As soon as High-Kei spoke the words, he released a powerful surge of the natural energy—light and electricity—long absorbed and transformed within his body, controlled by his inner spiritual force. A lightning bolt streaked across the clear, cloudless sky, accompanied by a brilliant flash that blinded everyone. Sakai knew High-Kei had some impressive techniques; otherwise, his superior wouldn't have invested so heavily to recruit him and appointed him deputy head of the Sun Group. Seizing the moment when everyone could barely open their eyes, Sakai once again controlled the dart—no, several darts. Twenty-one darts, each striking the young women, while nine more appeared around High-Kei. There were now exactly thirty darts—each one precisely maneuvered and remotely controlled by Sakai. "Ladies! Don't be afraid! Our electric blade is coming!" High-Kei's confident voice pierced through the startled, pale faces of the young, pure-hearted girls. "Sisters!" "Close your eyes, stay put, and remain calm—don't move!" With fluent Japanese, Misugi instructed, and all twenty women followed her lead. Inside, Gao Liang felt a surge of admiration for Misugi. Who would have thought that, just when he was struggling most, this Japanese woman had effortlessly resolved the issue? It was clear that Misugi naturally commanded influence among the group. From now on, he would delegate training responsibilities to her appropriately—much more convenient. At that moment, he had no room for further thoughts. He activated all his extraordinary abilities simultaneously, including his Spirit-Sensing Eye, which allowed him to clearly perceive the trajectory and direction of thirty flying darts. Then, he awakened the Energy Dragon Balls, releasing energy that immediately surged exponentially in his physical strength. "I shall become a god!" Gao Liang roared—his voice like a thunderclap on a clear day, so powerful that Banji had to cover his ears, nearly rupturing his eardrums. Yet when Banji glanced at the other twenty-one women, he saw them still calmly standing, eyes closed, composed and steady. Man, how come the beautiful girls are fine, but my ears can't take it? Actually,阪井 didn't know that Gao Liang had already become a god—though he was just stepping into the initial stage, advancing steadily toward the intermediate phase. Now, Gao Liang could, at will, release powerful sonic bursts targeted precisely at specific individuals. These bursts would first identify their target before launching an attack. Just now, when Gao Liang said, "I wish to become a god," he used his sonic system, amplifying the energy of the Energy Dragon Balls to boost the volume by several orders of magnitude, and released it directly aimed at阪井. The force was immense—any ordinary person would have suffered ruptured eardrums instantly. Fortunately,阪井 was an energy-powered master. Even his drum-like eardrums, accustomed to controlling flying darts, were nearly shattered, and he only managed to keep them intact by clenching both hands over his ears. That wasn't so bad, but the real issue was that阪井 noticed his thirty flying darts vibrating and jumping in response to the sonic bursts. "That's incredible!" Sound can alter the surrounding air field, generating powerful air currents—extremely powerful ones—that enable thirty of his darts to leap into action! Clearly, he must make a decisive effort. With my final stand, as long as I wound or injured even one person, I'll have succeeded! This dart is my signature technique!" On阪井's pale, calculating face, fury and murderous intent surged—his demeanor had transformed into that of a man driven by relentless rage. Now a true killer, he had drawn upon every ounce of his physical energy, amplifying his released power by an additional 50%, reaching a full tenfold intensity—an energy he had never deployed before—yet now, facing 高亮, he was determined to fight to the finish. High Light, High Light! Your explosive sound techniques aren't what I'm after. This time, I'm going to make my dart control even stronger, sharper, more relentless, and more precise! Indeed, one of his dart controls came perilously close to striking a beautiful woman's delicate face. High Light reacted swiftly—eyes sharp, hands agile—"Electrical Slash! Let it shine!" "As soon as he spoke, dozens of golden streaks of electric light surged forth, crackling vividly in the air. Oh! The electric slash technique of Mr. Qiao from the Long-Feng Hall had been completely absorbed and effectively utilized by our High-Light. Recently, High-Light has integrated numerous martial arts and abilities into his own martial and energetic system. This time, High-Light realized that the effective method of the opponent's dart control wasn't necessarily risk management, but rather the electric slash. High-Light's assessment proved correct. A sharp crackling sound followed, and then the electric arcs surged toward the dart. With a sudden 'crash,' the fierce dart was struck by the arcs. The temperature of the arcs reached 5,000 degrees—immediately, the dart melted. Nothing remained! It vaporized right after melting.阪井's legs gave way, his eyes went wide, and a huge exclamation mark appeared on his lips. 'Oh my goodness!' he exclaimed, 'My darts! My darts! Those were decades of painstaking practice!' Sakai saw dozens of electric arcs as the electric blade launched its remaining twenty darts at him. Within just three seconds, the darts were completely vaporized! The bright young women were safe now. Miharu and the twenty young girls opened their eyes, and the thrilling scene had passed, yet the scent of scorched air remained, with a lingering heat. This clearly indicated that the intense clash had not yet fully concluded. Indeed, as the young women looked around, wow—trouble! Nine darts were still heading directly toward the bright ones. This was truly the peak moment of confrontation between Sakai and Miharu. After all, Sakai was a devoted admirer of Japanese warrior traditions, hailing from a samurai family himself. Though it was now 2011, his very soul still carried the spirit of the Yamato Japanese people—the unyielding spirit of the samurai. Japan is truly the most outstanding—how can we allow a modest Chinese nation to hold the advantage? No, I must eliminate him. Only by defeating High-Flash can I claim true kingship. While being struck by the overwhelming power of High-Flash's Electric Blade,阪井 simultaneously used his unique ability detector to remotely assess the situation and discovered that High-Flash had mobilized his entire energy to protect these twenty-one beautiful young women, with significant energy damage that will take time to recover. This presents a perfect opportunity for a strong offensive. It seems clear that launching a fierce, brutal assault on these twenty-one young women will effectively drain High-Flash's energy. Thus, he subtly signaled to his teammate, Fujino, indicating that when necessary, Fujino should lend his support to secure victory and topple High-Flash. Yet Fujino paid no attention to him at all—Fujino's expression toward High-Flash was one of deep admiration and respect. This only made Hanai more furious. How could he, the esteemed leader of Japan's Akahata Group, hold such deep admiration for this obscure, unremarkable young man from the Chinese heartland? Hanai's jealousy soared to the heavens! He transformed his jealousy into hostility, and then turned that hostility into ruthless actions.