However, the Island Master in the surveillance room was delighted at that moment, his heart swelling with pride.
"Kakuzu, get up!"
"You piece of trash, get up and kill Mirai for me!"
"Hurry up, hurry up! My money can beat you! Get up already!"
The long-standing lack of capital seemed to have enraged the rich. One after another, regardless of status or strength, they began cursing, their expressions growing increasingly twisted.
"Hmph!"
Mirai attacked, but he also let out a dissatisfied snort.
At that moment, Mirai's spiritual power erupted, and that cold snort carried his spiritual power as well. In an instant, it was as though a wild beast had appeared before the rich, glaring at them hungrily and leaving them too frightened to make a sound.
Seeing the rich fall silent, Mirai could not help but curl his lips into a faint smile. Then, the Divine Wind Sword appeared in his hand once more. A point of golden light gathered upon the blade as Mirai looked at the rich around him and chuckled.
"Worms that can only stay quiet!"
After Mirai spoke, the Demon Sword suddenly lit up. Clearly, it had condensed the greatest limit Mirai could currently control—600 spiritual power!
After using the Wang Jie Fist, Mirai had not only improved his control over divine power and spiritual power, but also increased the speed at which he condensed divine spiritual power. Furthermore, the condensation speed of the third Wang Jie Fist was more than twice that of the second Wang Jie Fist.
Mirai took a deep breath and lightly swung the divine sword. Sword energy shot forth, hurtling toward the hole in the ground!
The rich around him were still furious because of Mirai's words and wanted to curse aloud. Yet after Mirai used that sword, it was