Chapter 50: Spiritual Infusion

  The five attributes of the Ghost Killer: Strength, Agility, Vitality, Spirit, and Magic. The first three are self-explanatory, while the latter two, Spirit and Magic, seem to only be useful when using skills and haven't been found to have any other uses.

  In "Shén Mó", the profession description of a Controller is: relying on strong spiritual will to fight, controlling objects, controlling enemies, and controlling one's own bodily functions with psychic powers.

  Can mental strength really control one's bodily functions? Zhou Jian clenched his fists, and faintly felt a surge of heat flowing through, this heat seemingly being a surging power.

  At that moment, his angry heart calmed down. In fact, what Ueyama Jun said was true. The Huaxia nation had been glorious, humiliated, blindly arrogant and also bewilderedly self-deprecating.

  They say it is a sleeping lion in the East, but now the lion has awakened. Although even now, Huaxia still has some phenomena that make Zhou Jian's heart somewhat resentful, but once he walks out of the country, Zhou Jian does not allow anyone to insult the Huaxia nation that gave birth to him and raised him.

  He didn't refute Ueno's words, but instead slowly walked to the front of the combat testing machine. Facing the cold testing machine, Zhou Jian's heart was as calm as water. If one day China would become a giant dragon soaring in the world, then please let it start from this punch!

  "Cheers!"

  Zhou Jian let out a loud roar, and with a fierce punch, he poured all his anger and strength into one fist. The fist seemed like a dragon rising from the sea, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and violently struck the punching bag.

  Blood of the Fallen - 7% Triple Critical Strike!

  "Boom!"

  With a loud crash, the punching bag burst directly, and the four rivets that fixed the instrument flew out together. The test machine, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, was actually smashed into the ground by Zhou Jian's punch!

  "Boom!" The instrument crashed into the wall, followed by a series of chaotic noises. The electronic screen displaying numbers jumped wildly for a moment before emitting sparks and smoke, rendering it useless. In the end, no one got to see the final reading.

  In an instant, the entire venue fell silent, even Zhou Jian himself was stunned. His right fist was already covered in blood, but he didn't feel any pain. It was the aftermath of the divine artifact's brutal strike...

  What is the concept of triple burst damage? If Zhou Jian's attack power is equivalent to Song Ben's, which is 612, then after amplification by Blood of the Fall, it becomes 1836!

  With only a 7% chance, it actually burst out at this critical moment. Is it because of good luck or the concentration of spiritual power?

  Zhou Jian looked at his own right fist, and that scorching feeling was still flowing. Could it be said that in reality, the appearance or disappearance of a critical hit wasn't about luck, but rather about the strength of one's conviction?

  Having seen many grand scenes, and even witnessing S-class bounty hunters in action, Andy couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes was real. The test machine's upper limit was 1000 Huygens/unit, but that didn't mean that a punch with 1000 Huygens/unit of force would be enough to destroy the machine. According to Andy's estimate, it would take at least 1500 or more units of power. God, what kind of person was this young man?

  And those bounty hunters, their astonishment was beyond words. They were staring at the corner of the wall where the instrument had been reduced to scrap metal, with eyes that only polio patients would have. Those boxing gloves, they had all personally tried them out, hard as iron, and kicking them would hurt so much that if you punched them, it could easily lead to a fracture. But how was it possible for this Chinese man to smash the entire machine into flight?

  The one who looked the worst was Ueno Jun, he couldn't imagine how this unassuming Chinese person could possess such explosive power, far surpassing the two Japanese national-level experts he had brought with him. "Matsumoto, what's going on? Didn't you say that guy hadn't practiced martial arts before?" Ueno Jun asked in a flustered tone.

  Matsumoto was also stunned. That machine, he had just tried it out, and that one kick of his, because it involved Japan's honor, had put in all his might, without holding back at all, yet it only made the instrument shake a little. How high an attack power would be needed to achieve this effect? And how old was this young man, anyway?

  He observed Zhou Jian again, still unable to sense any signs of martial arts training on the young man. Was it because his skills had reached a high level, attaining the legendary state of "returning to simplicity and reverting to truth"?

  "The seven great ancient martial arts families of Huaxia are really too terrifying." Matsumoto muttered to himself, he knew that the seven great ancient martial arts families of Huaxia controlled some kind of secret, could it be that this secret was so powerful? This had simply exceeded his understanding.

  "Let's go, young master. We can't afford to mess with the Huaxia ancient martial arts families." Matsumoto said, although he also looked down on the Huaxia people, but in all fairness, the seven major ancient martial arts families of Huaxia were much more powerful than the Yamaguchi-gumi of Japan. The Yamaguchi-gumi was just a large black society, while the seven major ancient martial arts families of Huaxia had an inseparable connection with the military and politics of Huaxia, it could be said that these seven families controlled half of the country's power. A strong country's underworld was not stronger than a weak country's government, let alone the fact that Huaxia's overall national strength was not weaker than Japan's.

