Although the Little White Balls knew, with the meticulous, painstaking analysis and assistance of the "class representatives," that Zhang Guangmu was making things up in the Martial Way Diary, they...
Zhang Guangmu felt that, after creating a story so many people believed in, being exposed on the spot by an "old acquaintance" from within the story was simply too difficult to accept.
His Fashion Value, style, and divine manifestation index would all plummet instantly!
So...
Zhang Guangmu planned to use a faster-acting method and raise his own strength to an entirely new level before officially heading to the Country of Sakura.
The Martial Ancestor didn't know him?
He claimed they weren't acquainted?
No matter!
As long as his strength was sufficient, he only needed to use these "iron fists of friendship" to beat his opponent until he "remembered."
In most cases, strength was confidence!
"Phew..."
Zhang Guangmu exhaled. Divine light shone in his dark eyes as he picked up his brush and wrote several lines in the Martial Way Diary (Yang).
"Shoot the horse first when shooting a man; capture the leader first when capturing bandits."
He deliberately slowed his writing, but the intimidation it carried soared to an entirely new level because of it. "Come to think of it, the shogun and the emperor are nothing more than two puppets on strings."
"Destroying the Oda Family is the righteous path."
"So, young one of the Oda Family..."
"Are you ready to welcome death?"
This vicious, classic great-villain-style threat immediately pushed the holders of the two Martial Way Diary volumes, Yin and Yang, into the stage of an open-card gamble.
The Little White Balls, who loved watching the world burn, scattered flowers in celebration and began excitedly arguing over the upcoming plot. Oda Marina, the person involved, however, was left