I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo

boom! ! !

Dozens of grenades exploded at the same time, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Onoda's self-destruction came so fast and hard that America's school officials, not to mention the school officials, didn't even have time to stop the 'paper dance' in the air.

no,

Why are you so skilled?

Yuu, who was far away in Adachi District, couldn't help but rub his temples. Even if he was poisoned, it was not impossible for him to save him, but he self-destructed so decisively——

Um?

In the rising smoke, Zhi Wu's delicate features glanced at the center of the explosion.

The gray old man Onoda and the other two unlucky American school officers were naturally reduced to pieces by the explosion. There was no possibility of piecing it together, so we had to use shovels to collect the bodies. But this is just the sight of other people:

In the eyes of 'Zhi Wu', one large and two small 'light balls' floated out.

The big one is no bigger than a fingernail, and the small one is like a firefly. If not for the improvement in strength during this period, even Yuu, the source of all extraordinary things, would have difficulty detecting it.

soul?

interesting,

In the world of fire, souls certainly exist, and there are even many techniques to use and harm souls.

For example, Kato Dan's 'Spiritual Transformation Technique', such as the famous 'Zhou Gui Seal', and even 'Dirty Earth Reincarnation', it immediately became a dream come true scene!

But these are basically S-level forbidden arts. Among the low-level arts, there are no arts that affect the soul: the secret arts of the Yamanaka family mainly affect the mind and brain.

"Well, it can be considered an unexpected gain."

When the strong wind subsided and the remaining two extraordinary beings were on full alert, Zhiwu, who was holding a fan, did not continue to attack, but stretched out his other hand.

Aim at the direction of the explosion and move your index finger gently.

"Come,"

? !

Although invisible, everyone present would not think that the other party was bluffing.

Could it be

Zhiwu's index finger and thumb curled up, and Zhiwu showed an interesting expression on his face. Then, he put his empty fingers into his sleeve.

"That's it for today,"

Gazing across the faces of the people who were facing formidable enemies, Zhi Wu waved the fan in his hand.

"When we meet next time, I hope you can bring me new surprises. - If you still have a future."

After saying that, Zhi Wu's body began to decompose into white paper and fall down, just like when she appeared. Izori Ichika ignored the danger, stepped forward and raised his head to ask:

"etc!"

"What do you mean?"

What does "if there is still a future" mean? Is there a more dangerous crisis?

"Hehe~~The wind is blowing."

However, Zhiwu just dropped a confusing sentence and disappeared among the scattered papers.

?

The Riddler gets out of Tokyo! !

Iori Ichika wanted to look up to the sky and roar, but he just thought about it.

If she really offended this 'paper dancer' and caused him to come to her privately, she couldn't think of any other way to deal with it other than kneeling down to beg for mercy.

If you can't afford to offend, then you can only 'forgive' the other party.

"Colonel Gurlie,"

"The mission is over, let's withdraw first."

The target, Onoda, has become nothing but meat and is 'mingling' with America's two extraordinary school officers.

In the end, he self-destructed, causing the scene to be extremely tragic. Fortunately, the island nation was unscathed: So why are you still here, admiring America's bitter face?

Although many people in the island country are happy to do this, they still have to wear a serious face in front of Americans: they have all received professional training, and expression management is part of the workplace culture in the island country.

"You did a great job, Gulie."

The voice of Brigadier General Thomas, the operations commander, came from the headset.

"This situation was also expected by us. Come back, your work is over."

Da da da da,

Helicopters rushed over quickly.

People wearing white chemical protective suits, gas masks, and carrying special storage boxes slid down the rope, quickly gathered around them, and then started:

Use the tools in your hands to collect the fleshy remains and charred bones on the ground!

Whether it's Onoda's or the two school officers'.

They are all valuable experimental materials!

Pity,

If it can be captured alive

This scene made the senior officials and scientific researchers in the command room feel regretful.

————

"soul,"

Being caught so easily?

Playing with the ball of light in his hand, Zhiwu slapped his forehead.

"Yes,"

"There is no 'Pure Land' in this world."

In the world of fire, there is a place called the 'Pure Land'.

The soul of the dead person will go to the 'Pure Land', and unless there are special circumstances, he will not even notice that he is dead.

