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Inside the small fishing village, Ye Zheng sat on the dock with both hands behind his head, admiring the dark blue ocean and the vast sky.

A group of water birds flew across the surface of the sea and emitted waves of cries.

Not far away, some wooden fishing boats were sailing, and the fishermen on the boats were bustling about.

Ye Zheng's wound had been disinfected and bandaged. Although his wound was not light, his life was no longer in danger. As long as he calmed down and recuperated, he could move freely.

The Malsena was a country located on the Peninsula of Southeast Asia. Its capital was Gibbon Slope, and to the north was the place where Ye Zheng had fought before — — Siamese Country.

The country has a population of about 30 million people, 29 per cent of whom are Chinese, 54 per cent are indigenous, and the rest are other ethnic groups.

The Chinese had a lot of power in the Malsena, and had mastered a large portion of business, finance and manufacturing.

The Malsena was divided into eight districts, one of which was the fishing village that Ye Zheng was currently recuperating in, which was located in the "Dunma District".

Leaving the fishing village, he followed the road and headed westward for thirty kilometers. He was the capital of Dunma Region, the "Dunma".

Got it.

The prosperity of this city was only second to the capital, but it was a chaotic place with chaotic fish and dragons, chaotic security. The powers that came from all over the place disappeared, and in the eyes of the people of Malsena, it was a dangerous place.

"You seem quite relaxed."

Ye Zheng closed his eyes. In his world of senses, it was once again a field of fog and chaos. The figure of the Ghost Guest stood arrogantly in front of him, and was talking to him.

After continuously practicing, as long as Ye Zheng held his breath and focused his mind, with his highest concentration, he would be able to enter the so-called "fantasy world of his brain".

To communicate with another soul within this body.

"I'm experiencing the feeling of using Qi."

Ye Zheng said.

"What are your thoughts?"

Ghost Guest's tone was full of ridicule.

"Relax your mind and calm your heart. You will be one with nature."

Ye Zheng said.

"Did that old guy Murong Xin teach you?"

Ghost Guest scoffed, "Let me ask you this: what is your target when you use Inner Qi? Is it to nurture your body, or to destroy the body of others, robbing them of their life and dignity? "

"This …"

The usually confident Ye Zheng was actually at a loss for words.

"Calm down. After a long period of cultivation, I can indeed gain the ability to use inner force. However, it is too slow. I don't want to wait for you to train for a few decades and then take over this old body of yours. "

The Ghost Guest said.

"There are shortcuts?"

Ye Zheng's eyes lit up.

"Berserk and hatred."

Ghost Guest said, "Negative emotions."

"This is very different from what I know."

Ye Zheng said.

"Berserk and hatred are the fuse, while killing intent is the real explosive! They are like a type of stimulant that can make you forget about the pain and increase your strength in an instant when you are in a state of high spirits. Then, like a rocket, the aura in your body can burst forth and destroy everything in your path. "

Ghost Guest explained: "If you master this ability, it'll be like smoking, and you'll definitely become addicted."

"And the price?"

Ye Zheng's voice was somewhat low.

"Don't worry, I won't do something that would harm this body."

Ghost Guest smiled lightly.

Ye Zheng crawled up, his expression was solemn as he walked towards the ocean, only stopping when the ocean water had reached his chest.

The wounds caused by the long knife and bullets were soaked in the sea water. There was a faint feeling of pain but he didn't care. He was focused on meditating.

Berserk and hatred, these two things had always been the milk that nourished humans.

Ye Zheng closed his eyes and that sinister face of Lang Xi appeared in his mind. He also remembered the desolated land and the broken corpses of his five comrades … You are me, we are two sides of the same coin. "

Lang Xi opened his mouth to speak, but thick blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"Shut up!"

Ye Zheng waved his fist in the air, and the scenery in front of him underwent another drastic change.

On the sloping deck, with the sea breeze howling and the grenade in hand, Gao Xiaowen stood in front of them with a resolute smile on her face, looking even more imposing than the Queen.

In Ye Zheng's memories, she had never been this beautiful.

"Put it down, there must be another way."

Ye Zheng was practically begging.

"Trust me, there's no more."

Gao Xiaowen shook her head.

A deafening explosion sounded as her body turned into mincemeat and blood that rained down. As Ye Zheng bathed in the rain of blood, his heart painfully contracted as he knelt on one knee.

Dragon One and Man Shu stood in front of him.

Qian Tang had an untamed expression on his face. He wielded a straight blade in his hand, the tip of the blade pointing towards Ye Zheng's throat. Man Shu, on the other hand, had an apologetic expression on his face.

"It's not what I want."

Man Shu shook her head.

"You're such a woman."

The tip of the blade in his hand was already at Ye Zheng's throat, and it was ice-cold yet stinging.

Behind the two of them, there were many human figures whose faces could not be seen. They were all seven-pointed stars.

Members of the organization.

The highest point of the shadow was a black shadow wearing a robe. His eyes were like two wild beasts with a terrifying light shining from them. This was obviously the "Seven-pointed Star".

The supreme leader, the so-called "Lord High Lord"

They were both the main culprits behind forcing Gao Xiaowen to her death. In Ye Zheng's heart, fury was like the waves of the ocean, surging up and down, uncontrollable.

"Those who kneel will live, while those who kneel will die."

Dragon One looked at Ye Zheng who was kneeling on one knee and smiled in satisfaction.

Ye Zheng suddenly extended his left hand and grabbed the blade edge of the blade in Qian Tang's hand, blood gushing out from between his fingers.

The expression on Qian Tang's face changed drastically. He pulled out his saber with all his might. However, he felt as if he had been embedded in a thick stone wall. He couldn't move an inch.

"Die!"

With the strength of Ye Zheng's left hand, he had actually broken the long blade made of fine steel into two.

Then, his figure flashed as his right hand punched out.

Berserk and hatred, were like an efficient fuel, allowing Ye Zheng, this machine, to obtain an unimaginable power!

After striking out with his fist, Ye Zheng felt as if all the energy in his body and meridians were waves of air that had been suppressed for a very long time, gushing out unstoppably.

Thousand Sunsets and Man Shu's bodies were like glass as they fell onto the rough rocks, turning into thousands of crystal shards.

The real world.

As Ye Zheng stood in the middle of the ocean, which was as deep as his chest, the power of his fist that carried the power of his internal energy stirred up huge waves.

Ye Zheng's face revealed a happy expression. He vaguely realized that he had caught sight of a new world of martial arts.

"Little mute, you scared me!" I thought you had a bomb under the water. "

A clear and melodious female voice came from behind Ye Zheng.

A girl around eighteen to nineteen years old was squatting at the edge of the dock, wearing a simple shirt and shorts, with a thick braid tied around her head. Her skin was the color of healthy wheat, and although it wasn't painted with makeup, it was naturally carved and had a unique charm.

She was Old Fisherman's daughter.

"It's just a little juggling."

Ye Zheng replied softly.