  At this time, Zhou Jian completely ignored the expressions of others. Just now, he heard a prompt tone: "Master the skill of Mind Control, spiritual infusion. Relying on strong mental power and obsession, infuse a certain part of the body to enhance physical function."

  Obsession... did that punch just now come from spiritual power and obsession? In "Shen Mo", players sometimes accidentally grasp skills when they are in a desperate situation, who would have thought that their own ghost killer could do the same in reality. What kind of game is "Shen Mo" after all?

  Zhou Jian was filled with doubts when he suddenly discovered that Ueno Jun and his two subordinates were escaping, which instantly ignited the fire in Zhou's heart.

  "Halt!"

  Zhou Jian walked over, and Ueno Jun's face suddenly turned gloomy. He knew that this matter wouldn't end so simply today. However, Ueno Jun wasn't afraid either. Although the young man's strength was astonishing, it wasn't enough to win a fight. Matsumoto and his apprentice Nishikawa were both skilled with knives, and their weakness was physical strength.

  "What do you want to do!?" Losing a person is not losing an array, although Ueno Jun knew that he had offended a ruthless person, but in his dictionary there were no words of regret, wanting him to yield was impossible.

  "I want you to take back what you said earlier and apologize sincerely." Zhou Jian didn't say it in English, because he wasn't fluent in the language and lacked confidence.

  However, the translator is proficient in several major Asian languages, so he still translates.

  "What if I say no?" Ueno Jun as a Japanese deeply influenced by militarism, looks at honor more than anything else.

  "I guarantee you won't be able to leave through this door."

  Zhou Jian said this, Xikawa and Matsumoto simultaneously drew out their samurai swords. "Han Chinese, I admit you are strong, but wanting me to apologize is impossible, because I will never change my views on the Chinese!"

  Zhou Jian no longer spoke, but instead revealed his attacking claws.

  Looking at Zhou Jian's weapon, Matsumoto slightly furrowed his brow. The Huaxia No. 18 claimed to have eighteen types of weapons, and although such strange weapons were not common, they weren't rare in Huaxia either. However, the true ancient martial families all considered themselves to be orthodox and proper, mostly using swords, spears, knives, and staffs. Weapons like claws, hooks, and rakes were often referred to as unorthodox and improper, and those who followed the proper path looked down on using them. From wuxia novels, it was clear that those who used swords and spears were usually the main characters, while those who used Judge's Brush, Meteor Hammer, and other such weapons were just extras, destined to be defeated in one move.

  Andy felt that things were getting a bit tricky. Although Ueno Jun came to the Bounty Hunter Association with ulterior motives, at least on the surface there was no open conflict. If he let him off today, the Yamaguchi group would definitely not let it go easily.

  He told his subordinates: "Call the police and an ambulance at the same time."

  Andy knew that going to mediate at this time would have no effect, and he couldn't stop either side. But the arrival of the police was different; although they didn't have much power, they could calm down the situation and give both sides a way out, allowing them to stop fighting.

  But Andy was worried that there might be casualties before the police arrived.

  Nishikawa and Matsumoto surrounded Zhou Jian in the middle, at this time they couldn't care about the spirit of Bushido anymore, which concerns the safety of the temple and the face of the Yamaguchi group.

  At this time, Zhou Jian's spirit was highly concentrated. The physical strength of the ghost killer far surpassed that of Song Ben and Xi Chuan, but this did not mean that his actual strength also far surpassed theirs. He severely lacked fighting skills and experience, otherwise Zhou Jian would not have been flustered when facing Ba Yu, who had a much weaker physique than the ghost killer.

  He is now facing two people, Matsumoto and his apprentice Nishikawa, who may be stronger than Bayu. To put it simply, his neural reaction can't keep up. People who have been in contact with martial arts for many years have formed a kind of intuition. When an attack comes, they will make evasive actions instantly without going through the brain. As for Zhou Jian, when he sees an attack coming, he needs to receive it with his eyes first, then think and judge the evasive action and direction through his brain, and finally make the evasive action. Even if the human body's neural reaction is the fastest, it takes at least 0.1 seconds, which can be fatal in this short period of time.

  In reality, a master's move is often not like in fantasy novels where they exchange blows for three days and nights. It's very possible that one move can determine the outcome of the fight, especially when both parties have weapons in hand, and a single stab can be fatal or cause serious injury!

  At this moment, the air seemed to have solidified, and the onlookers held their breath, afraid of missing something. They were excited, expectant, and tense at the same time, for a showdown between masters like this was rarely seen.

