Chapter 113 - 100: Returning to the Eastern Extreme Country

Chapter 113: Chapter 100: Returning to the Eastern Extreme Country

June 5th.

Zhang Ji finished arranging all the affairs at the club and prepared to return to the Eastern Extreme Country.

Zhou Hao and Chen Anhe were a little worried and didn’t want Zhang Ji to go back at this time.

But Zhang Ji’s mind was made up, and it wasn’t something the two of them could stop.

"If I don’t want them to kill me, they won’t get the chance," Zhang Ji said.

Zhou Hao and the others actually believed that.

With the power Zhang Ji had displayed, as long as he didn’t foolishly try to tank high-yield destructive weapons and focused solely on escaping, his supersonic speed would leave most weapons in the dust. Even if some unconventional thermal weapon were launched at him, he could just punch a hole in the ground and dive in to avoid most of the damage.

Besides, he had the Ark of Hope. If he couldn’t take a hit, he could just hide inside it. As long as they couldn’t break through space itself, nothing would affect him.

"Please, Sect Leader, be careful. The Five Elements Sect can’t endure any more turmoil," Chen Anhe said.

"Sect Leader, you are the hope of the Five Elements Sect," Zhou Hao added.

"I believe in you," Shen Han said.

Zhang Ji nodded, showing he understood.

He wasn’t the type of person to lose all reason when his blood ran hot.

If he were that kind of person, he would have died in the Eastern Extreme Country long ago.

Li Long’s death was, to a large extent, due to his youthful arrogance.

He chose the integrity of a Martial Artist, to die on his feet.

Zhang Ji was different. He had once stooped to fighting with dogs for a full meal. As long as he could see a glimmer of hope, he could endure.

Swallow his pride for a moment and wait for a future opportunity for revenge.

Li Long couldn’t endure long enough to become an Earthly Immortal, but he could.

Only when all hope was truly lost would he choose to fight to the death.

.....

The next day, Zhang Ji began preparing his supplies.

In reality, it was just packing some food, drinks, clothes, and the like.

He had the Ark of Hope, so carrying supplies wasn’t difficult.

Then, without any intention of hiding, he simply chose to buy a plane ticket back to the Eastern Extreme Country.

During the visa application process, his face was entered into the Eastern Extreme Country’s review system.

The word "WANTED" appeared in large letters on the computer screen.

The staff member froze.

"Is there a problem?" Zhang Ji asked with a smile.

"It might be a system glitch..." the staff member said awkwardly.

"I’ll go home and wait for your notification then," Zhang Ji said.

With that, he turned and left.

He was confident his visa application would be approved.

If the people of the Eastern Extreme Country knew he was still alive and heading back to his own death, they would surely welcome him with open arms.

.....

In fact, things unfolded just as Zhang Ji had expected.

The members of the Eastern Extreme Congress received the information immediately.

In the online conference room, Yin Daiyu raged, "How is he still alive? How could he possibly be alive? This is a blatant provocation!"

"I actually received a message from the World Fighting Association earlier, saying that the champion of this year’s spring tournament was Zhang Ji of the Five Elements Gate Club..." Lin Kang replied calmly. "However, I figured that since he had already gone abroad, he wouldn’t be returning to threaten us anytime soon, so I didn’t inform any of you."

"I suspect it wasn’t just a simple matter of not informing us. You concealed it, didn’t you?" said Congressman Lv Yunkai.

"At the time, I judged the information to be unimportant. Why add to everyone’s troubles?" Lin Kang said.

"Now is not the time to argue. He’s coming back, and so brazenly at that. We need to consider how to deal with this," said Congressman Huang Chengkong.

"It’s better to have him under our control than to have him sneak back in. Since he’s being so provocative, why should we show any weakness? Just let him come!" Ye Xifu declared.

These three congressmen—Lv, Huang, and Ye—could all trace their ancestry back to martial arts families. However, they had contributed a great deal to the previous suppression of martial arts.

Peers harbor the most naked hatred for one another.

Once they crossed the river, they naturally thought to tear down the bridge.

"His power... is even greater than before," Kang Youhui said slowly, word by word.

His body had grown even older; he felt it would be a struggle to survive the year.

But thankfully, he had already finished what needed to be done and hadn’t left a mess for the younger generation.

"So what if he’s stronger? Have we not made progress? Can the power those fighters spend ten or twenty years bitterly cultivating compare to our rate of advancement? We have several hundred units of the improved God-Suppressing Armor, which are even better than before. Not even an Earthly Immortal could withstand them. You think a mere Grandmaster can?" Xiao Ning said.

She hadn’t even considered the possibility that Zhang Ji might be an Earthly Immortal.

It was simply unrealistic.

No Earthly Immortal that young had ever appeared in history.

According to historical records, the youngest Earthly Immortal was over seventy years old.

How old was Zhang Ji?

Not even twenty.

Although his current achievements were astounding enough.

But no matter how monstrous his talent, becoming an Earthly Immortal should take until one’s thirties or forties at the very least.

To go abroad for half a year and return as an Earthly Immortal... The absurdity of it was comparable to the Eastern Extreme Congress being overthrown in a coup and getting a new master this year.

"Let him come! I’d like to see just where he gets this confidence!" Yin Daiyu said in a low voice.

The seven congress members discussed amongst themselves and reached a conclusion.

Liu Hetong didn’t speak. He was still watching Zhang Ji’s tournament matches.

For some reason, he had a bad feeling.

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Taking out his phone, Zhang Ji saw the text notification that his visa application was successful. He chuckled.

