The mountain was the symbol of the Japanese. If he conquered this place, it would be the same as destroying their imperial city. It would be like slapping them in the face. Let's see if they would still dare to be arrogant!
Towards the Japanese, Rui had never been merciful to them. To deal with them, the most violent and bloody method was the best. Their servile nature was too strong. Only by completely conquering them would they feel fear in their hearts and spontaneously submit.
Mount Fuji was only five to six thousand miles away from the Peach Blossom Spring. Chu Rui flew at an extremely fast speed. After flying for more than an hour, he finally arrived at his destination.
The reason why Chu Rui didn't use the Wings of Abstinence was because if he used the wings, even if there were no obstacles and he didn't need to control them, just flying would take a certain amount of effort. However, the Crimson Blood Demon Sword was a flying sword. Controlling it was effortless. Even the confident Chu Rui couldn't help but feel a little nervous when facing the strength of an entire country. It was best to be in his best state. This time, he had gambled everything. If he failed miserably, it wouldn't be good. There was a saying that went: Look down on the enemy strategically, but value the enemy tactically. Chu Rui's current strength was indeed invincible among the players. However, accidents were inevitable. There would always be miracles. He didn't dare to guarantee that the so-called miracle wouldn't happen to the Japanese. If he couldn't absolutely crush them, then he had to have a strategy and plan.
The evolution of the Wings of Abstinence allowed Chu Rui to fly at an extremely high altitude. Currently, he was level 76. In other words, he could fly up to 152 meters. It was really amazing.
Looking down from the sky, the densely packed heads were like ants. Just looking at it made one's hair stand on end. Damn, could it be that the entire Japanese had come out in full force? This was too exaggerated. What was going on? Damn, what were those kids who were obviously level 40 or 50 doing here? They weren't even qualified to be cannon fodder.
Chu Rui suddenly felt a headache. However, there was no headache! The more people there were, the better. In this battle, he must display his monstrous aura so that those rascals wouldn't dare to offend him in the slightest. The more people there were, the more concentrated they would be, and the greater the number of people he would be able to kill.
This time, Chu Rui came to Mount Fuji not only to seize the treasure and take revenge on Yagyuu Saburo and the others for framing and slandering him, but also to kill the Japanese and increase his experience and level. With so many Japanese here, in Chu Rui's eyes, they were all moving experience banks. As for equipment, he wasn't interested in them. Right now, Chu Rui was close to level 77. He hoped that in this battle, he would be able to kill the Japanese who would allow him to reach level 80.
"He's here, Sly Hand is here!"
Although they were over 100 meters in the air, some players with a wide range of vision could still see them. Furthermore, under the clear blue sky, Rui's Crimson Blood Demon Sword's blood-red brilliance was too obvious, and it was impossible not to notice it.
Chu Rui didn't think about sneaking up on them. Since he had already declared war on the forums, it was inevitable that he would be looked down upon if he played any tricks. Even though Chu Rui was a Thief, in the eyes of most people, those who played tricks and schemed would always be looked down upon and despised. After all, most people had a hero complex and liked shiny hero quests. It couldn't be helped. Although Chu Rui's thoughts were filled with disdain and contempt, in Chu Rui's mind, there was no such thing as despicable or not despicable, only victory and defeat. So what if I used underhanded methods? I achieved my goal and won. That was enough.
Chu Rui didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Yagyuu Saburo and the others framing him. He was just unhappy that he was being slandered in such a way. In fact, Yagyuu Saburo's actions didn't make Chu Rui look down on them in the slightest. In his opinion, Yagyuu Saburo's actions were worthy of his approval. To deal with your enemy, you had to use all kinds of methods. It didn't matter if they were despicable or not.
"Yo, we meet again! You guys, have your scars healed? "
Chu Rui descended from the sky and looked down at the hundreds of millions of people below him. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing an extremely cold smile.
Hearing Chu Rui's words, many of the Japanese people present were enraged like tigers whose buttocks had been poked. Some of them even started to attack. Unfortunately, their attack range was too far away from Chu Rui's current position. Only a small portion of the Japanese were enraged. Most of the Japanese heard Rui's demonic voice and saw his sinister smile. Thinking back to how cruel and bloodthirsty he was, many of them started to tremble.
The last time, Chu Rui's terrorist activities, the Japanese people's scars hadn't even scabbed over. Now that Chu Rui was here again, how could they live? All of the Japanese people were furious. Saying that in front of the whole world. It was equivalent to sprinkling salt on the Japanese people's wounds. It was really vicious.
"Sly Hand, I didn't expect you to dare to appear again. This time, I'll make sure you don't return."
As the number one person in Japan, and the person who had killed the greatest enemy in Japan, the great demon known as the Butcher, Sly Hand, Yagyuu Saburo was once again unquestionably chosen as the leader of the Japanese people. Even though he was afraid of Rui, at this moment, he could not back down. Otherwise, he would become the target of scorn in the East Ocean Continent, or even become a sinner.
Yagyuu Saburo's cursing caused many Japanese people to cheer. Even the Japanese people who were trembling under Chu Rui's attack regained some color on their pale faces. With Yagyuu Saburo around, the group of Japanese people foolishly thought that Sly Hand was just a piece of trash. Yagyuu Saburo and a dozen people could kill him, and they could torture him to the extreme. This time, the Japanese people had come out in full force and surrounded the entire Mount Fuji. Their military strength was as high as hundreds of millions. No matter what, this single person would be able to kill Sly Hand, right? However, what they didn't know was that a group of big shots led by Yagyuu Saburo, who they admired, was currently drenched in cold sweat and had to pretend to be calm. The Sly Hand that they were talking about was a true demon-like existence.
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