Chapter 64

"Martial arts?"

Lin Cheng looked at this drunken man and said with interest: "Quite interesting."

While speaking, Lin Cheng used his other free hand to catch Bacchus's attack with one hand.

Although Lin Cheng was not proficient in any combat techniques, he completely crushed the vast majority of people present in terms of attributes; relying on his absolute speed advantage, Lin Cheng caught the attacks of both Natsu and Bacchus simultaneously.

Especially Bacchus.

Under full eruption, his hands almost turned into afterimages, making people feel fearful.

What was even more shocking was that, facing Bacchus and Natsu, who had almost erupted with all their strength, Lin Cheng stood in place from beginning to end, not moving even half a step.

"Mr. Sosuke Aizen."

"If I heard correctly, this person seems to be just an intern member of the Akatsuki organization?"

Makarov looked at Lin Cheng, who was easily dealing with the combined attack of Bacchus and Natsu, approached Sosuke Aizen, who had been standing on the side watching with a smile, and said with an ugly expression: "Just an intern member, and he possesses such terrifying strength?"

"Bacchus is a veteran S-class Class Mage, and although Natsu is currently only an A-class Class Mage, that is only because of his carelessness, which is why he hasn't passed the S-class Class Mage examination."

"It also has to do with the fact that our Fairy Tail's S-class Class Mage examination is exceptionally strict."

Makarov did not continue with what he was about to say.

The meaning Makarov expressed was very clear; Lin Cheng could now be said to be fighting two veteran S-class mages, and the strength displayed like this, I'm afraid even Jura, the tail-end of the Ten Wizard Saints, would be slightly inferior.

And this was just an intern member who wasn't even a formal member.

"Mr. Makarov, this is a very normal thing."

"The Akatsuki organization doesn't have many core members, and almost every one of them possesses the power to stand alone."

After hearing Makarov's words, Sosuke Aizen thought for a moment and smiled: "Therefore, even if it's just a reserve for core members, an intern member, they also possess very good strength."

"That Mr. Jellal from the Tower of Heaven earlier should be at the strength of an Akatsuki intern member."

After finishing, Sosuke Aizen didn't wait for Makarov to continue saying anything, directly extended his palm, and made a grasping motion in the void toward the direction where Lin Cheng was.

Following Sosuke Aizen's action, six beams of light appeared directly in mid-air, quickly flying toward Lin Cheng's position, sealing off all the gaps through which Lin Cheng could retreat.

This was Binding Art #61, Six-Rod Light Prison.

After being hit, the person hit would be completely locked by these six beams of light, leaving them at the mercy of others.

"No way, no way."

Lin Cheng looked at the Six-Rod Light Prison closing in on him and said with an exaggerated expression: "To deal with a small intern member like me, does such an existence need to make a move?"

"If you play like this, I'm going to call for people."

It was naturally impossible for Lin Cheng to just be imprisoned in place by Sosuke Aizen like this.

Feeling that the timing was about right, without any hesitation, Lin Cheng instantly returned to the domain of the Hidden Rain Village.

He disappeared from everyone's line of sight, and the Six-Rod Light Prison used by Sosuke Aizen also gradually dissipated in mid-air because it had lost its target.

"Mr. Sosuke Aizen."

"I am very sorry, it seems our actions have already been known by the other side."

Looking at Lin Cheng, who had disappeared directly, Makarov's expression was somewhat ugly.

Originally, Sosuke Aizen had defeated him and gathered the coalition of strong people, all to catch the Akatsuki organization off guard.

As a result, he didn't expect that someone from the other side had mixed into their side instead.

In this way, the plan for a surprise raid and encirclement had completely failed.

"Mr. Makarov, everyone has arrived, right."

"If everyone has already arrived, then as long as the plan is executed fast enough, it is still possible."

Sosuke Aizen looked at Makarov, whose expression was somewhat ugly, and smiled slightly.

As the voice fell, Sosuke Aizen didn't wait for Makarov to continue saying anything; surging spiritual pressure rushed to the clouds in this instant, and Guild Master Bob's villa fell apart in this instant.

The clouds in the sky were even dispersed instantly.

In this short instant, the power erupted by Sosuke Aizen changed the expressions of everyone present; this sense of oppression far exceeded what they had seen in their lives, completely surpassing their common sense.

Even the two strongest Heavenly King-level Ten Wizard Saints present, Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen, had expressions of extreme shock at this moment.

Having stood at the top of the continent many years ago and almost being T1 combat power, how many years had it been since they felt this heavy sense of oppression?

"Is, is this Mr. Sosuke Aizen's true power?"

"It feels even more terrifying than it was at the Tower of Heaven before."

Facing this suddenly erupted sense of oppression, Lucy knelt on the ground with a face full of shock.

At this moment, Lucy really couldn't move even a single finger.

"Mr. Sosuke Aizen's strength is truly too strong."

"However, even such a Mr. Sosuke Aizen needs to gather us to help?"

Erza's performance was much better than many people present.

Wearing the Heaven's Wheel Armor, she half-knelt on the ground and looked with difficulty toward the position where Sosuke Aizen was.

At this time, among all the people present, the only ones who could barely stand in front of Sosuke Aizen were Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen, who were among the Four Heavenly Kings.

Others, even Makarov, who was the fifth of the Ten Wizard Saints, bent over and fell to the ground.

Of course, Sosuke Aizen was just doing it for some dramatic effect and emotional value; if Sosuke Aizen really erupted with all his spiritual pressure, even Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen would probably be unable to stand.

"Sorry."

"I need to erupt with all my power to tear the space now, I'm afraid I can't take care of everyone."

Sosuke Aizen looked at the crowd kneeling on the ground and explained his behavior with an exceptionally serious and sincere face.

It was as if Sosuke Aizen really needed to erupt with the most powerful strength to tear the space and find the Akatsuki organization's headquarters hidden in the sub-space.

However, one must do the whole act.

Sosuke Aizen still needed to maximize the visual effects.

"The end of the thousand hands, the dark respected hand that cannot be reached, the blue sky shooter that cannot be reflected."

"The path where the light falls, the wind that fans the sparks, when they gather together, there is no need to hesitate, follow my pointing."

"Light bullet, eight bodies, nine strips, heavenly scriptures, swift treasures, great wheels, gray turrets, draw the bow toward the distance."

A series of words that sounded meaningless to Makarov and others emerged from Sosuke Aizen's mouth.

These meaningless words, in this current scene, spoken from Sosuke Aizen's mouth, just made people feel particularly powerful.

Moreover, as Sosuke Aizen continued to chant, Sosuke Aizen was also constantly and regularly increasing the intensity of the spiritual pressure he erupted.

Slowly, Erza also completely knelt on the ground, and Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen, who could originally barely stand in front of Sosuke Aizen, all gradually bent over and half-knelt on the ground.

Finally, at the moment Sosuke Aizen was about to finish chanting, Sosuke Aizen raised the spiritual pressure to a point that even Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen could not bear.

"Cleanly dissipate, Destruction Art #91, Thousand-Hand Bright Heaven Cannon!"

Sosuke Aizen looked at the mid-air where Lin Cheng had left before, chanting solemnly and seriously.

Boom!

Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen knelt on the ground together.

Following the actions of Wolfheim and Warrod Sequen, blue light filled everyone's vision.