"Oh no...it seems a little stronger than those three guys before?"
After briefly feeling the touch on the palm used to block the blow just now, Sun Haoran added lightly, "Although it's still pitifully weak."
"Forehead……"
Yuan Zhisheng felt ashamed when he heard this.
He is now completely convinced that Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were indeed attacked by an unprecedented powerful enemy that night.
But that's not the point. The point is that he could tell from the speed at which the arc of light slashed that it was powerful, but it was still considered 'poorly weak' in front of the man in front of him?
He began to fall into confusion, so the question came, to what extent would an enemy be considered pitiable in front of this man?
(Norton: I’m not talented, so I shouldn’t be too pitiful.)
Sun Haoran looked at the four people who appeared in front of him again with interest.
Counting the three last time, it seems that there are exactly seven, enough to make up the so-called 'Seven Lucky Gods'.
If I guessed correctly, these guys should be 'Dahkala', 'Bencaiten', 'Fu Lu Shou' and 'Shou Lao Ren'.
The three people who faced him last time turned into a pool of blood and disappeared without a trace. According to the inference of the blood sample monitoring report, those three bodies should be the product of some kind of experiment and not their original bodies.
So what is the principle behind the three goods driving the body?
After thinking about it, it seems that there is no other possibility other than possessing him with his soul.
In other words... if you want to kill these so-called 'gods', you must completely destroy the other party's 'spirit'.
This puts Sun Haoran in a difficult position.
In terms of brute force, he believed that among all the beings he had seen in this world, no one except the old Heavenly Master could possibly be stronger than him, but when it came to mental attacks, he seemed to know nothing about it.
If it really doesn't work, we might have to hire foreign aid.
But that doesn't matter anymore. What's important now is that those three guys shouldn't be dead either, but I don't know why they didn't show up now.
Are you hiding in the dark and preparing for a sneak attack?
If this group of guys had any brains, they would have known that a sneak attack was pointless. It would be better to gather seven people together and maybe let him stretch his muscles.
No matter what, no matter what these guys think, let’s fight first and then talk about it!
The other side seemed to think so too.
Daikokuten, who was as tall as Bishamonten, walked upstream. His heavy steps trampled on the land at the bottom of the river. Every step caused a movement like a landslide and the ground cracked. In a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of Sun Haoran.
Not only him, but also the old man Shou holding a cane and the white-haired boy-faced Fu Lushou who were attacking from the left and right of Sun Haoran at the same time.
After the failure of the three people last time, the remaining four people seemed to have learned a lesson and knew that they could completely defeat Sun Haoran in a single fight, so they simply adopted a siege method to deal with Sun Haoran from the beginning.
The three people who are good at close combat rushed over at the same time, and the gap between the three people was also filled with two arcs of light that were the same as before. It was Benzai who was behind him who strummed the strings of the pipa in his hand, each time. Every move is accompanied by a fierce concentration of energy, forming a sharp arc of light that goes upstream towards this side.
Faced with the tacit and simultaneous attack of the four people in front of him, Zhang Chulan pulled Feng Baobao and Yuan Zhisheng aside without saying a word.
He knew that whether it was him, Yuan Zhisheng or even Feng Baobao, they could only become a burden in Sun Haoran's battle.
The man in front of me is a ruthless man who can defeat the Dragon King in such an unfavorable place in the water! I don’t know where these four idiots who have not even left their human form have the courage to fight?
In the eyes of everyone, Sun Haoran took a deep breath.
The next moment, the diving suit on his body shattered, and countless bubbles continued to rise. Almost instantly, the pitch-black armor completely enveloped him, leaving only a pair of golden eyes shining in the pitch-black underground river.
He had returned the spider cutter to Yuan Zhisheng just now. He had no time to borrow it now, so he was in a state of bare hands. However, since he had put on this armor, there was no reason to lose even if he had no weapons.
He only made one movement, waving his arms shrouded in black air.
"!!!"
Feeling the terrifying power carrying the river water in front of them, the four people who attacked realized that something was wrong almost at the same time.
"This is...'Fighting God Armor'!?"