’They really couldn’t think outside the box, just as I expected.’

’They’re probably already setting up an ambush at the airport.’

’How delightful!’

He couldn’t wait to see what surprises those clowns had in store for him!

A current of air swirled in Zhang Ji’s palm, and then he clenched his fist, crushing it.

BANG!

With a loud bang, the gust of air swept through the room, throwing everything into disarray.

[System Prompt: Obtained [Wind God Kick] (Excellent) Fighting Skill Essence x1. Can be extracted and stored in the Limited Space.]

’That’s the fourth one! The Devouring Art, Giant Whale Flesh, the Gathering Light Tower, the Moonlight Cup, the Ark of Hope’s vast supply of purified Yan Fruit liquid and Blue Bamboo Shoots...’

By utilizing this massive amount of resources in a structured way, it was no longer difficult for Zhang Ji to master another (Excellent) grade fighting skill.

He was confident he could master an (Excellent Seven Stars) fighting skill like the Wind God Kick within ten days.

...

「June 16th.」

He mastered the Wind God Kick, and that same evening, Zhang Ji boarded a flight to the Eastern Extreme Country.

On the plane, Zhang Ji sat in his seat as a current of air stirred at his fingertips, transforming into a ribbon that twisted and changed form.

After he mastered the Wind God Kick, his genes changed once again.

His body had instinctively developed a talent for manipulating air currents.

Or rather, a bloodline ability.

Whether it was the fighting skills of the True Self Stream or the Profound Heart Stream.

Whenever a fighter reached B-rank through a corresponding fighting skill, their body would undergo a related change.

Now, Zhang Ji’s control over air currents was much more refined. It wasn’t just limited to condensing air to execute the Wind God Kick.

He could also use the air currents to lift himself and fly.

Just like how he could travel by controlling water in the sea.

In fact, because the Wind God Kick was an (Excellent) grade skill, commanding the air was far easier for him than commanding water.

Zhang Ji had tested his flight speed.

Although he couldn’t break the sound barrier yet, reaching speeds over 500 kilometers per hour was no longer a problem.

Moreover, since he was moving by harnessing the power of air currents, the energy consumption was minimal.

As long as the sun was overhead, he could fly indefinitely.

His weakness in aerial combat was now mostly covered.

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「Eastern Extreme Country.」

「Nansong City Airport.」

In the early hours of the morning, the entire airport announced a bomb drill, and large numbers of people were barred from entry.

At the same time, armored vehicles and numerous armored units were dispatched to garrison the area.

They were waiting, waiting for that person to return.

The genius who had made so many powerful figures fearful, the one they had broken the rules to assassinate with weapons of war.

The commander-in-chief of this mission was Lu Yan.

After hearing Zhang Ji’s story, he was filled with questions.

He didn’t understand how Zhang Ji had survived the missile strike, nor why he would return after getting away. He especially didn’t understand why he was returning in such a direct, even provocative, manner.

"Isn’t he afraid of death?" Lu Yan murmured.

His gaze swept over the jet-black suits of armor.

There were a total of five suits of God-Suppressing Armor, dozens of Blade’s Edge suits, and hundreds of Spirit Soldier and Vanguard suits...

The times were advancing, but the martial artists had remained stagnant, making no progress for a long time.

They, on the other hand, were constantly pushing forward.

Those five suits of God-Suppressing Armor were complete models. Unlike the one that faced Zhang Ji in Lianshui City, which had its primary weapons removed, these were fully equipped. They were also connected to the core Shen Xi AI, no longer needing a human pilot.

After being fed a massive amount of martial arts knowledge, Shen Xi had a thorough understanding of martial artists. Its techniques and adaptability would not lose to any of them.

In terms of pure skill, it could truly go toe-to-toe with an Earthly Immortal.

And that was just in terms of strength and technique.

If one factored in the various weapons and advanced technology they were equipped with...

Today’s God-Suppressing Armor...

...had long since surpassed Earthly Immortals.

At the very least, the Earthly Immortal from the Northern Dao Sect would be no match for it.

And here, there were five complete suits of God-Suppressing Armor.

All just to subdue a single Grandmaster.

Lu Yan felt it was a bit like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito.

Time passed, and the silhouette of an airplane faintly appeared on the horizon.

Here in the Eastern Extreme Country, it was still daytime, a little after six in the morning.

The sun had just risen. The morning glow illuminated the clouds, and the plane cutting through them created a picturesque scene.

SWOOSH! WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

The plane landed on the runway and taxied into the airport.

Then, the cabin door opened, and people began to disembark one by one.

Lu Yan immediately arranged for personnel to move forward and carefully identify the disembarking passengers, determined to seize Zhang Ji the moment he appeared.

"What’s going on? Why are there so many law enforcement officers?"

"A drill?"

"All non-essential personnel, please leave the area immediately. We suspect there is an internationally wanted terrorist on board the plane..."

The passengers were evacuated, moved far away from the spacious apron.

Zhang Ji remained in his seat, watching through the window as law enforcement officers and armored suits surrounded the plane. Unconcerned, he picked up the Jade Marrow Tea in front of him and took a gentle sip.

"Zhang Ji, do not continue your pointless resistance. Come down from the plane immediately and surrender. You might still have a chance for leniency..."

The voice from the plane’s broadcast system reached Zhang Ji’s ears.

He frowned slightly, and with a flick of his hand, stored the steaming Jade Marrow Tea into the Ruins Realm of the Ark of Hope.

Zhang Ji stood up and walked toward the aisle, muttering, "Tch, what a buzzkill. I hope I can sort this out before the tea gets cold."