I became the King of Ryukyu

The speed was indeed a bit faster. Although I was exhausted, the speed was not slower than before, and my body felt lighter.

It seems this is the effect of the speed increase.

Zheng Yi rushed over in a few steps.

He grabbed the Indian man's wrist and twisted it hard, but couldn't budge it.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

There was no way around it; Zheng Yi's strength was already at the bottom of the class. At this moment, unlike when he fought against the Liao vanguard in the secret realm, he didn't have the two divine skills of [Donkey Cart Affinity] and [Stick Affinity] to boost his strength. In addition, he had just run five kilometers and his body was in an extremely weak state. It was only natural that his strength was inferior to that of the Indian opponent.

"Hey Japanese, mind your own business!"

Indians are creatures who bully the weak and fear the strong. Upon discovering that he was just a skinny, yellow-skinned monkey, they immediately became arrogant and reached out to shove him.

This, in turn, revealed a flaw.

Zheng Yi now is like Linghu Chong who has learned the Dugu Nine Swords but lost all his internal energy; he has the moves but no power.

If the Indians don't exert their strength, Zheng Yi won't be able to do anything for the time being. But if they do exert their strength, it's a good opportunity to use their strength against them.

What's more, his use of the word "Japanese" infuriated Zheng Yi.

Before I changed my name, you called me a Japanese guy, and after I changed my name, you still call me a Japanese guy. Wasn't it a waste of time to change my name?

He submitted a blank history exam paper to the Japanese Ministry of Culture as a form of protest!

"Damn it!"

Zheng Yi roared "Jinling!"—let's just call it the elegant language of entrepreneurs in Jinling—and with a nimble step back, he used the force of his opponent's forward lunge to turn his body to the side, cleverly using the opponent's own center of gravity to twist his figure.

That would have been enough to make the Indian man fall flat on his face, but his words "Japanese bastard" prompted Zheng Yi to raise his knee and knock the man over, delivering a heavy knee strike to his face.

"Run!" Zheng Yi shouted at the girl.

The girl seemed to wake from a dream and stumbled back to safety.

The Indian man had a nosebleed and his front teeth were loose.

Enraged, he got up from the ground and lunged at Zheng Yi with his fists raised.

But it was like he was boxing against his own shadow, using all his brute strength on himself.

After only a few rounds, the Indian man was bruised and swollen.

Just then, the man in the straw hat came running over, panting, carrying his fishing rod.

"Hey, uncle, didn't you say you were a fast runner?" Zheng Yi dodged the punch, tripped the Indian man who had just gotten up, and turned to look at his beer belly.

The old man in the straw hat blushed slightly. "Oh, that was all in my youth. Young man, do you want to call the police? Speaking of which, foreign criminals are getting increasingly brazen lately. I was even scammed by a group of Chinese people...scammed..."

Uncle Straw Hat, under Zheng Yi's death stare, stammered and dared not speak.

"My name is Zheng Yi." Zheng Yi said with a half-smile.

"My name is Lu Yao," the girl, who was being protected by Zheng Yi, leaned forward and said weakly.

"Ah, ah, ah, this..." The straw-hatted uncle quickly waved his hands and said, "China is different. China used to be the suzerain state of our Ryukyu Kingdom. How can they be considered foreigners? They're all Indians. I heard they even poop on the beach of Shingi Island!"

Zheng Yi didn't argue with him.

Overseas Chinese are a mixed bag, and many of them commit crimes, which is something that can't be helped.

But at least it mainly involves economic crimes committed by highly intelligent individuals, with the exception of idiots like Jin Yetenglong.

He was just wondering if the tourism industry at the shrines in Tokyo's Chiyoda Ward would welcome friends from South Asia to take a dump there.

As the three were talking, the Indian man revealed his true colors as a bully who preys on the weak, and got up and ran away on all fours.

The Okinawa Prefectural Police Agency is a bunch of parasites. Zheng Yi is certain there are no surveillance cameras in this area. If this Indian guy runs away, he can escape legal punishment.

However, Zheng Yi's current physical strength is far from keeping up with him.

He snatched the fishing rod from the straw hat uncle's hand, and the "stick affinity" effect took effect instantly, giving the fishing rod a bit more vitality, and his sore arm regained its strength.

Zheng Yi aimed at the direction Ah San was fleeing, took a step forward, and threw a flying stick with force.

The fishing rod tip turned into a straight arc in the air and stabbed hard into Ah San's buttocks.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream, so intense it became distorted, echoed across the beach.

Like a lit firecracker, the Indian man jumped and leaped, clutching his backside, and then, like a kite with a broken string, staggered and plunged directly into the sea, splashing up a huge spray of water.

After splashing around in the water for a while, a crimson stain rose to the surface.

It's probably cracked.

Indians are indeed a people who can come up with non-violent non-cooperation; they are very good at enduring pain.

He endured the excruciating pain and scrambled towards the deep sea, never daring to look back.

[You have reprimanded the Indian monk, and Emperor Wuzong of Tang, Li Yan, is overjoyed. This barbarian religion wastes money and violates Chinese etiquette and laws.]

You have obtained a Mountain Spirit Coin.

[Mountain Spirit Coin: A copper coin engraved with a 27-character Taoist thunder magic incantation, capable of emitting a slight electric current. Thunder Resistance +1]

Emperor Wuzong of Tang?

Emperor Wuzong's persecution of Buddhism?

Zheng Yi placed the [Mountain Spirit Copper Coin] into the Heart-Piercing Amulet on his chest, then leaned against the railing and shouted into the distance:

"You can't do that to the octopus girl!" Thinking of the monitor lizard's fate, Zheng Yi added, "You can't do that to Mr. Octopus either!!"

He gave a warning to the sea, then turned around, picked up the fishing rod, and returned it to the man in the straw hat.

The man in the straw hat glanced at the end of the fishing rod and noticed something yellowish. He quickly looked away in disgust, saying, "This rod is no good."

Zheng Yi also felt disgusted and quickly threw the fishing rod aside.

Feeling slightly apologetic, he asked, "Brother, how much is your fishing rod?"

"Four million yen, what's wrong?"

"That's alright then."

Zheng Yi swallowed back the words "I'll compensate you," but couldn't help asking, "Is your fishing rod made of gold, or is your fishing line made of gold?"

"Zheng, Senior Zheng Yi, that's Obsidian X, ZODIAK's top-of-the-line product. It uses a composite process of deep-sea tuna bone fiber and carbon nanotubes. I saw it when I was working at a fishing tackle shop."

The female high school student introduced herself timidly.

Hearing the way she addressed him and her tone, Zheng Yi finally remembered her: Lu Yao, the shy cashier at the convenience store.

"Uncle!" Lu Yao bowed to the man and said apologetically, "This fishing rod is really too valuable. I will save up the money slowly, so please don't worry."

"Eh? What are you talking about!" The straw hat uncle waved his hand dismissively and kicked the fishing rod off the shore. "It's just a broken fishing rod that can't catch any fish. It made me go home empty-handed for two days in a row. I've wanted to replace it for a long time."

With that, he turned and left without looking back.

"He's...he's really a rich old man..." Lu Yao murmured to herself.

"Damn it, did I miss out on a fortune?!"

Zheng Yi suddenly remembered the game hints from before. Was there a little storyline about that uncle that he had missed?