Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Tianjin Arena.

In the middle was a training platform, half a story high and several tens of meters wide. Around the training platform, a grandstand was set up, where important political and business figures from Tianjin and various consuls sat. In the outer circle, there were nearly 500 armed troops maintaining order. Half of them were the concession garrison troops mobilized by Tanaka, and the other half were the soldiers under General Zhang who had just entered the city.

Ao Peng took the lead, leaping lightly and landing on the arena like a flying swan.

Tanaka glanced around, then smiled at Mr. Sun beside him, "Is this the only warrior you have? Is it possible that this vast land of China can no longer produce talented individuals?"

He wanted to test whether there were any players other than Ao Peng.

Mr. Sun laughed and said, "Hunting dogs need to howl and live in packs when hunting, but tigers don't call out to their companions when hunting."

Tanaka sensed the sarcasm and sneered, "Even the strongest tiger can slip up and make a mistake!"

Verbal sparring is pointless; only physical confrontations will suffice.

Ao Peng pointed at the so-called top ten Japanese masters who had come from afar.

Seeing that Ao Peng was unarmed, one of them leaped onto the stage first, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Ryu Keisaburo of Goju-ryu Karate."

Ao Peng simply nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Liu Huisanlang felt a surge of anger. He stepped forward with his left foot, and using the speed, his fist whistled through the air, aiming straight for Ao Peng's face.

But as soon as his confident punch reached Ao Peng, it was caught. Liu Huisanlang's expression changed drastically. He didn't even see how Ao Peng punched to defend. He could only feel Ao Peng's other hand, with its icy force, aimed straight at his lower abdomen.

However, at this critical moment, his right hand, which had thrown the punch, could not be withdrawn, so he could only block with his left hand.

A cracking sound of bones breaking rang out.

Ao Peng's heavy punch, without any fancy moves, shattered the bones of Liu Huisanlang's left hand as he tried to block. The surging power exploded directly, penetrating through the skin and flesh, and striking his internal organs.

Liu Huisaburo didn't even have time to scream. The force penetrated his body, causing his eyes to bulge out. His internal organs inside his chest cavity were already ripped to shreds, and the immense pressure was pushing the shattered organs to spray directly out of his mouth and nose.

Ao Peng twisted his right hand and threw the nearly 200-pound strong man off the stage like a piece of cotton.

As Liu Huisaburo's corpse, which resembled a rag doll, fell to the ground, his internal organs mixed with crimson blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

After a moment of silence, the scene fell into place.

The citizens near the outer perimeter of Tianjin erupted in thunderous cheers.

"Brother Peng, well done!"

……

The people in the stands had various expressions.

The other diplomats from the concessions cheered.

Tanaka's expression was solemn, but then it turned into a relaxed, cold laugh.

It seems the other player is a player who specializes in enhancing ancient martial arts.

There are many legacy games in the old game, but players know how difficult it is to inherit them.

Each skill book requires immense effort to obtain.

The game has only been running for a short time, so everyone is focusing on strengthening one area to maintain their combat power.

Moreover, even if the opponent is a magic-type enhancer, I still have trump cards up my sleeve.

He looked at the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty beside him.

The last emperor of the Qing dynasty did not cheer like the surrounding crowd when his "own people" won. Instead, his expression was gloomy. When he saw Tanaka looking over, he said in a low voice, "Mr. Tanaka..."

Tanaka shook his head slightly. Now was not the time to reveal his trump card. He should let the opponent win two matches first, and then deliver a fatal blow. This was the only way to demonstrate the empire's strength.

Seeing this, the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty could only calm down. Suddenly, he felt a pair of soft, boneless little hands covering the back of his hands. He turned his head and saw that it was Yin Yin.

This was the first time in a month that Yin Yin had taken the initiative to touch her own hand.

