I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 70 Self-created Combat Techniques
In the Metropolitan Police Department training room,
Colonel Guillard's muscles bulged, as if cast in steel, as he posed in front of a Toyota car.

踏、

With a step forward, his military boot sank into the solid concrete of the training ground, sinking all the way up to the instep, as if the concrete had turned into soft mud.

He stood firmly rooted to the ground, his 'spiritual energy' surging within him. The colonel's leg muscles suddenly swelled and then relaxed in an instant; the force surged upwards, reaching his waist, where the muscles bulged noticeably, and like a startled python, they sprang up his back.

His entire spine was also propelled by the force, arching and surging, causing the muscles in his back to contract suddenly, forming a face like a 'demon'!
Finally, his strength surged, and with the power of his entire body, he swung his right hand forward in a powerful chop.

In that instant, the other superhumans clearly saw that Colonel Gu Lie's right arm suddenly swelled to twice its size, and the thick hairs stood on end, as if he had touched a high-voltage power line. The suddenly protruding bumps were densely packed like iron broad beans.

"Sonic Chop!"

The right hand, with its five fingers together like a knife, slashed down, drawing a silvery-white streak in the air.

tear-

The transparent light transformed into a crescent shape and shot forward, making a sound like a tsunami or a landslide; the ground beneath the light began to crack, mud flew everywhere, and a trench was carved out along the trajectory of the crescent.

The car that was blocking the sunlight of the crescent moon was instantly sliced ​​open and torn apart, with iron filings and parts flying everywhere, and it was split in two!
Ding Ding Dang~~
? !
Metal parts bouncing all over the ground, and a car split in two.
Although the 'artificial superhumans' present had no expression, the shock in their eyes was impossible to hide.

"This is a combat technique I created myself,"

After cleaving the car in mid-air with a 'sonic chop', Principal Gu Lie breathed a sigh of relief.

"Unleash the 'spiritual energy' within your body in a special way to form a mid-range attack."

"Great!"

Iori Kazuka, arms crossed, couldn't help but praise.

"They figured out how to use 'demon power' so quickly!"

Compared to her opponent, this second artificial superhuman was still stuck in simply using 'demon power' to propel her body into battle.

"Well? We came with sincerity."

Brigadier General Thomas looked proud and glanced at Director Zhu Ya.

"And your side?"

"As the first force to come into contact with the extraordinary, you..."

Nothing was discovered during the research?
When Brigadier General Thomas questioned her, Director Zhu Ya's face darkened.

He has to oversee the overall situation, and he's either in meetings or directing operations every day. He's so busy that he doesn't have time to do development.
Besides, he's not some kind of superhuman!

"This power has other uses besides fighting."

On the other side, Hoshino Tanimura spoke up, breaking the director's awkward silence.

"As Watari once said, concentrate your strength at your feet."

The girl walked to the wall of the training field, lifted her leg and stepped onto the wall, then:

He walked directly to the wall in a manner that would make Newton rise from his coffin.

Parallel to the ground!
? !
The American side was also surprised by this unscientific way of walking.

"...can do this kind of thing."

Hoshino, standing on the wall, turned her head slightly to look at the others.

"With practice, one can even run on water."

These are all 'techniques' that Tanimura Watari figured out in the sewers. Although they don't improve combat power much, the mobility they bring in a city full of skyscrapers is incomparable.

"good very good!"

Brigadier General Thomas clapped his hands.
"It's good that we're both conducting our own research on supernatural powers."

"We should communicate more to become stronger. In a few days, we have an operation that requires your help."

The 'armored warriors' who attacked the American embassy escaped after killing many American soldiers: Colonel Guile originally intended to pursue them, but was forcibly stopped by the American high command.

That 'armored warrior' thought he could hide everything.
However, when America gets serious, any slightest clue can become the reason for his exposure!
American intelligence has secretly identified several of the most likely targets.

When the world's leading superpower gets serious, it's not so easy to mess with.

