Chapter 45 Impotent Fury
Therefore, even if Ji Ling shouted until his throat split and his lungs exploded, Ji Yun would never hear his warnings.
Even if Ji Ling had the intention, it would be in vain.
Ji Ling sighed and shook his head.
Whether they could strike the true body and shatter this water illusion technique depended entirely on Ji Yun's luck—whether a blind cat could happen to run into a dead mouse and accidentally hit the real body.
After all, Ji Yun had already lost his mind and completely lacked the rationality to analyze which body was real and which was fake. He was just flailing about wildly, and if he wanted to hit the real body, he could only rely on sheer luck.
Ji Yun was driving Leizhenzi, launching wild and completely unmethodical attacks at the cluster of phantoms. Leizhenzi was, after all, a genuine deity and possessed area-of-effect attack skills. Yet Ji Yun acted like a complete blockhead, refusing to use even a shred of Leizhenzi's divine power. Instead, he simply made Leizhenzi swing the Wind and Thunder Golden Staff in a chaotic frenzy of smashing, attacking only a single fake body each time.
If he had just used a skill, summoning some mystic lightning or the like, he could have struck several fake bodies at once with a single blow, which would have accelerated his process of finding the true body, wouldn't it?
Yet he simply refused to do so.
Ji Ling inwardly lamented and sighed.
He found Ji Tianxing's actions all the more laughable.
Ji Tianxing had dug out his own heavenly-grade deity space; if Ji Yun had genuinely been superior in strength, possessed a sharper mind, or excelled in battle tactics, Ji Ling could have accepted Ji Tianxing's reasoning.
After all, if Ji Yun were truly stronger than him, giving that deity space and those two deities to Ji Yun would naturally allow them to be put to better use than remaining in his own hands.
Yet looking at it now, bestowing this heavenly-grade deity space and the two deities, Leizhenzi and Ao Guang the Dragon King of the East Sea, upon Ji Yun was nothing short of casting pearls before swine.
Whether the Red Hare horse was given to Lü Bu or Guan Yu, it could always display its excellence as a fine steed.
But if it were given to Pan Feng or Xing Daorong...
It would all be in vain...
And the current situation was precisely this case.
If that heavenly-grade deity space, along with the two deities Leizhenzi and Ao Guang the Dragon King of the East Sea, had been given to Ji Ling, speaking modestly and purely in terms of combat capability, even if Ji Ling couldn't quite measure up to Lü Bu, he could at least have been a Guan Yu.
Yet given to Ji Yun, this heavenly-grade deity space and the two deities Leizhenzi and Ao Guang probably couldn't even compare to Xing Daorong.
No matter how dim-witted Xing Daorong was, he could at least devise some self-righteous stratagem.
But as for Ji Yun right now—to put it nicely, it was the bravery of a reckless brute.
To put it bluntly...
He was simply a pure-bred, utter idiot.
Even a three-year-old child could tell that those Omotaka Takara clones being chopped into splashes of water were fakes.
Could you at least pause for a moment to take a look, even if it meant just observing a bit longer to spot the slightest flaw before striking?
Even if your observation turned out to be wrong...
At least take a look!
Yet this stubborn mule of a person simply refused to look. He just stubbornly possessed brute strength and threw himself into a reckless, desperate assault.
A young man sleeping on a cold brick bed relies entirely on his own internal fire.
Well... if you don't lose, who will?
Ji Ling shook his head helplessly, letting out one sigh after another.
Throughout the camp of the Eastern Theater Command, everyone else was also sighing and murmuring in discussion.
"Major General Ji Yun is far too brainless... Even I know that faced with so many phantoms, one should at least observe for flaws before attacking... Yet he..."
"How did someone so brainless ever become a major general? How did he achieve such illustrious military exploits?"
"Is this person really Major General Ji Yun? My idolized filter has completely shattered..."
"How utterly humiliating! I can't even bear to look!"
"Exactly! All by himself, he has completely disgraced over a billion citizens of the Dragon Country!"
"I have never felt so humiliated in my entire life!"
"Not even the unequal treaties from a hundred years ago were as shameful as today!"
"Even the Humiliation of Jingkang was no worse than this..."
"I'm not watching anymore, I'm going on patrol!"
"Count me in, I'm not watching either! The more I look, the more infuriated I get!"
"If we keep watching, all our morale will be gone!"
"Indeed... What absolute garbage! Bah!"
The soldiers were all straightforward folks with unreserved personalities; none of them held back, speaking their minds freely.
Yet it was precisely these candid, unadorned words that intuitively reflected the thoughts in the heart of every spectator.
The people of the Dragon Country felt deep humiliation, while foreigners watched it all as a grand farce.
Today, their dignity had been dragged down into the very dust.
Seeing morale plunging, General Xu and General Lin exchanged glances. General Lin initially wanted to order the departed soldiers to return and continue watching, but he truly lacked any rationale to issue such an order.
Return and keep watching?
What was there to watch?
To watch how the little Japanese humiliated the Dragon Country?
Who could bear to watch that?
What difference was there between this and having someone violate your wife right in front of you while aggressively forcing you to watch?
Utterly disgraceful!
Ji Ling was likewise filled with helplessness, but he gritted his teeth through the disgust and humiliation, forcing himself to keep watching.
After Ji Yun drove Leizhenzi in a wild, indiscriminate rampage for over twenty minutes, the man and deity finally stopped, utterly exhausted.
Ji Yun collapsed heavily onto the void arena floor, while Leizhenzi leaned upon his Wind and Thunder Golden Staff, panting heavily and glaring at Ji Yun with an expression of intense dissatisfaction.
Judging by Leizhenzi's expression, he was profoundly displeased with the Ji Yun who had summoned him.
He was, after all, a genuine deity; how on earth had he ended up bound to such an absolute idiot?
Where was his previous contractor?
How could he change contractors?
How majestic had it been following his previous contractor? Sweeping across the battlefield, whirling the Wind and Thunder Golden Staff with a whistling roar, bringing down bolt after bolt of lightning to claim the wretched lives of dirty, bizarre creatures.
And what about now?
A fine Wind and Thunder Golden Staff was being treated like a firewood poker by this total idiot Ji Yun. Without using a single shred of divine power, he just smashed about frantically—only a lunatic escaped from an asylum would fight like this!
Yet Ji Yun seemed completely oblivious to this issue. His eyes still burned with resentment toward Omotaka Takara's words, and he gritted his teeth, panting heavily as he cursed, "Insidious and crafty little Japanese! If you have the guts, fight me head-on! What kind of skill is it to hide and cower!"
"Coward! Trash! Filthy maggots!"
Inside the camp of the Eastern Theater Command, the soldiers who had stayed behind to watch in the hope of a turnaround in the battle grew even more deeply disappointed upon hearing Ji Yun's words.
"What is this? Impotent rage?"
"Fight head-on? Even playing monsters in an online game requires paying attention to mechanics and combat tactics, yet in a divine war, he's just playing whack-a-mole?"
"Exactly! According to his logic, they might as well just take turns slapping each other across the face until whoever gives up first loses!"
"Naïve! Oh my god! This is a major general of the Dragon Country! How can he utter such childish words? What must foreigners think of us people in the Dragon Country?"
"Good lord! When a dignified national major general is this brainless, others must surely think the Dragon Country is doomed!"