For example, the two shadows of the previous generation, earth and water, who died together, were reincarnated by the dirty earth, with big eyes and small eyes; another example is a certain vegetable: Madara? Where are you? I have arrived at the Pure Land——

Of course, a certain old man of Six Paths can come and go freely, and can even chat with anyone at will: one has to doubt that the so-called 'Pure Land' is the place he created to preserve the souls of ninjas.

When encountering a big battle, a group of dirty earth ninjas came out, but they were much easier to use than the 'White Zetsu'!

Since there is no "Pure Land" in this world, the constraints on the soul are very low. It is logical that the soul after extraordinary death can be easily captured by the "Paper Dance".

"So, what to do with this soul?"

Although Onoda was defeated, his ability to get things done and his decisive character were good enough as a chess piece. It would be a pity to throw them away like this. How about:

Let's do an experiment on him, and if it works, continue to work hard for yourself.

If you fail, then you will fail.

Thinking this, Zhi Wu stretched out his finger and touched the small ball of light.

black,

cold,

Nothing.

This is how Onoda feels.

No, even whether ‘feeling’ exists is unknown.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a second, maybe a minute, maybe an hour, maybe a day or even a year:

Until a ray of light falls from the sky!

?

In an instant, the memories and thoughts belonging to 'Onoda' came to life again. In the light, his body condensed again and turned into a human form, suspended in the cold darkness.

"I am"

"Are you awake?"

A hoarse voice came from above, causing Onoda to raise his head subconsciously.

"grown ups,"

The next second,

He knelt down respectfully and bowed to the ground and got off his seat.

What floated above his head was a mysterious and extraordinary being wearing a wide robe with long sleeves, a tall white cloth hat, and the letter "three" written on it.

"I heard from Zhi Wu that you died fighting hard, which is not bad."

"It's just my duty as a minister that I have to worry about."

As his head went wrong, his mind started to work again, and Onoda reacted.

He is already dead!

Then, this is most likely Yomi-Hirazan.

With the mysterious and unpredictable methods of the master in front of him, it is not a bad idea to fish him out of the underworld!

Thinking of this,

The old man's soul became more respectful.

Of course he is not afraid of death; but it would be better if he could live.

Besides, he was not willing to die like this before he could drive away the beautiful beast.

"Well, he can be considered a talent."

The enigmatic and mysterious man spoke calmly,

"I will give you a chance to return to the human world."

"However, such behavior will definitely anger the underworld; the dangers involved are unpredictable. Do you dare to try it?"

"It's all up to the adults to decide, no matter how hard you die!"

————

After the chaos,

"Mr. Yagyu, thank you for your work."

"Don't dare, don't dare. That extraordinary potion."

As soon as the middle-aged man with a flattering look on his face finished speaking, the expression of the island official who had been smiling just now darkened.

"This extraordinary potion is very precious."

"Even in the American military, you must have the rank of colonel to be eligible to apply."

"I wonder if there are any members of the Yagyu family who serve in high-level positions in the military or police?"

Don’t you know what’s going on in my family? !

"So, it's Yagyu Menlang."

The middle-aged man, whose face was twitching, lowered his head, unable to even maintain a fake smile.

The island official didn't look at him again, waved his hand, and someone immediately handed him a credit card.

"There are 50 million here to compensate for the losses caused by this operation."

"Mr. Yagyu, take care of yourself."

After saying that, the official raised his legs and walked away: It's just a swordsman family that has been in decline for an unknown number of years. If only it had extraordinary power; without extraordinary power, it can't even beat a policeman with a gun, and it's no different from ordinary people. What a difference.

He was an upright 'island traitor' with America's back, so how could he be afraid of an ordinary warrior!

Besides, there were countless officers in the American Army using Extraordinary Potion, so how could it be his turn?

"Ahhhhh!"

"Beasts, beasts, how can you cultivate!!"

After all the people from America and the island country left, Yagyu Harashige, whose face turned white and then red, looked up to the sky and howled wildly while standing in the ruins of his 'home'.

Just roaring was not enough to vent his anger. He strode towards the still intact practice room and suddenly pulled off an ancient samurai sword from the wall, which was the famous sword passed down to Yagyu Jubei:

Eyes of mind!

"Damn America, damn the DA, damn it"

Pulling out the sword, Yagyuhara danced furiously.

"Hi, hi, hi!"

