My wife is the stand-in.

However, Amanosaki would never admit that people in the audience were taking pictures of him from time to time. If they were just daydreaming or pretending to be asleep, that would be fine, but if he admitted it, he would probably become a laughing stock.

He already has the nickname "jinx," so he can't be given another title like "dormouse"!

'Damn these old bastards, how can they hold out so long? They don't even piss.' Amanosaki muttered to himself.

But outwardly, he still greeted people with a smile: "Not bored, not bored at all. I've just been eating and drinking here, and my stomach is a little full."

"Oh, I see." The old man smiled and straightened his back. "Young people should be more moderate and take care of their health. Going to the toilet so many times, your kidneys must be exhausted."

'...My temper is short!'

Amanosaki raised his hand, grabbed the Spear of Longchinus, and thrust it towards the old man's face. The old man, however, was not angry but delighted. The other old men around him all wore mocking expressions, as if watching a show. Amanosaki suddenly realized what was happening.

He realized that his emotions were being manipulated. He already disliked these routines, and the added annoyance of being suddenly woken up and the anger of being insulted for his erectile dysfunction...

Although he endured a great deal of negative emotions in a short period of time, Amanosaki was not a middle school student. Having experienced the harsh realities of society and the difficult struggle to survive after being transported to another world, he was more resilient than the average person.

He shouldn't be affected by mere negative emotions, let alone suddenly resort to violence!

Seeing that the Spear of Longchinus had been launched, Amanosaki, in a fit of anger, used all his strength. The speed of the spear was extremely fast. The area around the high platform was crowded with people, and it was too late to change direction!

"Get out of the way!"

Amanosaki pressed down on the butt of the gun and used all his strength to raise the tip. If the old man opposite him leaned back at this moment, he would at most be disfigured, but would not die.

But the old man stood up right in front of Amanosaki!

There's absolutely no way to avoid it!

"Damn it, they deliberately framed me?!"

Amanosaki's face contorted in a ferocious expression.

clang--!

A standard Wudang sword, cast in one piece of alloy and machine-polished, swiftly and unexpectedly positioned itself between the two tips of the Lonchinus Spear, firmly receiving Amanosaki's thrust.

The old man with a long white beard parried with one hand holding his sword, while the other Wudang Alliance leaders stood beside him, each placing their hands on his shoulders.

A short, sharp gust of air rose around them, and tables, chairs, fruits, and vegetables crashed and overturned, making quite a commotion.

The surrounding knights drew their weapons, and the long-bearded man waved his hand, silencing the knights who were about to hurl insults, their chests tightening and faces turning red.

"I knew it! Kid, your strength is only at the excellent level of a gang leader. With that angel on the side, Liu Nu wouldn't have had no chance to escape if he saw things were going badly. Seeing your weapon, I realized that his death was not unjust."

"Your weapon is less about injuring people and more about damaging souls."

The old man put down the Wudang sword. The special steel blade had a chipped edge, and the crack stretched along the edge for half the width of the blade.

This sword is ruined and needs to be forged.

At the Amanosaki restaurant, the Spear of Longchinus remained undamaged.

Amanosaki watched as the knight-errant, who was straightening up the tables and chairs, cleaning up the trash, and rearranging the dishes like a servant, smacked his lips and said;

"So, your loss of control just now was something you did? Was it the tea or the dessert?"

As he spoke, he swept away the pastries and fruits on Lin Shuyu and Shiyu's table, which drew repeated protests from Lin Shuyu.

At this moment, Shiyu was so engrossed in writing that she couldn't tear herself away, and she just urged Amanosaki to hurry up and do it as if she were shooing away flies.

"The one who makes you so angry is none other than me."

The old man pointed to himself, looking very serious.

"Grandpa, don't joke around. Those with superpowers are born that way, and those born that are born that way can't learn things they've acquired."

"I don't know any of the Wudang style."

The old man said with a smile.

Amanosaki was taken aback. "You're not from Wudang, so why are you sitting here? And why are these Wudang people treating you so well?"

"To my shame," the old man said, scratching his head somewhat embarrassedly, "I am the elder brother of the current leader of Wudang Mountain. My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Ze. I am the one on duty at the Wudang branch this year."

"Ah... so it was the guard who beat someone up, oh my god." Amanosaki flicked his hand and hid the Spear of Dragon Qinus.

But I was already cursing him in my heart.

You're really asking for trouble, old man! If you want to die, go hang yourself from a crooked old tree, don't drag me down with you!

If I accidentally kill another guard, my nickname "jinx" will be impossible to clear up, even if I jumped into the Yellow River!

Playing with the murder weapon that killed another guard in front of the guard didn't feel quite right.

Wang Ze didn't take it to heart: "To be honest, I was the one who provoked you first, deliberately intimidated you, and then used my superpower to provoke your anger. I was being disrespectful to my elders."

He spoke earnestly, but the 'fun' expression on his face didn't diminish at all.

This reminded Amanosaki of a famous martial arts character, the Old Rascal.

At this moment, Lin Shuyu came over, snatched the dessert back from Amanosaki's hand, and glared at Amanosaki.

Amanosaki tugged at her sleeve and asked:

"Hey, what exactly is Wang Ze's special ability? Why can't I feel him exerting any force at all?"

