Chapter 419: Is this the most powerful person in Japan?

"I, why do I say it rains when it rains?" Suddenly, a sparse rain started in the sky. Several young people sitting in the open air at the barbecue stall on the street couldn't help but curse and jump up. With the help of the barbecue stall owner, they moved the table under the canopy not far away.

One of the young men dyed their hair dark red stood under the canopy and looked up at the dark night sky, muttering strangely: "It's weird, can you still see stars and moon on rainy days?"

Not only are there moon and stars in the sky, but it also looks quite bright, with no heavy clouds blocking the view. This situation made the young man a little confused. The rain was so sudden.

"Do you care if he has a moon?" Hearing the young man's muttering, another young man standing not far behind him and slapped the rain on his body, raised his head, glanced at him, and scolded, "Come and continue drinking quickly."

"Here's here." Hearing the greeting of his companion, the young man with dark red hair agreed twice without looking back, and no longer wondered why it suddenly rained.

Turning around and returning to the table to sit down, the third young man who had been sitting there early in the morning suddenly reached out and pushed his shoulder: "Ah Long."

"What's wrong?" The young man with dark red hair turned around, looked at his friend with a strange look, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Here, look at that person." The young man sitting next to Aaron raised his hand and pointed to another open-air table outside the barbecue stall, pointed to a young man sitting next to the table, and whispered: "Is there something wrong with his brain?"

"Damn, don't he cares if he is sick or not, drink and continue drinking." Hearing his friend's words, Aaron couldn't help but laugh and scold, but before picking up the wine glass, he turned his head and looked at the young man who had been sitting at the table for more than two hours, and shook his head with some amusement.

The young man had already sat there before they came to drink. There was only one grilled crucian carp and a few skewers of mutton on the table, and there was a box of beer next to him. It was not said that this kind of drunk person who was alone was not allowed. But it was strange that this young man only drank but did not eat vegetables. After sitting down for more than two hours, he drank nine bottles of beer by himself, while the grilled crucian carp and mutton skewers on the table did not move at all.

Judging from his current attitude, it seemed like he wanted to drink all twelve bottles of wine alone. What's even more strange is that it was okay to say that it didn't rain just now, but it was drizzling in the sky now. Although the rain was not very heavy, on this night when the temperature was only three or four degrees, as long as you were a normal person, you would find a place to hide from the rain first, right?

But he didn't, as if he didn't notice it raining, and he was still sitting there drinking slowly, looking very calm.

All of this made Aaron feel an indescribable strange feeling. Normal people cannot do such things, and those who can do such things are not normal people.

I thought a little crampedly in my mind. Just when Aaron was about to let go of everything and turn his gaze elsewhere, he actually saw an extremely strange person again

In the alley about fifty meters away from the barbecue stall, a man wearing a conspicuous white training suit walked out of the alley, carrying his hands slowly, walking leisurely on the wet street, waiting for the man to approach, Along to see clearly the person's appearance.

This is a middle-aged man who looks about thirties, with short hair. What makes people speechless is that on a dark rainy day on the night, he actually wore a pair of black sunglasses to see the man's outfit clearly. Aaron suddenly felt ridiculous and sarcastic.

"It can't be a mental hospital that ran out, right?" He looked at the young man sitting and drinking, and then at the middle-aged man walking slowly in the cold and bone-blooded rain with his hands on his back. The young man beside Aaron muttered in a low voice...

"Hmph" Just the next second that Aaron's friend mumbled, the young man sitting in the rain suddenly let out a slight cold snorting, and then a sharp sound of sharp blades breaking through the air: "Swhoosh..."

In the midst of lightning, the middle-aged man who had been walking slowly on the street appeared at Along and the others' table. Ping raised his right hand and clenched his fist, stayed in front of Along's friend's forehead, and in his hand, holding a disposable chopstick.

The chopsticks did not touch Aaron's friend's forehead, but a small hole had been broken on his forehead, and blood was flowing down the bridge of his nose...

The suffocation made Aaron and the other two's heartbeat quickly accelerate. In the past, in less than a second, the experience of almost heartbeat arrest caused a cold sweat to seep out of their backs.