Benzaiten, who saw this scene most completely from a distance, even forgot about the fluctuation of the strings.
They are very familiar with this armor. During the war between the gods, that monkey wore this armor and killed everyone!
This armor is a psychological shadow for the gods who have experienced this fierce power, including of course the Seven Lucky Gods. After all, when the monkey was on the battlefield, he would hit anyone with a stick without recognizing anyone who was in the way.
Bang bang bang——
The three figures smashed into the river wall almost at the same time.
Sun Haoran just waved his arm, and the terrifying power enveloped the river water, causing the arc of light cut by Bian Caitian to instantly shatter, and even the terrifying impact of the water flow directly ruthlessly knocked back the three people approaching.
After this simple action, the entire river swayed as if it was about to collapse, and it took a long time for it to stop.
In just one encounter, Sun Haoran's extreme violence caused the four self-proclaimed 'gods' in front of him to be completely defeated.
"..."
Yuan Zhisheng has lost the ability to organize language at this moment.
His understanding of power was once again refreshed by the man in front of him.
Just waving your hand can cause such a huge movement. How powerful is this?
He now wants to suggest to Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao that they should withdraw first, because if the man in front of him really gets serious, the river will probably collapse soon!
But he soon discovered that his worries were unnecessary.
Because dealing with the four enemies in front of him didn't seem to require Sun Haoran to use all his strength.
"God of War Armor?" Sun Haoran seemed to have just heard the exclamation from the other side, and a faint smile appeared on his face under the mask, "I didn't even know this armor was called this, it sounds pretty good, thank you."
As he spoke, his figure started to move.
As Sun Haoran moved, the river in front of Yuan Zhisheng and others seemed to have set off a tornado, and they had to desperately cling to the depression on the stone gate to maintain their shape in order not to be swept away by the attraction of the opponent's movement.
At this moment, the water in the entire battlefield seemed to be a boost for this man. Every move he made affected the actions of everyone around him, including the enemy on the opposite side.
Perhaps only a real dragon is qualified to compete with Sun Haoran in such an environment, because at this moment, the four guys who claim to be gods have been oppressed by the terrifying water pressure to the point where they can no longer move and can only drift with the tide.
Unfortunately, their drift did not last long.
"ah--"
Accompanied by several screams.
Every time Sun Haoran's figure moves in front of a target, a cluster of bright red blood flowers will explode.
In just a few breaths, the four figures that were approaching menacingly just now had their heads crushed by the terrifying violence, and only their bodies were left to move away along the rushing water.
The strange thing is that these four bodies seemed to have lost some kind of support and began to dissolve in the water. Soon they turned into blood and merged into the river and disappeared without a trace.
"Is this... the end?"
When the water flow stopped being as turbulent as before, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have not yet reacted.
"Yes, Young Master."
Zhang Chulan smiled awkwardly, "You know why we didn't panic at all, right?"
"..."
"Okay, get out of the way."
With that said, Zhang Chulan motioned to Feng Baobao and Yuan Zhisheng to get out of the door.
According to what he knew about his elder brother, there was absolutely no reason to waste energy on putting on this armor when dealing with these guys who could be killed with just a lift of their hands. He also broke the oxygen bottle and had to hold his breath.
Therefore, the main purpose of Sun Haoran putting on the armor was actually to open the seemingly unshakable door to the temple.
boom--
After the three people got out of the way, there was a violent muffled sound, and the body of Sun Haoran, who was leaning slightly, seemed to sink into the ground due to the strong force.
He had just observed that there was no gap in the middle of this stone door, so it could either be opened laterally to the sides or pulled upwards.
But these methods of opening the door were too troublesome, so he planned to try the simplest method of opening the door first.
"drink--"
With a loud roar, Sun Haoran waved his fist. The power rose from the ground, was transmitted through the bulging legs to the waist, and finally to the arms and fists. At the same time, the Battle God Armor he was wearing seemed to be releasing pressure. Dark mist continued to pour out.
boom--
The next moment, a violent roar sounded.
The whole world seemed to be shaking because of this punch. The walls of the river seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure as rocks kept falling, forcing Yuan Zhisheng and others to run for cover.
