Bright Sword: Starting from Obtaining the Equipment Slot

Wei Dayong's heart skipped a beat. He stared intently at the Suihou Pearl, and the cheat system in his mind seemed to sense something as well, with his right-hand equipment slot heating up slightly.

In the instant he was lost in thought, Yamamoto Ichiki's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Wei Dayong. "You, come out!"

Wei Dayong's heart sank; this was not what he had imagined.

Sure enough, his uniqueness betrayed him!

He took a deep breath, stepped out of the crowd, and stood in front of Yamamoto Ichiki.

"Hey? You seem to have some backbone." Yamamoto Ichiki looked him up and down. "You... know kung fu?"

Wei Dayong didn't answer, but simply raised his chin slightly.

He knew in his heart that saying anything at this point would be useless and would only make the other party more smug.

The original owner's Shaolin Kung Fu was indeed still there, and he hadn't neglected it during the past two weeks, secretly practicing whenever he had the chance.

His gaze passed over Yamamoto Ichiki and landed on the soldier behind him wearing the Suihou Bead.

"Very good." Yamamoto Ichiki turned around and waved his hand behind him. "Sato, you play with him for a bit."

A short, stocky special agent stepped forward in response.

This guy was half a head shorter than Wei Dayong, but he was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with a neck almost as thick as his head.

He took off his coat, revealing his tight-fitting combat uniform underneath, his arm muscles bulging out.

Sato walked to the open space, beckoned to Wei Dayong with his finger, and said in broken Chinese, "Come on, you Chinese pig, let me see your kung fu."

A commotion arose among the prisoners of war.

Someone whispered, "This Japanese soldier is a combat instructor in the special forces; he has at least a dozen lives on his hands."

Another person chimed in, "That's it, this newcomer is probably going to be finished here."

Wei Dayong ignored the comments.

His gaze remained fixed on the Japanese soldier wearing the ceremonial bead.

The other person seemed to sense something and looked at Wei Dayong with a puzzled expression.

"Wait a minute," Wei Dayong suddenly said.

All eyes were on him.

"One isn't enough, I'll take on two." Wei Dayong pointed at Sato, then at the soldier wearing the Suihou bead, "Let's go for both of them together."

Yamamoto Ichiki paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Interesting, you've got guts. Fine, I'll grant your wish! Tanaka, you go too."

The soldier wearing the Suihou Pearl paused for a moment, then stepped forward with a sinister grin.

He was a master swordsman in the special forces. The Suihou bead on his chest was something he had looted during the Battle of Shanghai when he raided a large mansion. It was said to be some kind of antique, and he wore it because he thought it looked nice.

The two Japanese agents, positioned in a pincer movement, slowly approached Wei Dayong.

Sato maintained his karate stance, while Tanaka drew his katana from his waist, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Wei Dayong slowly walked to the center of the open space and stood about five steps away from the two of them.

He moved his wrists, feeling the power flowing through his body.

The original owner's martial arts foundation was indeed solid, and with the persistent practice over the past two weeks, he felt that his reaction time and stamina were much stronger than when he first transmigrated.

Before Wei Dayong could get ready, Sato rushed forward in one stride.

His right fist, whistling through the air, aimed straight for Wei Dayong's face with astonishing speed.

If that punch had landed, the bridge of the nose would definitely have been broken.

At the same time, Tanaka's katana slashed from the side, aiming straight for Wei Dayong's neck.

Wei Dayong dodged Sato's fist by stepping aside, and at the same time slipped, narrowly avoiding Tanaka's blade.

He deflected Sato's fist with his left arm and struck Sato's ribs with his right palm.

He used a move from Shaolin Long Fist, which looked simple but was actually quite powerful.

Sato didn't expect the other party to react so quickly. He barely managed to tuck in his stomach to avoid the attack, but he was still hit by the palm, and his ribs went numb.

"Baka!" Tanaka roared when he saw that he was being ignored, and his katana flashed as he slashed at Wei Dayong again.

Instead of retreating, Wei Dayong advanced, his feet moving with strange footwork, like a ghost circling behind Tian Zhong.

He grabbed Tanaka's wrist, which was holding the knife, with his left hand, and slammed his right elbow into the other man's back.

Tanaka screamed in pain, and the katana in his hand clattered to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sato pounced from the front, raising his right leg high and delivering a vicious side kick to Wei Dayong's waist and abdomen.

Wei Dayong released Tanaka, leaning back to narrowly avoid the kick. He then grabbed Sato's ankle and forcefully swung him forward.

Sato lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

Before Sato could even get up, Wei Dayong had already rushed in front of Tanaka. Just as Tanaka picked up his katana, Wei Dayong's fist was already upon him.

With a bang, Tanaka's nose shattered, and blood gushed out.

Wei Dayong gave the other party no chance to breathe, grabbing the Suihou Pearl on Tian Zhong's chest with his left hand while slamming his right fist into his temple.

Tanaka's body stiffened, and his eyes began to glaze over.

Wei Dayong took a step back, and the other person slumped to the ground, twitched a few times, and then remained still.

He quickly pulled the Suihou Pearl off Tanaka's neck and held it in his hand.

[Should I equip the Black and White Dragonfly Eye Follower Bead to my right-hand equipment slot?]

Wei Dayong silently chanted in his mind, "Equipment!"

A beam of azure light surged from the Suihou Pearl and merged into his right hand.

Suihou Pearl disappeared.

In the equipment slot in his mind, the right hand slot was no longer empty; a phantom of a Suihou Pearl floated quietly.

[Equipment successful! Acquired skills: Eyesight (Beginner) and Premonition (To be unlocked)]

[See all directions: View terrain and personnel information within a 3-kilometer radius]

[Autumn Cicada's Premonition: It can detect hostility and danger]

[Current number of active equipment slots: 1, Physical attributes increased by 10%]

Just then, Sato got up from the ground and looked at Tanaka lying on the ground with his eyes full of anger.

"You're asking for it!" Sato roared as he charged forward.

He thought that at the pace he had been at, he could still exchange a few blows with Wei Dayong, but little did he know that Wei Dayong had been completely strengthened!

Sato threw a punch directly at Wei Dayong's face.

Wei Dayong didn't even dodge; he raised his hand and grabbed Sato's wrist.

Sato felt as if his wrists were locked in iron clamps, and his bones made a cracking sound.

He looked up in astonishment and saw that Wei Dayong's eyes were completely unmoved. Wei Dayong twisted hard, and Sato's entire arm immediately twisted into an unnatural angle.

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and Sato screamed in agony as cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

Wei Dayong did not let go.

He grabbed the severed arm and pulled it forward, causing Sato to stumble forward.

Wei Dayong's knee slammed into Sato's abdomen.

Sato opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out.

Wei Dayong released his grip, and Sato collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, curling up and convulsing.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned, and the smile on Yamamoto Ichiki's face froze.

He hadn't expected that this prisoner of war could take down two special agents in such a short time.

Wei Dayong stood still and slowly moved his wrists.

He could feel an immediate change in his body!

From this moment on, he's a man with superpowers!