Since entering the world of the grandmaster of the Republic of China, Xiang Ji has been reluctant to hurt people with heavy hands.

From the time he entered Foshan City to pick up the Japanese dojos and martial arts halls all over the city, to the time he left the south and went all the way north, Xiang Ji was always in control of his shots during this time. Although the Japanese martial arts hall in Foshan City was completely lost face in Xiang Ji's hands, from the owner of the hall to the little minions, all of them were ruthlessly repaired by Xiang Ji's fist, but careful people found a special situation, that is, all the Japanese were still alive.

There are so many martial arts halls and dojos in Foshan City, and there are thousands of Japanese samurai in them, and each of them has been beaten by Xiang Ji's fist, but no one has lost his life in these conflicts, not a single one. With such a heavy fist and kick, this is a bit incredible, is it because he is soft-hearted?

No, not exactly. Xiang Ji found that he did not dare to kill, and he found that it was not suitable to see blood now.

In the ten years in the Chu and Han worlds, as a soldier who fought on the battlefield to make a living, Xiang Ji, who lived to the end, had already killed I don't know how many people, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a butcher. In order to live, to the end, he has killed too many people. Xiang Ji is not a butcher who likes to kill, but he thinks that in order to survive, he has at least adapted to the living state of a veteran of a hundred battles: either killing or being killed, there is nothing to say.

He never felt that he would be plagued by the so-called veteran syndrome after leaving the world of cinema, and he felt that he could overcome these psychological problems as long as he was given a little time. To some extent, Xiang Ji was right, not everyone who participated in the war would become bloodthirsty lunatics after the war.

But things changed, and the change happened on the day Xiang Ji left the Chu Han world. He was pierced through the chest by a long sword of strange origin, and then rescued by the treatment cabin of Song Cheng Performing Arts, and in the subsequent soul strength test, the data soared, and he successfully obtained the reincarnation qualification.

It all came too quickly and too strangely for Xiang to suspect anything. The only clue he got was the sword, a small sword that appeared abruptly in the scabbard of Xiang Ji's carrying. Xiang Ji guessed that this sword was the real reason for the surge in his soul strength, and he felt that his soul strength was likely to be forcibly pushed up by some external force, and his own soul strength probably did not meet the standard of a reincarnation martial artist.

What happened later confirmed Xiang Ji's suspicions to some extent, and he found that he suddenly couldn't control his emotions well.

Everyone has a certain amount of sabotage and killing in their hearts**, normal people may be smaller, and the warriors who kill all year round may be larger, as long as it can be controlled within a reasonable range, this is not a problem. Originally, Xiang Ji felt that he could also control it, and he had been fighting in the army all the year round, as long as he didn't die or go crazy, he naturally had his own control over this kind of **.

But when he returned to the main city and became a reincarnation warrior, especially after entering the main god space, after exchanging and strengthening, Xiang Ji could not effectively control this **.

At first, he just felt that his temper was a little short, and it wasn't much of a problem. Later, he began to often imagine the scene of killing the enemy on the battlefield in his mind, and when he slept and rested, he would often dream of bloody killings, and Xiang Ji didn't care about it, after all, he had just gotten rid of the days of licking blood from the knife.

However, when he strengthened his strength at the main god and incarnated as Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, to fight in the illusion, the problem seemed to be serious. At the moment when Xiang Ji succeeded in strengthening, the intensity of the killing ** that broke out made him feel terrified. It is a terrible ** that destroys everything and abhors everything.

Despite this, Xiang Ji still comforted himself that this might be a normal reaction after the enhancement, after all, it was also the first time he had come into contact with the exchange enhancement, and it was not surprising that the powerful power he suddenly gained gave people the illusion that he could destroy everything.

It wasn't until Xiang Ji immediately descended on the Grandmaster World of the Republic of China to carry out a mission that after knocking down a True Pole Dojo disciple with one punch, a drop of blood accidentally splashed on his body. At that moment, Xiang Ji actually had a perverted thought in his heart, "The blood is really delicious". This momentary thought made him break out in a cold sweat, and at this time he was absolutely sure that there was indeed something wrong with his psychology.

Xiang Ji didn't want to become a monster who only knew how to kill, so he began to consciously control his shots, try not to hurt people, not to see blood, except for the needs of the task, absolutely not to compete with others, no conflicts and disputes.

Even with such care, the effect is still limited. He found that his mind became highly sensitive and his spirit became highly active after the strength of his soul increased greatly. However, this agility and activity did not make him much smarter than before, but made Xiang Ji's perception stronger and his emotions more difficult to control.

Now Xiang Ji can naturally take in the expressions and movements of dozens of customers in a restaurant in a very short period of time. If he sees a little unhappiness in the process, Xiang Ji can instantly recall all the unpleasant things in his life. From failing an exam or failing at work, to a roadside stall owner who gave a barbecue one time, all the unhappy and unpleasant things will quickly turn around his mind at some moment, and then disappear again.

Xiang Ji feels that this high degree of sensitivity and activity may be one of the benefits of the great increase in soul strength, which can make a person's soul stronger, easier to perceive the surroundings and perceive himself, and can make it easier for him to feel the situation in the body, mobilize the muscles, qi and blood in the body, and promote the rapid stimulation of pulling out the mountain.