The late Qing emperor was overjoyed, thinking that this naive young girl was frightened by the dead men on the stage. So he grabbed Yin Yin's hand and comforted her, "I'm here, don't be afraid, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Unlike usual, Yin Yin didn't refuse the late Qing emperor. Instead, she let out a soft, inexplicable excited cry.

In His eyes, the imperial destiny that had been surrounding the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty was like a dying dragon, which was being suppressed by another real dragon, which is why it revealed such a big flaw!

Sitting next to Mr. Sun, Zhang Shuai cheered and said, "That's impressive martial arts! It reminds me of someone."

"Who?"

"The Divine Fist has no second strike, Li Shuwen."

Ao Peng killed one person with a backhand, but instead of leaving the arena to rest, he looked at the remaining nine people, beckoned with his hand, and said, "Who wants to die!"

……

Several streets outside the Japanese army camp.

As the local strongmen, Huaxing Society had already secretly emptied several shops and planted its own people.

Inside a shop, people were making final preparations.

With the Mystic Maiden protecting them, they weren't worried about being overheard by the Heavenly Ears at such close range.

However, breaking through the Japanese army camp was no easy task.

"They built two pillboxes here, heavily armed. If we want to break through, we need to breach at least one of them."

The matchmaker looked solemn and pointed to the map in front of her.

Then she took out a cloak, its color pure black, as if hidden in the shadows, next to which was a large bundle of gunpowder used by regular troops.

"This cloak can pass through the shadows, but the entire military camp is currently shrouded by the altar of the Tantric sect. When the Goddess Xuan Nu breaks the spell later, the shadow passage is unstable, and it is almost a matter of life and death. Moreover, even if we manage to get in, we must carefully sneak in, place the gunpowder in the right position, and then detonate it."

The matchmaker didn't say whether there was a chance of survival, but everyone knew the answer.

A bundle of life-or-death lots lay before her, stuck in a wooden bucket. "Then let's decide by drawing lots."

She took the lead and was about to draw lots, but another quick-handed person snatched the entire lot-drawing tube away.

After taking the divination sticks, Chen Xiaodao laughed and said, "I've been a thief all my life, and you guys can't do this delicate work. I'll do it. It'll be worth it for me to have learned these petty tricks."

He then cheerfully took the cloak and, imitating Ao Peng, draped it over his shoulders. "This is the first time I've worn this cloak, brother. Aren't I dashing?"

The matchmaker and those around her were silent for a second or two. Then the matchmaker laughed and said, "Brother Chen, you're certainly making quite a splash today!"

……

The altar below.

Inside the secret chamber, the radiant light of Vairocana Buddha shone brightly, illuminating all directions.

Several Tantric monks had been silently chanting mantras, but for some reason, they were all restless today. They even felt that the basement was incredibly stuffy and wanted to open the door and break the window.

Suddenly, the monk with earlobes reaching his shoulders began to shake violently like bells. He glared angrily, shouting, "What kind of demon dares to attempt to destroy the Dharma realm!"

Then everyone heard a clear crane's cry pierce down from above, and the radiance of the Great Sun Tathagata in the center surged. Layer upon layer of illusory Buddhist Pure Land, centered on this mandala, with the help of dozens of local deities, was about to spread outward, prohibiting all magic outside the Buddhist sect.

But before the Pure Land of Buddhism could fully spread, an invisible amniotic sac floated down from the void, carrying the infant's murmur, "Buddha, you cultivate this Dharma so that we may be liberated from this world?"

The whispers, overlapping and more terrifying than the wails of ten thousand ghosts, pierced through the Dharma realm, causing the monk who practiced the divine ear to wail as deep purple fetal blood dripped continuously from his ears.

This placenta originates from Buddhism, so it is naturally not afraid of Buddhism. However, it has brought down an unresolved demonic fruit, which even the light of the Great Sun Tathagata cannot stop!

Thus, the placenta blocked half of the vast sunlight, making the surrounding world appear to be sometimes bright and sometimes dark, with shadows crisscrossing everywhere.