu Ci came over and patted him on the shoulder and said.

"It's fun to kill, but it's just like that after killing," Wang Ai's previous ferocious expression disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Compared to the fighting and killing in the martial arts world, I still prefer the ways of the world!"

"Tsk, you are just boring!" Lu Ci said: "What's the point of those treacherous ways of the world? The truth will eventually fall into fighting and killing. If you ask me, means are the kingly way. Whoever dares to provoke me, I will kill him."

Wang Ai said: "If you do that, how is it different from a mad dog? Who in the whole martial arts world dares to play with you?"

"Who wants to play with them? I want them to be afraid of me. As I said, means are the kingly way." Lu Ci said.

He still has a full understanding of himself. He is not good at the ways of the world. If he plays these with those old foxes, he might be sold out and help count the money, so he is good at using his own set of rules.

"Methods are indeed the kingly way, but hedgehog, your statement is not the kingly way, it is the tyranny, and tyranny is not desirable!" Lu Jin said.

Lu Ci looked at him unhappily: "Old Lu, you are a simple-minded guy with strong limbs, do you know what is called the kingly way and the hegemonic way?!"

"I have read more books than you!" Lu Jin was immediately dissatisfied.

Wuyicuoyifayifayi contentyi yi 6 yi 9 yi shu ba kan!

"You are just studying hard, what do you know?"

Lu Ci said: "You can only talk about your broken Lu family rules all day long, what you call family way, if you want to talk about the kingly way, then Senior Brother Zhang's method is the kingly way!"

"Senior Brother is not the kingly way and the hegemonic way, those are tricks played by secular people!" At this time, Zhang Huaiyi suddenly said silently.

"What is the way of Senior Brother Zhang?" The two looked at Zhang Huaiyi together.

Zhang Huaiyi looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "Brother, I'm asking you a question. Why don't you talk about it?"

"What's the point of arguing about the tyranny and the kingly way?" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly: "What is the tyranny? Beat you and make you call me daddy. What is the kingly way? Let you call me daddy on your own initiative, but do you have to be this daddy? We practitioners should follow the way of heaven."

"What is the way of heaven?" everyone asked.

"The way of heaven..." Zhang Zhiwei paused, thought for a moment, and said in the most easy-to-understand words:

"The way of heaven is that if you are a person, then you are a person. If you are a dog, then you are a dog. I can't treat you as a person."

"For the way of heaven, killing people and dogs is the same, there is no good or evil, as long as the person who should be killed conforms to the way of heaven and conforms to morality."

"As for what is the way and what is virtue, the way is the law of nature, and conforming to the law of nature is virtue. Does the killing talisman conform to the law of nature?"

"It conforms to nature, so it is not bound by things outside the laws of nature. Kill when it is time to kill. This is the way of heaven."

"Old Lu is indeed a bit conservative sometimes. You follow the rules and treat people as people. This is right, but in some cases, are the people you think they are really people?"

Zhang Zhiwei pointed to the corpse under him and said:

"Some people are not actually people. They just look like people. They may be wolves, dogs, tigers, leopards, jackals, snakes, scorpions, and all kinds of evil. You just kill them. This is the way of heaven."

Everyone was a little confused, but Zhang Huaiyi showed a clear look on his face. It turned out that this was the senior brother's code of conduct.

Zhang Huaiyi thought of the scenes when his senior brother killed people in the past.

No matter who he wanted to kill, his senior brother's emotions seemed to have never fluctuated at all. His killing intention was never strong, but extremely pure.

He always felt that his senior brother treated human life a little too carelessly, or that he didn't care about human life at all. His attitude towards killing a person and ending a life was like treating the bottle cap of a wine bottle.

Does a person have any feelings or attitude towards the bottle cap?

No... no disgust, no guilt, no hatred, just want to drink the wine inside.

This is the attitude of the senior brother towards killing.

So killing, in his opinion, has always been practicing the way of heaven?

Others were also frightened by Zhang Zhiwei's words.

At this time, dense footsteps came.

"Old Lu, do you understand?" Lu Ci poked Lu Jin with his elbow.

"I understand, but I don't understand!" Lu Jin said: "What about you?"

"I understand," Lu Ci kicked a corpse on the ground away, "Senior Brother Zhang means that although these guys look like people, they are not actually people, so we have to eliminate them on behalf of the way of heaven."

Lu Jin: "…………"

That's just a metaphor that Senior Brother Zhang said. You don't explore the meaning and take a metaphor as an answer?

At this time, the owner of the Black Dragon Society Dojo, Kazuo Funakoshi, rushed over with a group of people.

Seeing the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground ahead, Kazuo Funakoshi's pupils shrank, and he looked at Zhang Zhiwei and his group with a gloomy face.

Those who died were all the good players he brought from the Black Dragon Society in Japan. If there were conflicts with other dojos, he would have to investigate any injuries. Now so many people died at once...

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Sir, my Black Dragon Society doesn't seem to have provoked your Tiantong Church. You came to kill us like this, which is a bit against the rules, right? There must be a reason, right?!"

Kazuo Funakoshi is a smart man. As soon as the incident happened, he had already made the worst plan. The reason why he came so late just now was because he made some other arrangements, and now, he wanted to delay the time a little longer.

"Reason?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it. It was not difficult for him to make up a reason like destroying the Hongkou Dojo. He could make up 10,000 reasons, but that was boring. Zhang Zhiwei didn't want to argue with the other party about these meaningless things.

He stood under the scorching sun, looking down at Kazuo Funakoshi, who was more than a head shorter than him, and said calmly:

"What does it have to do with you if I destroy you!?"