I Became the Sun God

"Is this the power of a samurai?"

"But... aren't all samurai liars?"

There was electric light surging around him, and all the scenery was retreating rapidly. Fimurayan's eyes widened.

Is this a power that humans can have?

If so, why have I never seen it?

"Ah…"

Miyamoto Chuan chuckled:

"Yes, this is the power of a warrior."

"A power originating from the gods on the high plains, but controlled by humans."

"Those wine sacks and rice bags that don't even have the ability to breathe are worthy of being called samurai?"

After all, he was the protagonist he chose. Qin Ran patiently brainwashed him and told him the origin of his extraordinary power.

Extraordinary power comes from humans imitating the gods.

The source of all greatness is still the gods.

If you want to practice extraordinary power, the breathing method mentioned by Qin Ran is crucial.

Of course, what is more important than the breathing method is the foundation of spiritual practice - visualization!

Qin Ran won't talk to Feicunyan about this.

After all, he is now a taciturn middle-aged samurai, not a persuasive martial arts teacher.

Just by revealing this information, Miyamoto Chuan remained silent.

But even this information is enough to shatter Feicunyan's outlook on life.

The gods on the high plains?

As a young man at the bottom of society, who only lives for life every day, Feimurayan never believed in gods.

Because if there is a god, why is the world still so unfair to him?

In Feimurayan's heart, the injustice of fate needs to be broken by oneself.

But now?

The powerful samurai uncle, who was as powerful as a god, actually told him about the existence of Takamagahara and the gods.

Even the power he wields comes from the power of the gods.

But... how to obtain power from the gods?

After experiencing the despair of being powerless, Feimurayan desires power more than anyone else.

As the samurai uncle said, only with strong power can you truly control your own destiny.

"Boy, where are they?"

Just when Heimurayan's mind was in chaos, Miyamoto Chuan's cold-sword-like voice sounded.

"A building in the most prosperous area of ​​Kyoto."

"There are bars and karaoke bars below, and their lair is above."

"Uncle...will it be inconvenient there?"

Feimurayan blurted out subconsciously.

But after he finished speaking, he felt a little nervous.

Since there has never been a strong person like the uncle in the real world, they must have been hiding in the dark and even reached some kind of tacit understanding with the officials, right?

Under such circumstances, the nightclub building in trouble is undoubtedly a very bad target.

There were so many people there that it was difficult for the uncle to hide.

"inconvenient?"

"Boy, you think too much."

"The spiritual energy has begun to recover, and the great age is coming. So what if the world is paying attention?"

"As a samurai, you must have a sword that can cut through everything."

Miyamoto Chuan said in a low voice, not caring about the so-called inconvenience.

"The heart of the sword that cuts through everything?"

"Can even the so-called fate be broken?"

Feimurayan murmured to himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter:

"I...want to become a samurai!"

"I want to cut through fate, I want to protect my sister, and I want to have that kind of sword heart."

"The sword's heart that belongs to me, Himura Iwa—Himura Kenshin!"

Beep beep beep!

Feimurayan found his goal in his heart.

At this moment, a dense sound of car horns suddenly sounded, and neon light illuminated the sky and the earth.

The downtown area has arrived.

Miyamoto River, whose whole body was wrapped in wind and thunder, grabbed Heimurayan's tender palm and ran like a tiger down the mountain.

The large number of vehicles and pedestrians were completely overwhelmed by the Miyamoto River warriors.

With the sound of wind and thunder, Miyamoto Chuan immediately became the most handsome boy on the street.

The power of Feng Lei is too overbearing!

To ordinary people, the Miyamoto River at this moment is like a moving natural disaster.

Amid the wind and thunder, wherever the Miyamoto River passed, there was a roaring sound.

At his terrifying speed, the air was torn apart into white waves.

The wind and thunder were like a tiger descending down the mountain, moving forward arrogantly, shattering a large number of car windows wherever it passed.

Such movement directly paralyzed the bustling streets of Kyoto.

Amidst the rapid and intensive sound of car alarms, countless people looked at the two figures.

"Nani! What is that!"

"It seems like a warrior is running?"

"Are you kidding? How can a human run so fast?"

"Wind and thunder are surrounding him. Is this some kind of movie special effect?"

Amidst the howling wind, many people felt their hair standing on end.

But they don't care about this change at all.

Because the warrior entangled by wind and thunder really refreshed their outlook on life.

Can this thing really exist in the real world?

"Is this a samurai?"

"Can a true warrior possess such power?"

"I feel like I may be living in a dream, but I am willing to have such a dream. I have decided that I want to become a samurai."

"Look! They seem to be heading towards the Neon Building!"

"Call the police!"

Some people watched the excitement and didn't take it too seriously, some became excited, and some called the police immediately.

But no matter what, the rampant Miyamoto River directly detonated Kyoto that night.

You know, this is an era of prosperous science and technology, and there are countless channels for the dissemination of information.

There was almost no need to wait for the Metropolitan Police Department to complete the procedures. A large amount of news about Miyamoto River appeared on the Internet.

"A powerful samurai appears on the streets of Kyoto!"

"A warrior who controls wind and thunder with his body, what is this world like?"

"Live broadcast: Animation protagonist appears in Kyoto!"

A large amount of similar information appeared on the Internet, making many Fuso people pay attention to this matter.

Even because of the dissemination of the information, many media and newspaper offices took notice of it.

The most exaggerated thing is that a newspaper directly dispatched a helicopter.

Rumble

Accompanied by the roar of the helicopter, the host with a delicate face carefully held the helicopter door.

The host holding the microphone explained in a rather excited tone:

"Good evening, viewers, we are currently above the streets of Kyoto."

"Everyone must have seen the news circulating on the Internet."

"As the oldest newspaper in Kyoto, we have the responsibility to bring you first-hand information."

"What is the truth?"

"Is it a prank or something else? This station will reveal it to you right away."

"coming!"

The female host who finished her lines quickly, before even finishing her makeup, was keenly aware of Tokyo in the distance.

On the busy street, a figure came with thunder and lightning.

The strong wind raged around him, causing dust to fly and glass to break wherever he passed.

It was like...a lightning sword pierced this street.

"Um?"

Miyamoto Chuan, who was running wildly on the ground, felt something in his heart and subconsciously glanced at the sky.

The gaze containing extraordinary power directly locked onto the female host.

"Ichigu!"

Locked with Miyamoto Chuan's gaze, the female host immediately clamped her thighs together.

ah!

What an impact!

Just the sight of it makes me feel hot all over!

This is a real man!