"It's not a good habit to say bad things to others behind the back." The man in his thirties chuckled at Aaron's friend, threw the disposable chopstick to the ground, no longer looked at Aaron and the other two, turned around and looked at the young man who had already stood up. He said, "China is not a place where you can do whatever you want."

"Is it you?" A slightly stiff Chinese popped out of the young man's mouth. While asking, he took a gentle step forward, and his murderous intent vented without reservation. At this time, he looked like a sharp sword unsheathed. Although he was just standing there quietly, he could feel the pressure that was almost suffocating.

"It's me." The man in his thirties raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled, took a small step forward, and said slowly: "But this is not a place to solve the problem, come with me?"

Tsukaoka Tomohiro nodded with a gloomy face, and suddenly made a few subtle moves with one hand facing Ye Yangcheng...

Ye Yangcheng, who used the magic technique, was not worried about whether it was exposed or not. After seeing Otsuka Tomohiro nodding, he stopped saying anything. He raised the power of the sky. When his figure swayed slightly, he had already appeared a hundred meters away when he used the magic of the unity. A faint laughter came: "The best Japanese man, come on, let me see how strong you are, haha..."

The light and relaxed and comfortable posture was revealed by Ye Yangcheng, as if he was about to face the new generation of Japan's strongest man, but the kitten and puppy that popped up from somewhere, and his contempt was beyond words.

As a super genius who has already reached the top of Japan's No. 1 strongest man at the age of 27, read the book and come~www Otsuka Okatsuka Tomohiro naturally has his own pride. At this moment, when he heard Ye Yangcheng's provocative words full of contempt, his already gloomy face became even more gloomy.

However, he did not attack Along and the other two who were stunned not far away, because he had already acted once before and dealt with ordinary people. He disdained to take action twice, because if he did that, even if he killed the other party, it would be a great insult in his own opinion.

Otsuka Tomohiro Okazuka did not say a word, and shook his body lightly, followed Ye Yangcheng with a whoosh, disappeared at the end of the street, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Under the awning at the barbecue stall, Along and the other two sat there blankly, staring blankly at the direction where Ye Yangcheng and Otsuka Okatsuki left. After a long time of stagnation, the young man sitting next to Along subconsciously raised his hand and touched his hot forehead. After touching the blood, his pupils suddenly shrank and he said, "Did he... want to kill me just now?"

"I'm afraid, right." Hearing his friend's tone that was obviously too scared, Aaron's heartbeat continued to accelerate. He nodded with an extremely rapid breathing, and stood up and said, "Get out of here quickly, these... these two people are so scary."

"Are they martial arts masters?" The young man who had called Ah Long back to continue drinking gasped, but his eyes shone brightly at the alley that appeared in Yeyang City at the beginning, and murmured in a low voice with a hint of obsession: "So amazing..."

"Didn't you hear that short-haired man say just now?" Aaron swallowed hard and said, "The one who wants to kill Aaron is a little Japanese..."

Just as the three of them were talking, the sudden light rain stopped suddenly, and the air after the rain seemed even more wet and cold. Aaron pulled his collar and urged: "Let's go, take Agang to the hospital first. No one is allowed to go out in the next month."

"Why?" A Gang was stunned.

"Fortunately, we Chinese masters were here just now, otherwise you would have died long ago." Aaron said with lingering fear: "God knows whether that little Japanese has recorded what we look like. If that Chinese master can't do him, he will turn back..."

"Let's go, let's go now." The three of them changed their faces. After leaving more than fifty dollars, they hurriedly fled.

It is nearly 45 kilometers from the place where Otsuka Okatsuki drank to the suburbs of Gyeongju City. For ordinary people, this is indeed a relatively long distance, but for Yeyang Castle and Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro, this is just a journey that can be completed in minutes and seconds.

Ye Yangcheng took the lead and led Otsuka Okato Tomohiro to a rarely visited weeds in the western suburbs of Gyeongju City. Not far from this weeds, there was a messy rock beach, and outside the rock beach was a stream that was not as spacious.