"You might as well ask me instead of this girl. Only a portion of the information on branch-level heroes is ever made public."

"Tell me about it." Amanosaki's heart stirred.

Wang Ze, disregarding his status, simply raised his hand and pressed down.

The lively crowd below the platform suddenly fell silent, and everyone's face showed a sorrowful expression.

In Amanosaki's perception, a faint, almost imperceptible negative emotion drifted by like seaweed.

The distant explosion suddenly became intense, causing all the heroes to instinctively turn their heads.

Wang Ze quickly raised his hand, and the crowd became lively again, but everyone had a strange look on their faces.

Upon seeing this, Amanosaki was utterly horrified: "This is..."

"His chivalrous name is [The Wine Drinker], and his supernatural ability is [The Mortal World]."

"The seven emotions and six desires are the source of human emotional fluctuations. Whether you are a knight-errant or a demon, you must enter the mortal world to be tempered. My superpower can induce the emotions of everyone within a one-mile radius. The grievances, pain, loneliness, and love in people's hearts can all be amplified until they affect their judgment and mood."

Amanosaki looked at Wang Ze on duty, his hand gripping the Spear of Longchinus clenching, relaxing, and then clenching again.

Finally, he said in a deep voice:

"If I were from the main force, I would definitely try to kill you on the spot."

"Mr. Wang, you should know what your supernatural abilities mean to evil forces, right?"

"Yes, it's the best catalyst for promotion, able to optimize all negative emotions."

Wang Ze remained calm.

"The fact that I am alive proves that the government has considered things more than you, and my value has been proven."

"The problem now is that the Wudang branch is sending many people with the fleet to Shanghai, which will inevitably leave the defenses weak. I need a relatively safe Dongting Province."

Lin Shuyu swallowed the dessert, confirming the identity of the visionary person she had mentioned.

That's Wang Ze.

Chapter 117: Wudang's Ultimate Skill - Blast Furnace Steelmaking

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the previously tense atmosphere became harmonious again.

Amanosaki and Wang Ze chatted casually, but what was really going on was that Amanosaki was asking Wang Ze for advice on exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path.

"The burrowing demons are the easiest to deal with, especially in cities. Nowadays, many pipelines have been sold underground in towns. If you want to save trouble, just drive them towards the power lines and fiber optic cables. Once they burrow in, just wait. In less than a minute, they will be blown out."

"Disguise? The more inhuman the heretics are, the stronger they are. Those who disguise themselves are just small fry. With your current reputation, brother, just shout at the gang, and plenty of little knights will try to ride on your fame. You won't even have to lift a finger to kill anyone."

When these topics were discussed, Amanosaki finally perked up.

He was just about to ask if he could go down into the water for a bit, or if that didn't work, he could join the other heroes to intercept and kill evil spirits on the outskirts of Wudang Mountain, when he saw a dark red wave crashing onto the breakwater, and the crowd roared.

It turned out that a group of four-clawed scaled fish corpses had been thrown onto the shore by several knights. The knights' white clothes were stained red, and their weapons were broken and damaged.

"Uncle! Change your weapon!"

Zhang Yiyi mingled in the crowd, nimbly darting to the front like a fish, excitedly jumping up and down, her voice incredibly loud.

Meanwhile, the warriors in the competition were busy drinking lightly salted water and chewing sugar pills to replenish their energy, carelessly throwing their weapons, shoes, and wrist guards on the ground.

Seeing Zhang Yiyi fawning over the Wudang knight like a devoted fan, serving him tea, water, and towels without complaint, Amanosaki finally understood why the other party had been treating him badly.

After all that, it turns out this guy wasn't targeting him personally at all, but rather he was unhappy that the branch led by the five ships of Suobianyu had gained fame in the country first.

In this guy's opinion, Wudang should be the only one to take first place.

“This fellow has done a lot of infuriating things because he is favored by his teacher. If he has offended you, young friend, please be more tolerant as an elder.”

Wang Ze patted Amanosaki on the shoulder and said.

Amanosaki thought to himself, "I'm only a few years older than him. When did I become an elder?"

Besides, he's only been a registered official player for a few days, so if we're talking about seniority, he should be the elder.

However, he didn't say anything, but instead switched the Spear of Longinus in his hand to the other.

"Is Mr. Wang interested in my gun?"

Wang Ze felt embarrassed. The hand that had just patted Amanosaki's shoulder slid down as he spoke, his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally touching the Spear of Longchinus.

"Times have changed."

He stroked his long beard and sighed.

"With more and more heroes emerging, battle casualties are rising. Ancient weapons that can still kill a thousand men and remain sharp are becoming increasingly rare. Today, I've come across one. How can any hero not be envious?"

He stared at Amanosaki with a pitiful look.

Amanosaki felt uneasy under the old man's gaze, so he quickly shook his head and pointed forward:

"I see you have quite a lot of weapons, don't you? Use one and throw it away."

Several trucks were parked on the breakwater. As the driver, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a burly face, broke open his fork, stacks of weapons were thrown to the ground without any warning.

Piled up like a mountain, literally meaning piled up like a mountain.

There were no distributors or helpers; the weapons were simply piled on the ground for the heroes to choose from. After selecting, they would register and exchange their damaged weapons for new ones.