Chapter 33: War Book.

I'm a superstar!

Now Jon only has this feeling.

Back at the Hero Association, the staff's attitude was obviously much more passionate than before.

No, it can't be called passion anymore.

It should be called 'frenzy'.

S-class hero! Handsome! Alive!

"Mr. Skywalker, please give me an autograph."

A short-haired lady blushed and handed over an autograph board.

As soon as her voice fell, other staff members also crowded around, clamoring for autographs.

Child Emperor left Jon's side without changing his expression, and chuckled, "I'll leave this to you, big star."

Jon was helpless.

He had to use the hand speed of being single for eighteen years to quickly sign dozens of autograph boards.

The ladies blushed as they watched...

It's proven that no matter which world, leaders are all the same.

Jinzuren, with a stern face, walked out of the office and loudly reprimanded, "Enough, get back to your posts now, or you'll risk your bonuses!"

"Yes~"

A weak chorus of agreement echoed.

Three lines of frustration appeared on Jinzuren's forehead.

After regaining his composure, he looked at Jon.

"Come with me."

Jon had no reason to refuse and followed Jinzuren into a room.

Upon opening the door, a suite of nearly a hundred square meters appeared before them.

"This is your exclusive rest room."

Jinzuren spoke word by word, "From now on, I'm counting on you... Skywalker."

'Skywalker'

What a lame name.

Jon kept a poker face, but couldn't help but silently complain in his heart.

Without a lightsaber, what kind of 'Skywalker' is he!

After exchanging a few words, Jinzuren left.

Jon closed the door and carefully inspected every corner of the room with his Observation Haki.

The Hero Association was smart enough not to make any covert moves in such a place, which would provoke the resentment of S-class heroes.

Anyway, Jon didn't find any surveillance or eavesdropping devices.

So, he relaxed, took off his shirt, and jumped onto the large bed that could accommodate more than ten people in a 'Water Splash' pose.

A night of silence.

The next day, Jon got up early.

In addition to his daily practice of Ripple Qigong, he also went through two new fighting methods in his mind.

'Whirlwind Iron Fist', 'Flowing Rock Breaking Fist', one rigid, one soft, naturally complementary.

After pondering for a long time, Jon began to try to integrate the two fighting methods to create new moves...

This process was not easy.

Even Jon, who was flexible and had an amazing understanding, only understood the secret technique of Isshiki - 'Air Burst Fist'.

'Air Burst Fist', a combination of rigidity and softness, a huge blow that can even cause the air to burst!

"This punch is my biggest trump card so far."

Opening his eyes, Jon's mouth slightly raised.

'Ripple Qigong', 'Stand', 'Two-Color Haki', 'Marine's Rokushiki', 'Air Burst Fist'.

Several unique skills gathered in one body.

Now he has barely stepped into the ranks of the strong.

But thinking about the bald demon king who can destroy the sky, the earth, and the air in seconds, and the Saiyan warriors who can destroy planets and break the universe at will.

This strength seems to be nothing.

Jon restrained his smile, "I can't be complacent, must continue to grow."

People should be wild, but things should be stable.

You can't be like a certain hundred-year-old vampire, who gets excited as soon as he has a little strength.

Keep practicing!

From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn.

It took three or four days of seclusion in the room before Jon fully understood the 'Air Burst Fist'.

If he encounters a giant again, he won't have to spend tens of minutes grinding the opponent to death, just one punch will do!

Moreover, while Jon was in seclusion, the 'Legendary level' value that was just a little short of upgrading successfully broke through to the next level and unlocked the 'Divine Wind Instant Sword Technique'.

The so-called 'Divine Wind Instant Sword Technique' is actually the sword technique used by the fifth S-class hero 'Atomic Samurai'.

Isn't this a coincidence?

Pulling out the famous sword 'Raiu' from his personal space, Jon naturally exuded the aura of a veteran swordsman.

He was just about to practice.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

"Skywalker, I am Shion, a staff member of the association, someone wants to visit you."

Jon frowned slightly.

With a thought, he used his Stand ability to open the door.

"Skywalker... Ah! Sorry, I didn't know... Anyway, the first B-class hero 'Blizzard of Hell' is waiting at the front desk, she..."

Shion sneakily glanced at Jon's muscular upper body and quietly swallowed.

"She said, she has something very important to discuss with you."

"Blizzard?"

Jon's mind conjured up a curvaceous figure.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head.

"I don't want to see her."

Although time wasn't pressing, he didn't want to channel his energy elsewhere.

Whoever gets involved with Fubuki and her unlucky sister will be out of luck.

"Alright, I understand."

Jon took a deep look at her, as if he wanted to permanently etch the sight into his mind.

With a slight bow, Shion turned and left.

Just then, a young man wearing a helmet happened to walk to the door.

"Skywalker!"

His eyes lit up.

"Mr. Iaian."

Seeing the newcomer, Shion quickly greeted him.

An A-class hero is a cornerstone of the association, and shouldn't be underestimated.

Iaian nodded slightly. Taking a quick couple of steps, he half-stepped into the room, politely asking Jon, "May I come in?"

Jon: ...

Aren't you already in?

Seeing Jon silent, Iaian thought the other party had defaulted, and pulled out a flat piece of grass paper from the armor gap.

"Master Atomic Samurai heard that Skywalker has topped the charts, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and specially ordered me to send a congratulatory letter."

Iaian spoke in a very literary manner.

If it weren't for Jon's proficiency in several languages, he might not necessarily understand what the other party meant.

He took the paper and unfolded it for a closer look.

Jon couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

A congratulatory letter?

It should be a challenge letter, right!

"Hearing of your victory over the hundred-foot giant, you must be no ordinary person. I have prepared some light wine and cleaned the couch to await your arrival!"

It seemed very polite, both preparing wine and cleaning the couch.

But Atomic Samurai's pen was extremely sharp, and through the paper, one could feel a sharp sword aura poking into one's eyes!

Jon muttered to himself about the trouble, instinctively not wanting to accept the invitation.

But on second thought, he changed his mind, reached into his 'personal space and pulled out a brush and ink.

Dipped in ink, he held his wrist and dropped the pen.

"Good!"

One word, sharp and clear.

Iaian and Miss Shion were directly dumbfounded.

Superpower!

No, no, no, that's not the point...

The point is the momentum.

Yes, that's right, momentum!

In their eyes, Jon's figure was infinitely tall.

He was clearly sitting still, but it was as if he was standing on the peak, looking down on the world's peerless swordsman!

Iaian took a deep breath.

This kind of momentum, he had only felt it from his master.

Wait for the ink to dry.

Jon returned the challenge letter to Iaian.

"Tell Atomic Samurai, I will accept the invitation."

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