Moreover, America is extremely envious of both the other party's 'psychic threads' and 'folded space' abilities.

We must take it!
If you can't grab it, destroy it!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Wow, this feeling of leveling up while lying down is amazing.
With those extraordinary battles and training created by Akihi Yu;
The feedback was that his proficiency in various skills continued to improve, truly making him 'stronger while lying down'.

Walking towards 'Royal Sakura Girls' High School', Akihi Yu stroked her chin with a cheerful expression. At this rate, her other elemental techniques would soon reach C-rank as well. Then she could proceed with the next step.
"What are you thinking about that makes you so happy?"

Beside her, Iai Nao tilted her head and asked with a smile.

"secret,"

Holding up a finger, Qiu Riyou smiled slightly.

"But I believe you'll find out soon enough."

Qiu Riyou has never underestimated the power of the nation, but as a transmigrator and Datongmu, he shouldn't pretend to be a pig all the time. Before ascending to godhood, he should still be just an ordinary person running a snack stall. It's absurd that he would be constantly troubled by ordinary people and even the supernatural beings he created!
Besides, the "mastermind" behind forcing players to play holographic games once said that a game is meaningless if you don't participate in it.

Therefore, Qiu Riyou decided to create a respectable 'alias' for herself: putting everything else aside, it's already the extraordinary era, and it's a bit ridiculous to still be poor and eating coarse food.

It's unnecessary to be busy working and earning money while simultaneously planning for the world's upheavals.

Although the Qiu family left behind some compensation money, what could they possibly do with that?
It's not even enough for Tiannvying to have a meal!
"Ok?"

As I walked and pondered, I arrived at the entrance of Huangying School, but I did not see Qiu Riqiong.

Beep beep beep

I took out my phone and glanced at it.

"Nao,"

"Qiong invited us to visit their club."

"Sure, but..."

Class monitor Nao pointed to the guardhouse next door: Unlike ordinary schools, there were several strong and powerful men standing here, clearly not the kind of ordinary security guards who only 'watch the gate' and don't care about anything else.

"Are you two Yuuki Akihime and Nao Iai?"

Just then, a girl wearing a 'discipline' armband jogged over from the school.

"I'm a member of the 'Network Department,' you two. Sorry to keep you waiting."

After saying that, she took out two name tags.

"These are your 'visitor passes,' I'm sorry, it's school policy."

"It doesn't matter,"

Taking the name tag and casually hanging it around their necks, Akihisa and the other followed this 'Disciplinary Committee Member' into the prestigious school before them.

"this way please."

Led by the other party, the two arrived at a place that was clearly a training ground.

The wooden floor was polished to a shine, and there were training gloves and other items on the side. It was clearly not like a 'Network Department' but more like a 'Karate' club activity room.

"Welcome~~~"

Having changed into her training clothes, Hina Hongo, who was jumping around, waved playfully at the two of them.

"I asked Xiaoqiong to invite you two here, I'm so sorry~~"

With her hands clasped together and her hair tied up, the girl sincerely apologized.

"Brother You, you're not angry, are you?"

? !
Your witty remarks are definitely from the internet department, not a tea ceremony. No, there's much more information like that online. "No,"

"But you've brought us here, haven't you?"

The smiling Hina Hongo didn't answer immediately, but instead turned to look at Akihi Sora.

"Xiao Qiong, can you take Yi'ai to the Internet Department first?"

"Could I borrow your brother for a moment? Please?"

This sounds ambiguous, but in island nations, when asking someone for help, they use the phrase "borrow it for a moment." Akihi Sora clearly didn't know what to do with this lively minister and could only nod in agreement.

"All right,"

"Okay, follow me."

After calling out to Nao, the delicate girl gave Akihi Yu a look before leaving.

As for its meaning, that's for Qiu Riyu to figure out for herself:
Basically, it means, don't flirt?

Click,

As the gate closed, leaving only the two of them in the training ground, Akihi Yu raised his chin.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Why deliberately avoid the sky, especially in a place like this?
"Before that, I want to apologize."

