who I am?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
The figure in red robes and swordsmanship posed a philosophical question from the depths of their soul.
I am Yugong Youjing, the older brother of Liuli Shrine Maiden, an eighth-dan master of swordsmanship, the leader of the yakuza organization [ Hundred Demons Night Parade Group ], a leading figure among the Six Families of Kyoto, and also a legendary player of the first generation of King of Glory, the captain of Hundred Demons, Shura.
I am currently in Sanya, Huaxia.
I was looking for His Imperial Emperor, but due to carelessness, I couldn't find Imperial Emperor for a long time. I thought the golden figure was His Imperial Emperor, but when I got closer, I realized it was actually Exalted Emperor Sovereign Dominion.
so--
Why am I signing a mental hospital admission contract?
Clang!
The sound of swords clashing suddenly rang out.
The dark green sword flashed like lightning.
Su Hang leaped back abruptly, squinting as he said, "Such a fast sword."
Yugong Youjing held his bamboo sword across his chest, burning with rage. "You cunning and treacherous Huaxia, how dare you deceive me?"
Su Hang shrugged and said, "Really?"
Yugong Youjing's forehead veins bulged, and he roared in fury, "I am not mentally ill. Your set of mental hospital admission questions is nothing but riddles!"
"Oh, you spotted me."
Yugong Youjing's chest heaved violently. "You swore an oath never to lie, you will be punished by heaven, you will die a horrible death!"
"Please recall the contents of my oath," Su Hang said with a smile. "I said I'm Huaxia, I don't lie to Huaxia people. Are you Huaxia citizen?"
Yugong Youjing froze, then roared, "You mistook me for Japan and messed with me, you heartless bastard!"
"If you really are Liuli's brother, then you must be Japan," Su Hang said, rubbing the back of his head. "Hmm... making fun of yourself? That's interesting!"
Yugong Youjing's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared ferociously, " Exalted Emperor! This is my last warning to you. If you dare to call the priestess of our Yugong Family by her childhood name again, I will tear you to pieces!"
"Yeah?"
Su Hang's mouth moved like a machine gun, " Liuli Liuli Liuli Liuli Liuli Liuli..."
"Aaaaaah!"
Yugong Youjing is furious.
But soon...
Yugong Youjing seemed like a different person, suddenly saying, " Exalted Emperor, why are you toying with me?"
"Who knows?" Su Hang spread his hands and said, "Maybe they just think it's fun."
"Fun?"
Yugong Youjing's gaze faded, replaced by a deathly chilling killing intent. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, his aura rising steadily. "I didn't originally intend to kill you, but you've toyed with me time and time again. Sorry, you're going to be a dead man."
"But don't worry."
"Although my sword is made of bamboo, it is extremely fast, and you will not feel any pain."
Su Hang's smile vanished, replaced by indifference. He took a step forward, clenched his left fist, and assumed a punching stance. "Your sword is fast, but my fist is no less powerful!"
From the moment they met, he could feel the murderous intent emanating from Yugong Youjing. The killing intent, which seemed to materialize, was more than a hundred times stronger than Hu Xiao. There was no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him.
He wasn't teasing the other person for fun; he was stalling for time to figure out their background, find their weaknesses, and prevent any potential problems.
The other person claimed to be Liuli's brother, and he could tell that the other person was not lying to him.
but!
"I'm sorry, Liuli, but your brother has murderous intent towards me. If he threatens my life, I will kill him with a single punch, without any mercy!"
Su Hang stared intently at Yugong Youjing. Without a doubt, the other party was an extremely dangerous figure, ten times stronger than Huyan Lan, and the most formidable opponent he had ever encountered.
"Disappeared?"
In the blink of an eye, Su Hang Yugong Youjing's figure vanish.
" Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū, First Form: Battōjutsu!"
The sound of wind whistling came from my left ear.
"On the left!"
Su Hang's pupils dilated in shock. He leaned to the side, then backward, lowering his center of gravity. A flash of dark green sword light streaked past. "The speed is more than twice as fast as before!"
"Your reaction time is very fast."
Yugong Youjing landed steadily, sword in hand, a look of surprise in his eyes. "Those who can evade my Battōjutsu can be counted on one hand."
"Really?"
A small bloodstain appeared on Su Hang's left cheek. He wiped it with the back of his hand and said, "Then I am truly honored."
" Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū, Second Form: Ryūsōsen!"
The sharp, dark green sword shadows slashed rapidly.
Su Hang kept jumping and dodging, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of clothes tearing. His golden team uniform was tattered and more and more sword marks were showing.
" Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū, Third Form: Doryūsen!"
A dark green sword flashed across the beach, sending large swaths of sand and rocks flying.
Su Hang's vision was obscured by sand and gravel, so he could only rely on his keen hearing to predict the opponent's next move. However, lacking vision, he still suffered more than a dozen shallow cuts on his legs.
" Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū, Fourth Form: Ryūshōsen!"
A dark green sword shadow came crashing down on him.
Su Hang repeatedly jumped backward to avoid the attack, sweat beading on his forehead and panting heavily. If he had been even 0.1 seconds slower, his head would have been cracked open.
"You're not a martial artist, yet you managed to dodge the first four moves of my Hiten Mitsurugi-ryū using only primal muscle reflexes. I admit I underestimated you, but this is where you end up!"
Yugong Youjing's voice was cold and sharp.
Is that all?
Yugong Youjing was stunned. "What?"
"I mean... is that all?" Su Hang unzipped his team uniform and reached into his specially designed inner pocket. "I have to admit, you're the strongest enemy I've ever faced."
"If your weapon weren't a bamboo sword, but a sharpened real sword," Su Hang said, pulling out his golden mask, "I'd probably be covered in cuts and bruises by now."
Yugong Youjing gripped his sword with one hand, sneering repeatedly, "It's good that you know this. It's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now. Perhaps, in a moment of goodwill, I'll spare your corpse."
"You know what? I've loved fighting since I was little, but no one—whether it's my peers, adults, or trained fighters—is a match for me. It's like I was born to fight."
Su Hang gently wiped the golden mask. "There must be a reason why God gave me the talent to fight. Later I understood that God wanted me to protect the people I wanted to protect."
"Then who do I want to protect? Those who are loyal to me. As long as they are loyal to me, I will protect them even at the cost of my life!"
Yugong Youjing squinted and said, "A bluff?"
"Ask a question."
Su Hang, dressed in tattered clothes, held up a golden mask. "Do you know who Exalted Emperor is absolutely loyal to?"
Yugong Youjing was stunned.
The answer is --
Su Hang put on the golden mask, " Imperial Emperor!"
" Imperial Emperor?"
Yugong Youjing was stunned.
He was all too familiar with the mask Exalted Emperor was wearing; it was the mask of the Armor Hero Emperor Hero. But the other party was only wearing Emperor Hero mask, so why was there an illusion of the Emperor Hero himself?
"Be careful, I'm going to give it my all."
Su Hang took a step forward and disappeared from sight.
"What?!"