Just stopped at the intersection of the stone beach and the weeds. When he heard the sound of breaking through the air, Ye Yangcheng's face was filled with joking smiles.

In fact, Ye Yangcheng could have dragged Otsuka Tomohiro Otsuka into the Sumeru illusion and joked, but he did not do so, because when he first learned about Otsuka Tomohiro Otsuka, Ye Yangcheng felt an unprecedented sense of crisis from him, but with the promotion of the ninth-level divine nature, Ye Yangcheng's mentality changed to a certain extent.

Ye Yangcheng, who just learned the Thunder Spear technique and the art of reincarnation, really needs a similar opponent to exercise. No matter how good you learn in the combat practice space, no matter how smooth you practice in reality, it is not as good as the effect of honing in actual combat.

In other words, Ye Yangcheng can drag Otsuka Tomohiro into the Sumeru illusion at any time, and can kill Otsuka Tomohiro with the Panlong Silver Spear at any time, but if he does that, who else can Ye Yangcheng ask to practice?

So, in Ye Yangcheng's eyes, Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro is almost equivalent to the status of a free sandbag. What brings Ye Yangcheng a sense of crisis is not Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro, but the black scripture he owns. Without the black scripture, Otsuka Otsuka Tomohiro can still make waves under Ye Yangcheng's nose?

Squinted his eyes slightly, and swept over the slightly raised bulge on Otsuka Tomohiro's back, with a faint square shape. He already knew in his heart and did not hide his joking smile. When Ye Yangcheng raised his hand, he did not change into a combat form, but he also transformed the Panlong Silver Spear.

This is the first benefit obtained after converting the power of the spirit into the power of the nine sky. You can use the power of the nine sky to activate the divine nature of the nine sky and transform into any weapon without changing into a combat form anytime and anywhere.

Holding the Panlong Silver Spear, Ye Yangcheng's body shook slightly. Compared with the stronger momentum that Otsuka Tomohiro had previously emitted, he just stood quietly, but gave people an illusion that it was as hard to shake as a mountain.

As soon as he saw Ye Yangcheng's current state, the originally confident smile on Otsuka Tomohiro's face slowly restrained. He solemnly pulled out a dark Oriental samurai sword from his waist. When the tip of the knife pointed directly at Ye Yangcheng, he said, "You are the first one who can force me to shoot the knife with just aura."

"Oh..." Hearing Otsuka Tomohiro's words, Ye Yangcheng stared at him for a few seconds, suddenly sighed and shook his head and said, "Why can't I see a little bit of the warrior's temperament that is not afraid of difficulties in you?"

"I……"

"Maybe I should force you." Without giving Otsuka Tomohiro Okatsuki a chance to speak, Ye Yangcheng then teased him, raised his left hand shamelessly, and shouted in a low voice: "Gratility Technique, duh"

"Hmph..." Silver light flashed, Otsuka Tomohiro let out a muffled groan when he was caught off guard, and he actually lay down on the grass, his face was hard to see the limit...

Seeing Otsuka Okatsuki's appearance at this moment, Ye Yangcheng, who used gravity technology for the first time, was a little surprised and said, "No, he fell down after only one hundred times the gravity?"

Otsuka Oka Tomohiro's face burst out blue veins, and he struggled to stand up, but reality knocked him down mercilessly. He just supported his body and fell back heavily: "Crack..."

The sound of fractures sounded.

Ye Yangcheng was really speechless. In fact, he just wanted to take his black scriptures first... Is this the most powerful person in Japan?

With a sneer, Ye Yangcheng raised his legs and walked towards Otsuka Tomohiro who could not move...

[Well, when I saw the question raised by Gu Yan's brother, Lao Zui felt it was necessary to explain it here. The knot of cultivation will never appear in the book Shenquan. The Nine Heavens Divine Art that Lao Ye practiced is not a cultivation technique, but a kind of cultivation method that is synchronized with the promotion of the divine character... The specific situation will be explained later. The content center of the article will not change. Please read it patiently. Is it good to have some confidence in Lao Zui?

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