  Zhou Jian didn't even dare to blink his eyes, he slowly moved his feet, looking for the best position to exert force, and just as he was moving his body, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Linda.

  The girl took off her jacket and waved it excitedly over her head, for her there was nothing more exciting than this.

  Zhou Jian didn't lose focus and discovered that Xikawa's right foot was firmly planted on the ground, his hand holding the samurai sword slightly shifted, this was a sign of an impending attack!

  Although Japanese Kendo originated from China, it has evolved into its own system over the years. Compared to Chinese swordsmanship which is often used for physical exercise and strengthening the body, the moves of Japanese Kendo are relatively simple but extremely sharp and powerful.

  Xīchuān burst out with a loud shout, his body leaping out like a leopard, the Japanese sword slashing diagonally from top right to bottom left: Kasō Zan!

  Zhou Jian's reaction was ultimately half a beat slow, and his movements had a momentary pause. In this brief pause, Xichuan's Japanese sword had already reached Zhou Jian's shoulder. Although Xichuan didn't know what Zhou Jian was staring at, the fact that his attack was about to land on his opponent had become a reality. At that moment, Xichuan even revealed a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

  However, the one blow that Xigang thought was a must-hit turned out to be a miss, and Zhou Jian retreated three meters away in an instant, still maintaining his initial movement, as if he hadn't moved at all.

  Nishikawa's heart skipped a beat, how was this possible? Was he going to teleport?

  However, Matsumoto, who was standing by, witnessed all of this. The shock in his heart could only be described as a stormy sea. He had originally just let Nishikawa go try out the young man's strength, thinking he would have an idea of what to expect, but this trial directly made him feel like he'd been struck dead.

  That young man indeed had a moment of stagnation when he drew his sword, and Matsumoto thought he was unresponsive. However, the young man's subsequent movements, like a ghostly apparition, overturned Matsumoto's view. The young man was too confident in his own speed, so he didn't even bother to dodge ahead of time.

  The legendary afterimage fist... Realizing this, Matsumoto's eyebrows furrowed. The so-called afterimage fist was a technique that used rapid movement and instantaneous stops to create an afterimage that would confuse the enemy.

  This move is not just a product of human imagination, but has scientific basis. When the human eye looks at an object, it forms an image on the retina and is transmitted to the brain through the optic nerve, giving the sensation of the object's appearance. Due to the delay in the optic nerve, when the object moves away, the impression of the object will not immediately disappear, but will persist for about 0.1 seconds. This is what is called visual persistence. Animated films and movies are made based on this principle to produce continuous images. If someone can move to another position within this 0.1-second time frame and pause momentarily, they can create a residual image, which is the legendary afterimage fist.

  Matsumoto has been in the martial arts world for so many years, and he has never seen anyone who can perform this move. Today, he actually saw it on a young punk, and he simply couldn't believe that the person in front of him was essentially a monster in human form.

  At the same time that Matsumoto was shocked, Zhou Jian also secretly wiped a cold sweat. Xichuan's speed was too fast, and he made an evasive move at the last moment. If not for the Ghost Slayer's explosive speed, his shoulder would have been injured just now.

  This is just Nishikawa's attack, if it were Matsumoto...

  Zhou Jian retreated decisively and pulled away from the two, but what made him slightly stunned was that Matsumoto and Nishikawa also chose to retreat without warning, and the distance between the three suddenly opened up to nearly ten meters.

  At this time, Nishikawa was actually speechless with frustration. He was now in a precarious situation, and the humanoid monster in front of him not only had incredible strength but also speed that was like Spiderman's. His proud sword-drawing technique and triple slash had become a joke in the face of such a non-human opponent.

  Zhou Jian made a ruthless decision, deciding to take the initiative and attack first, even if it meant getting hurt. He chose Matsumoto as his target, who posed a greater threat than Nishikawa.

  Zhou Jian didn't plan to go head-to-head with Matsumoto, and really close combat would leave him no room to dodge, at most relying on his faster speed to fight to a mutual defeat.

  Zhou Jian's footsteps moved lightly, skill - Spirit Piercing Stab!

  A purple light that ordinary people can't see shot out like an arrow and instantly penetrated into Matsumoto's brow, in an instant Matsumoto's originally focused gaze became scattered. However, at the same time, Zhou Jian also felt a headache, his mind had a moment of blankness, how could this be?

  Was it a spiritual backlash? Zhou Jian endured the pain in his mind and forced himself to wake up. He knew that being distracted for even one second could be fatal at this time. However, just as he opened his eyes, he saw a black shiny object flying towards him with lightning speed.

  Is that... a sword in your hand?