However, this agility and activity also seem to make him more vulnerable. At least, Xiang Ji felt that if he continued like this, he would have to completely become a complete psychotic in the entanglement of repeated rage and self-restraint! A madman who had completely fallen into killing and destruction!

Later, the assassination of Xiang Ji by the Japanese bamboo agency in Foshan City almost ruined his restraint and patience for several days. That day, Xiang Ji's shot was so bloody and brutal, which was directly related to this volcanic magma-like surging killing**.

Fortunately, there is a beautiful little girl among the killers sent by the Japanese bamboo organs, and fortunately, Xiang Ji is still a normal man with a little pity for jade. At the last moment, Xiang Ji finally freed himself from the spiritual storm of infinite destruction. Otherwise, it is very likely that Foshan City on that day will give birth to a pure killing machine without reason.

However, after all, this is a palliative rather than a cure, and when will this kind of day be the end! When he arrived at this ferry village, Xiang Zhi, who was in a relatively low mood and was stimulated again, was like a severely mentally ill person who suddenly went berserk after being stimulated by a strong external force.

This is the explosion of compressed air from the muzzle of a Japanese soldier when he fires. This is the crisp sound of the warhead falling on the stone roads of villages and towns after it has been pulled out of the mountain and bounced off with vigor.

Because the distance was already very close, this time the devil officer and his soldiers saw this scene very clearly. At such a close distance, the immobile target made them very confident that they had definitely hit the enemy in front of them. But, this guy! The bullet was bounced off! The gun didn't work against him at all!

No, no, no! This can't be! There's nothing that can't be solved with one bullet, and if there is, then two! Yes, keep shooting!

The officer leading the team continuously pulled the trigger of the pistol and emptied the bullets in the magazine in one breath until the firing pin clicked empty. The target remained still, and the bullets flew towards the enemy at close range.

It worked! A bullet flying towards the target's neck opened a bloody flower on the enemy's skin! Haha! I said yes! The highly nervous officer leading the team was overjoyed when he saw this, but he ignored the enemy's still standing body.

Xiang Ji wiped his neck blankly, this is my blood, my skin is broken, these things are so annoying! He suddenly felt a wave of irritability in his heart. This guy on the other side is so ugly! He's so ugly when he laughs! Damn it!

Xiang Ji opened his eyes and moved! Two strides he walked up to the leading officer who had just bloomed on his face, and grabbed the other party's cheeks with both hands! This smile is so annoying! Let you laugh again! You laugh! With a vigorous rubbing of both hands, the strength of the palms of the palms rubbed off the cheeks of the Japanese officer!

The officer leading the team screamed in pain, desperately smashing his saber and fist at Xiang Ji's body, but to no avail.

How can he still scream? It's so annoying! Xiang Ji grinned brightly, and he put force on his hand, click, and directly crushed this guy's mandible. Now, you can't scream, can you?

The Japanese soldiers on the side watched their commander being captured, and his head was gradually cut into a blood-colored skeleton by Xiang Ji, and in horror, they instinctively pulled the bolt of their guns and opened fire again.

But this time it still had no effect, and the surface of Xiang's plasma-covered body erupted with a red and white glow, and poof! A bullet was bounced back to the owner who fired it, piercing his throat.

These things hurt when they hit you? Damn!

Enraged, Xiang Ji let go of the blood skull, ghostly rushed to the Japanese soldier who was shooting on the left, smiled and opened his arms, and hugged him warmly! Unfortunately, this guy obviously couldn't stand this enthusiasm, the bones on his body clicked and burst, and the blood gushing out of his mouth and nose clearly showed that he didn't want Xiang Ji to be so enthusiastic.

It's not enough, this guy's body is still convulsing, still moving, then hug again!

Xiang Ji continued to hold the Japanese soldier who had lost his life, and his arms were passionately wrapped around his back until his chest was completely flattened.

"Baga, what's going on?" There were more than a dozen Japanese soldiers in this village. More Japanese scattered around the village and town to loot their belongings heard that something was wrong and rushed here.

The newly arrived Japanese soldiers, who did not know what was going on, opened fire one after another when they saw this scene.

I remember there was a show called Tearing Devils? It seems to be fun! Xiang Ji, who was shot in the back, vaguely remembered such a concept, and he let go of the corpse in his arms whose torso had been twisted into a ball of meat sauce, and turned around with a smirk.

A few steps over to a nearby Japanese soldier who was slumped on the ground, he smiled and grabbed his ankle. "Uh! giggle~" The soldier who witnessed the brutal scene just now was frightened into the hearts of the six gods, and suddenly his ankle was caught, and he instinctively felt that something terrible was about to happen. But he desperately kicked his legs, but he couldn't break free from the coercion of Xiang Ji.

Hmm?It's so energetic**! It must be good to tear it open, right?Xiang Ji smiled at the Japanese soldier in his hand, and tore his hands!Ah——!hhhhh

Accompanied by screams, the steaming human organs were scattered all over the ground.

Xiang Ji looked at the red sauce on the ground with satisfaction, raised his head and smiled at the Japanese soldiers around him. "咯~【かいぶつ】kaibutsu (monster)!"