I became the King of Ryukyu

Turning off the game notifications, Zheng Yi stepped forward, grabbed a toilet peg, and started stabbing the green-haired man in the head. Against a man with no weaknesses, he could only win by brute force.

They still suffered from a lack of strength. By the time Zheng Yi knocked down the green-haired man, the other four thugs had stood up again.

They're like cockroaches that just won't die!

Fortunately, Yuji was also freed at this time. She picked up two wooden swords and tossed one to Zheng Yi.

"No, I like this!" Zheng Yi pulled the toilet plunger off the green-haired man's face.

It's not that he likes using this thing, it's just that the skill [Stick Affinity] only works with sticks. If he uses a wooden sword, his strength will decrease by at least 30%.

The thugs, having lost their weapons, were freed from their constraints and entered their comfort zone. They worked in pairs and overturned two tables.

Aren't these thugs a bit too reckless and fearless?

Although Zheng Yi had little contact with thugs, in his impression, most thugs could only fight when they were winning. Let alone having their weapons taken away, they would scatter like birds and beasts if they were even slightly at a disadvantage.

This is probably no ordinary thug; he'll have to deliver a heavy blow.

"cut!"

Suddenly, between the two tables, a huge wooden sword came crashing down toward Zheng Yi’s head with a whooshing sound!

"Watch out! This is a nodachi, much heavier than a katana!" Yuki shouted a warning, extending her wooden sword to block.

Zheng Yi quickly held the toilet plunger horizontally and used the wooden handle to block it.

He didn't know what a nodachi was, but seeing that it looked somewhat similar to the double-handed saber of the Liao soldier who had cut him in half before, he couldn't help but take it seriously.

The one wielding the knife was none other than the gang leader, Otsuka Akihiko, dressed as a ronin.

Cheye Xiaopang has completely lost his composure and is no longer a threat. He uses his ultimate weapon to eliminate Zheng Yi, this variable, first.

Otsuka Akihiko possesses immense strength and remarkable talent, and has always been trained by me, Ruko Yuta, as the senior disciple of the Isshin Dojo.

This move combines the bow stance punch of the Isshin Shinsho-ryu style with the Shinkō-zan technique of Japanese Kendo, making it powerful and heavy.

The wielder crossed his two swords in front of him to form a cross-shaped block, but this only reduced the Nodachi's strength by half.

"It's no use. The sword strike is already in place. Even someone like me, Koyuuta, can't withstand this attack!"

Click!

Zheng Yi's plunger snapped in two, and the force of the nodachi was reduced by half again. Although it only had a quarter of its power left, it still struck Zheng Yi squarely on the forehead.

"Why didn't you dodge!" Now it was Otsuka Akihiko who panicked a little. The nodachi was a heavy sword that could easily cut through bamboo armor. Although he was using a wooden practice sword, its weight was not reduced.

This knife killed the man, and he will be in big trouble.

However, before he could react, a perfectly executed lunge punch landed hard on his head.

"No wonder Yuta expelled you from the sect!" Zheng Yi shouted. "If you don't have talent, don't try to innovate recklessly! What's the difference between you and Little Master Chef who was executed for making [Creamy Baked Macaroni Dumplings]?!"

Zheng Yi unleashed a punch filled with the essence of Taizong boxing, causing Otsuka Akihiko to see stars and stagger back several steps.

"You, how long have you been training? Didn't the old man tell you to work on your strength?" Otsuka Akihiko asked suspiciously. He had just seen Zheng Yi's boxing style was even more perfect than his master's, but he didn't expect that Zheng Yi's strength was surprisingly weak.

He was also surprised by the hardness of the kid's skull. After being stabbed by him, even if he wasn't seriously injured, he should have suffered a concussion!

But he seemed perfectly fine.

If Zheng Yi knew what he was thinking, he would definitely snort coldly, saying that his wild katana was much gentler than the Khitan's spiked club.

Besides, who knows the true value of increased skull strength, folks!

"But kid, your experience in the ways of the world is still too green!"

"Fukuzumi, be careful!"

Two voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Ten seconds ago, a seemingly harmless middle-aged man with a receding hairline stood up timidly from the corner where he had been crouching, as if he had finally decided to run away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

He staggered, swaying from side to side, as if his unsteady gait was due to excessive fear and intoxication.

However, while he appeared to be taking one step forward and three steps back towards the door, he was actually slowly approaching Zheng Yi.

Upon seeing Zheng Yi's face clearly, the ferocity on his face intensified.

"Baka yarou!" He pulled a folding knife from his pocket and stabbed it forcefully into Zheng Yi's chest. "You dare call me an idiot? I'll stab you to death!"

Otsuka Akihiko was also taken aback by the newcomer's mental state. Why was everyone acting so strangely today?

He didn't want to use a knife either; this middle-aged man was just a backup plan, and he really didn't expect to have to use it.

The training is inadequate. They haven't even been tested on anatomy and Japanese criminal law. Could this lead to someone's death?

Zheng Yi turned his head and recognized the middle-aged man.

Jin Ye Tenglong!

That former Chinese citizen who naturalized and changed his name!

Both of them could read the word "idiot" in each other's eyes!

Did he naturalize as a Japanese citizen just to realize his yakuza dream?

Should I start from the bottom as a henchman?

Isn't this even more abstract than spending hundreds of thousands to wash dishes in Lafayette?

But this kind of abstract idiot is probably going to waste his resurrection card that he hasn't even warmed up yet!

Zheng Yi had nowhere to run and could only face death.

Suddenly, a fair forearm appeared before his eyes.

I, like Koyuki, am not the kind of woman who only screams when faced with danger.

She twisted her waist forcefully, tilted her body to the side, and her forearm met the attack.

Pfft!

The folding knife was wedged between her ulna and radius, the tip piercing her small, thin arm.

Then, she tensed her muscles and twisted her arm forcefully, disarming the knife with one hand in the shortest amount of time, even through self-harm!

"Are you crazy!" Zheng Yi kicked Jin Ye Tenglong away and went to check. Yu Ji's flawless white skin was now pierced with a sharp blade.

Although the wound didn't bleed much, it was like a fleeting trace in the snow, shocking to behold.

"Idiot, are you the only one who dreams of getting into medical school?" Yuki pulled out the knife, and surprisingly, there wasn't much blood on her arm; it looked like she had been pricked with a small needle.

Even so, scarring in the future is certain!

What girl doesn't love beauty? In Ryukyu, where summer seems to have no end, at least a three-centimeter scar will inevitably be exposed.

"My muscle anatomy is amazing!" Her small face was tired, weak, yet proud. "Fukuzumi, answer me a question."

"Hmm!" Zheng Yi held back the "I loved you" that was about to slip out, unusually refraining from correcting her form of address.

If there's anyone in this world who can be called Fukuju, this little guy is one of them.

"How...how did you learn to use the One Mind Speed ​​Flow technique?" You Ji asked, her breathing even as she looked at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi thought for a moment and answered seriously, "Because I am a genius."

"Neuropathy!"

"Stupid woman!"

Zheng Yi carried her horizontally to one side. Although she hadn't bled much, she still needed to be bandaged and needed to rest.