Good guy, you don't think about whether this place will collapse at all, do you? Yuan Zhisheng was speechless and choked in his heart while dodging the falling gravel.
What made him even more speechless was that this rough method of opening the door seemed to be successful!
The water started to flow toward the door, which meant there were holes or gaps in the door.
That's right, at this moment, Sun Haoran's fist has been completely embedded in this seemingly indestructible stone door. With the fist as the center as the origin, the entire stone door is cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Sun Haoran's mouth widened under his mask, and he took out his fist and punched again.
boom--
Boom——Boom——
"What exactly happened down there..."
In the site enclosed by the construction fence on Mount Fuji, Shio Miyamoto felt slight vibrations coming from the ground and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
If earthquakes were not a common occurrence in Japan, it would be really difficult to explain this to the outside world.
No...it's a waste of explanation. He was also confused about what was happening below at this moment. He didn't know and thought they had sent a demolition team down to prepare to demolish the temple. But it was clear that only four people were going down!
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After Sun Haoran and others entered the so-called temple through the shattered stone door, a strange force came down to form a light curtain, which seemed to isolate the place from the outside world.
The water outside can no longer flow inside, and the people inside can't seem to get out.
"This is……"
Looking at the scenery behind the stone gate, Zhang Chulan had some doubts in his eyes and opened his mouth hesitantly.
It was different from what he imagined.
I thought that the so-called temple should be a magnificent and solemn scene when entering from the gate.
However, there seems to be only one underground cavity, surrounded by red rock walls. The only thing that seems to be related to the 'god'... It seems that there is only one standing at the end of the stone path that extends from the door to the depths of the cavity. A shrine that looks a little shabby. It was obviously pitch black here, and according to common sense, they should only be able to see the distance illuminated by the lighting equipment on their bodies. However, the shrine in the distance seemed to be shrouded in some inexplicable halo, and it could still be clearly seen even from a distance of several hundred meters.
"Is this the palace of Japanese gods? It's too shabby."
Finally, Zhang Chulan, who found the adjective, couldn't help complaining.
"What else do you think?"
Sun Haoran rolled his eyes, "Japanese gods don't have much character to begin with. Most of them are just country legends. And these Seven Gods of Luck... I remember that they seemed to be the ones who stole the name of our 'Eight Immortals', right? Really, give it to me anyway. Eight of them came out, they can’t even copy them, they deserve to be so shabby.”
"..."
Listening to the two people talking about the local gods, Yuan Zhisheng could only remain silent and pretend not to hear.
He doesn't believe in God.
I have never been fond of these ancient myths and the fatalism involved in them. No... I should say he's a little disgusted, because the family even regards him as 'Amaterasu'.
In a sense, Sun Haoran's criticism is indeed correct. Most of these so-called gods are exaggerated by believers.
This so-called 'belief' seems to have no effect except to put a heavy burden on him, just like him and Eriki who are bound by his 'Amaterasu' and 'Tsukiyomi'. If someone believes in it, he will be a god. , then didn’t they, who were believed by the Eight Sheqi Family, also become ‘Amaterasu’ and ‘Tsukiyomi’?
However this is actually meaningless.
All he wanted to do most was just be a normal person, selling sunscreen on the beaches of France. The same goes for Eriyi. If Eriyi was just an ordinary girl, she would be much happier than she is now. At least she wouldn't have to be grounded in a room full of disinfectant smell all day long.
Therefore, he felt that it was probably better for gods not to exist.
Unfortunately, however, the opposite seems to be true.
Because everyone felt the strange energy fluctuations in this space.
"But then again...although it's a little shabby, it's really weird here, isn't it?"
Zhang Chulan carefully stretched out his fingers and touched the light curtain behind them that blocked the water flow outside.
A stinging sensation like an electric shock forced him to retract his hand, and after that, a chill hit his heart, making him feel a little mentally exhausted.
"This power... has never been seen before."
"..."
Sun Haoran on the side remained silent about this, and his eyes became solemn as he looked into the depths of the shrine.
(End of chapter)