?

After tying her hair into a bun and changing into a karate uniform, Hina Hongo first bowed respectfully to Yu Akihi.

"From now on, I will do my best. Please forgive me, Yu-kun."

call--

Almost the instant the word 'forgive' landed, the girl stepped forward, spun around, and delivered a high sweeping kick like a whip to Qiu Riyou's chin.

This kick was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and the sound of it cutting through the air clearly showed that its power was quite remarkable.

If someone could take a solid hit like that, they would be considered a professional fighter.

They could very well 'shut down' on the spot, faint, and collapse!

brush,

Akihi Yu simply stepped back slightly, thus avoiding the opponent's fierce attack.

Ok?
It's not over yet!
After the girl's high sweep missed, she actually used the momentum to spin around in mid-air, soaring into the air, and then swept down with her heel with another whistling sound.

A high-flying, self-sacrificing kick!
Akihiyu glanced briefly at the jade-like feet rushing towards her from the side, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The opponent's speed and strength are astonishing; this technique of a two-stage high-kick headshot is only occasionally seen in top-level fighting matches, instantly ending the game once it lands. However:
They took another step back.
Too slow! In Qiu Riyou's eyes, the girl's smooth and effortless finishing move was almost making him yawn.

Snapped,

Two high sweeps missed.

Hongo Hina was not an extraordinary being after all, and could only fall to the floor under the influence of gravity.

The moment she landed, her right fist was already pulled back to her waist, her muscles tensed in her middle arm—no, her entire body seemed to contract by several centimeters out of thin air, as if compressed into a tight spring.

The next moment, the girl stretched out her arm and threw a punch!

Like a spring compressed to its limit suddenly bursting forth, this punch, accompanied by a piercing whistle, aimed straight for Akihi Yu's face.

"Certainly,"

As Qiu Riyou finished speaking, the girl who had thrown the punch suddenly stopped, transforming from extreme motion to extreme stillness!
Extremely abrupt—

"Hey, if you punch someone like that, they won't even need to be resuscitated."

Looking at the girl who stood there motionless, Akihi Yu's face was full of 'helplessness'.

"How did you find out?"

"As expected,"

Hina Hongo, maintaining her punching stance, had a serious expression on her sweet face.

"Qiong's brother, you..."

"It's extraordinary."

"Regarding how I came to realize this: Do you remember the school we visited before?"

The girl, who was unable to move her entire body except for her mouth, remained calm and spoke eloquently.

"You were the one who pushed open the door to the music room."

"That's right,"

At that time, the other three people present were all beautiful girls, and as a boy, Akihi Yuu still had that much gentlemanly manners.

"Later I went back and checked carefully, and there were no fingerprints of yours on the door."

? !
So that's how it is.
As the source of all the extraordinary, Akihi Yusuke had long been accustomed to the existence of magic.

Facing the dusty door, he instinctively covered his hands with invisible magic.

That push didn't actually touch the door.

"interesting,"

Unexpectedly, the other party saw through his weakness in such a place. Qiu Riyou smiled nonchalantly, then his face darkened.

"Are you prepared to pay the price for exposing my identity?"

"Pfft~~"

Instead of trembling in unison, the girl chuckled softly.

“You’re Qiong’s brother, you’re not that kind of person.”

"Brother You, can you untie the restraints first?"

Tsk, she's not only a master in terms of physical strength, this girl is also mentally resilient.

First, please address me by my name;

"One person is enough to call me brother."

"second,"

As Akihi Yu snapped his fingers, the girl named Hongo Himeya felt a sudden release as the inexplicable restraints disappeared.

"Is this supernatural power? How amazing."

"I'm not a good person, and if your answer doesn't satisfy me..."

"Surrender, I surrender!"

The girl immediately knelt down and raised her hands.

"They just admire 'extraordinary' power and have no hostility towards Brother You."

"Tell me about it."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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