The long sword slashes horizontally and vertically with a fierce momentum; the well-maintained blade reflects the sunlight, like a dazzling sun. Whether it is the murderous momentum or strength skills, Yagyu Shininryu's kendo essence is fully displayed. It is worthy of being The head of the Yagyu family.

but--

That's all.

Fighting one-on-one with a knife, Yagyu Harashige is confident in killing all enemies.

If it were an ordinary person holding a long sword fighting against an ordinary person holding a long spear, Yagyu Harashige could give it a try.

But if faced with three ordinary people who had received spear training, Yagyu Harashige could only retreat and fight guerrillas.

Even the founder of the Shinin Ryu, Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, who is recognized as the "Sword Master" by the island country, can dance with a spear like a tiger on the battlefield, and he can't even get close to something like a katana. It can only be used as a secondary weapon; as well as a status symbol and emergency item in daily life.

People have limits.

When this limit is reached, it is almost impossible to go 0.01 seconds faster.

The advantages of weapons are fully demonstrated at this time, and the spear is the king of the battlefield.

This is just a cold weapon. If hot weapons are included, the loneliness of the katana is unavoidable.

Even the police system, which has the most "martial arts", has abandoned swordsmanship in many places and practiced more practical capture.

Qiang,

The long knife pierced the floor,

After venting his anger, Yagyu Harashige half-knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.

Is swordsmanship really in decline?

"You dance well,"

? !

Hearing the voice, he looked back in shock and found a mysterious man floating in his own training ground.

The other party was wearing a simple and wide hunting robe, a black tall crown, a jade pendant on his waist, and wooden clogs. Without the hat, he looked only about 1.4 meters tall. The white cloth hanging in front of the hat covered his face, and only the black word "three" on the white cloth was extremely eye-catching.

"Who are you?"

This kind of dress, this way of appearing at an unknown time, must be an extraordinary existence!

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is: one of my subordinates was besieged and destroyed here just now."

? ? ?

No,

If you want revenge, why didn't you come earlier!

Is it possible that even extraordinary existences are afraid of America?

"Those barbarians named "America", I will deal with them myself."

As if seeing through Yagyu Hara Shige's thoughts, the mysterious man continued in a hoarse voice.

"It's him who wants revenge on you."

After saying that, the mysterious man raised his hand.

The Secret Technique of the Mountain·Turning Heart

? !

The eyes blurred, and when he came to his senses, Yagyuhara Shige found himself standing in his own back garden: cherry blossoms, green willows, rockery and flowing water. There was also a gray-haired old man walking in slowly:

"Mr. Onoda?"

"Yagyu, you didn't expect it, did you--"

The gray-haired old man holding a saber pressed forward step by step, his eyes full of murderous light.

"Originally, I was going to invite you to do something big, become an extraordinary beast to fight against the United States, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it"

"You actually betrayed me, a beast! Are you worthy of the surname Yagyu?!"

Facing the angry rebuke of the 'Onoda' in front of him, Yagyuhara Shige's face turned pale and blue, and finally he could only sigh:

"Old man, I am also forced to do it."

"Okay, then don't blame me!"

Waving the saber in his hand, the gray-haired old man Onoda rushed towards Yagyuhara Shige viciously.

Amid the sound of the two swords clashing, the ‘souls’ of the two fought in a ball.

“The strength of the soul will also be affected by the body.”

If he was strong in life, he would be equally strong after death. Although Onoda was fighting ‘away’, he was extraordinary after all. If he couldn’t even beat the soul of an ordinary person, then——

The mysterious man ‘Mr. San’ floating in the air raised his head slightly and looked at ‘Yagyuhara Shige’ whose eyes were clear again.

In just a dozen seconds,

In the confrontation at the soul level,

the two sides had killed each other hundreds of times, and finally ended with Yagyuhara Shige’s soul unable to bear the collapse.

“Thank you for your cultivation, Onoda will never forget it.”

The middle-aged man put down the long sword in his hand and bowed respectfully to the mysterious man.

"Very good,"

"From today on, abandon the name 'Onodera'."

"You don't need me to teach you how to do it."

"Yes, thank you for your trouble."

The old man who replaced 'Yagyuhara Shige' nodded heavily, and from now on:

"I am Yagyuhara Shige!"

The experiment was successful,

However, how long this body can last is a question, and it needs to be observed slowly. Anyway, there is plenty of time, next:

"Mr. San" floating in the air looked up and looked towards the direction of Tokyo Bay.

The wind started to blow.