In ancient books, after a strong man dies, he turns into a god and floats on this continent.
And, if there is a mortal, reaching that level again.
That's it, you can attract the power of ghosts and gods...
But, this way.
The biggest consequence is that the control of abilities is extremely rough.
And, because of it.
There is a confusion of consciousness.
Even if the main consciousness dissipates, there will still be some thoughts mixed in with it.
As a result, it is difficult for latecomers to take another step forward.
Even so, there are countless powerful people in Yingzhou who try to embark on this path one after another.
But, before.
Qingshui Longxing just temporarily borrowed the power of ghosts and gods to barely step into that level.
Similarly, Chen Zongheng... also borrowed a few points.
This is why it has such great destructive capabilities.
Chen Zongheng took out the dark iron box with his backhand and looked through it with deep eyes.
This comes from Asao Miho and is passed down from ancestors.
but…
Since that borrowing.
Inside, it was completely empty.
There is no breath left.
"That's fine."
Chen Zongheng shook his head slightly and stood up.
Originally, he wanted to take some away for emergencies.
But, now it seems.
External forces are, after all, just external forces.
Just like Asao Rika, she borrowed the power of ghosts and gods, but became a little stronger.
There is no strong physique or combat experience to support it.
I have no strength, but I have become a little more resistant to beatings...
That time, although Asao Miho's power was far inferior, in the end... she still killed Asao Rika!
This is the difference.
If we talk about combat experience.
In this world, I'm afraid there are few people who can compare with Chen Zongheng.
outside the door.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
Anxiang Mio put on a kimono, her pretty face was gentle, a hint of snow-white ridge was slightly exposed on her chest, and her hair was draped over her shoulders.
Under her feet, she wore wooden clogs, exposing her toes that were as warm as jade.
"Sir, there are visitors outside."
She pursed her red lips slightly and sounded softly.
But, at this moment.
What made Xingxiang Mio a little disappointed.
Chen Zongheng just waved his hand, "I understand."
“…”
He didn't even look at her at all.
This is simply...
Xingxiang Mio felt bitter in her heart and had no choice but to retreat.
But, as soon as I arrived outside the door.
Her fragmentary steps became brisk, she threw the wood glue aside, and sighed somewhat depressedly.
"Oh, it's so difficult..."
As a martial arts practitioner, Anxiang Mio has never worn clogs, a bulky thing, only a few times in her life.
But, at this moment.
With a creak, the door opened gently.
Chen Zongheng stepped on the moss and walked slowly, passing by her with a calm expression.
Ugh...!!
Xingxiang Mio was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put on her shoes and chased after him!
However, she didn't dare to get close for a while.
You can only follow from a distance.
The destruction of the Sword Master brought a great shock to her.
It can be said that it is...a level of collapse of the worldview.
Such a powerful swordsman, Qingshui Longxing.
In the end, the methods he used were almost demonic, far beyond Anxiang Mio's level.
However, he was easily defeated by Chen Zongheng.
Anxiang Mio is not an idiot either.
She knew one thing very well in her heart.
Now, she is the only one left in Shinto-ryu.
Only by hugging Chen Zongheng's thigh can we survive in this world.
And, just now.
It seems that... the effect is not very good.
"Could it be that the breasts are too small..."
Xingxiang Mio pursed her red lips slightly and glanced down reluctantly.
But it was not easy for her to...
"Bah, I'm still young, okay..."
But, at this moment.
ahead.
Chen Zongheng has already entered the living room with a leisurely posture.
"What will they talk about..."
Xingxiang Mio's beautiful eyes were slightly focused, and she tiptoed closer and walked toward the living room.
But, at this moment.
In the reception room.
Sitting on the tatami, surprisingly... it was Mitsui Consortium, the current head of the Mitsui Foundation, Mitsui Shita!
At the age of less than thirty years old, he controls a conglomerate worth tens of thousands and nearly trillions.
This is simply...
A consortium is often established by the alliance of several major forces.
However, Mitsui Shita has been able to reach this stage, and only a few dozen people in Yingzhou are at the top.
But, at this moment.
He was sitting there with a faint smile on his face.
He looks like an ordinary person, with a kind expression.
But, outside.
But it is densely covered with countless bodyguards!
On that day alone, during the battle in front of the manor, nearly half of the bodyguards had been mixed in with passers-by on the street.
At the same time, behind Mitsui, a middle-aged man suddenly stood.
He looked like he had stubby limbs, a cold face, and a hint of indifference in his small eyes.
"Chen Sang, we... meet again."
Mitsui stood up slowly with a smile, "Please allow me to introduce myself for Chen Sang's convenience..."
However, his words were not finished yet.
Chen Zong waved his hands and looked calm.
"No need."
He has no interest in such people.
At this moment, the only reason we can meet each other is because we are tired of seclusion.
Was rejected face to face.
Behind him, the short man had a cold look in his eyes!
However, Mitsui's expression did not change at all. He still smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, maybe we... have a good basis for cooperation."
"I know you want to set up a company in Yingzhou for your friend Miss Qiu?"
"No problem, I... will take care of everything."
His tone was calm, but with deep confidence.
This sentence naturally has other meanings.
If you don't agree, then... when establishing the company, I'm afraid... there will be countless obstacles!
After all, this is Yingzhou.
It is at the headquarters of the Mitsui Foundation.
Mitsui Shita's words came with natural confidence.
This is not a threat.
But...facts.
But, at this moment.
Chen Zongheng's lips curled up into a smile.
"It seems that you have investigated me."
Hear the words.
Mitsui waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't dare, don't dare, you are so powerful that you can even defeat the sword master, how can I dare to offend you?"
"I just want to ask you, sir, for a little help."
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he said calmly.
"What's the rush?"
Hear this sentence.
Under Mitsui, the smile on his face became fuller.
"Of course, help me get rid of all the swordsmen in Yingzhou!"
His body leaned forward slightly, with a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes, "Those guys are of no use at all, they are so annoying!"
"Your Excellency is a foreigner, so I guess... you won't have any difficulties, right?"
But, at this moment.
Chen Zongheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he nodded lightly.
"I hope you won't forget what I said today."
Before Mitsui could wait, a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Chen Zongheng's next words made the expression on his face completely freeze.
"otherwise…"
"I will kill you."
Whoosh!
The short man, with stern eyes, took a step forward!