I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 180, Fame in one fell swoop

"This...is this magic, or witchcraft?"

"Where are the four corners of such a large hanging net tied? Are there nails in the air to support it? This... seems to completely violate Newton's three laws and the most basic concepts of physics!"

"Sorry, I can't describe in words how shocked I am at this moment."

More than one billion people from all over the world gathered in front of the TV, watching the scene of Zhang Han saving the plane with concentration...

Seeing that the ground was getting closer and closer, Zhang Han gritted his teeth and said the first words, "Fall into the mortal world, Xiao Ji!"

In an instant, the Zanpakuto at his waist turned into an ancient Chinese sword, Zhang Han had silver hair, and his black clothes became snow-white, like an ancient sword fairy walking out of a picture scroll!

Zhang Han took a deep breath, and the mask appeared on his face. At this moment, he had already used his big moves.If they really can't stop the falling passenger plane, then they can only be considered unlucky!

"Wow, is our Superman going to play a dress-up game? Why did he suddenly change into white clothes... Oh, and even the hair color has also changed!"

While the host was talking, he couldn't help but tease, "If everyone can learn the skills of Mr. Superman, I'm afraid the barber shop will close down!"

"Huh? Mr. Superman's reaction is really slow. Until now, I didn't remember to take out the mask to cover my face. I just want to say, Hey, Mr. Superman, don't wear a mask anymore, we have already seen your face!"

Closer to home, leaving aside the spoof and amusing host, Zhang Han gritted his teeth, pulled out the Zanpakuto, and whispered to himself, "Xiao Ji, it's up to you!"

After finishing speaking, the spiritual pressure in the body poured into the Zanpakuto crazily. At the same time, the spiritual pressure within a range of more than ten meters around was forcibly absorbed, combined with Zhang Han's spiritual pressure, and rearranged.

When the nose of the airliner was less than ten meters away from Zhang Han, Zhang Han let out a low shout, and Xiao Ji suddenly swelled up, transforming into a giant palm tens of meters in size, and gently pressed it on the side of the airliner. on the head...

"drink!!!"

All of a sudden, Zhang Han only felt his arms sinking, and the two hands that were holding the giant palms seemed to be supporting a hill. He could faintly feel the bones of his arms creaking!

At this moment, Zhang Han felt extremely regretful. If he had known about such a scene, he would have spent more time studying Ohnoki's technique of light and heavy rocks!

Maybe everyone will find it strange that Onogi can withstand the falling meteorite, why Zhang Han, who is of the same level as him, is so cumbersome to save a passenger plane.

It's just because Zhang Han has always followed the flow of violent output, whether it's the crescent moon sky rush, false flash, or the strange power punch that needs Chakra.

Zhang Han never thought that one day, he would save people like Ono Muding Meteorite.

If he were to slash the airliner with a knife, Zhang Han promised to finish it within a second.

However, it is a bit embarrassing for Zhang Han to ensure the safety of the passengers on the passenger plane without too much collision, and to find a way to put it back on the ground!
"Oh God! What did I see?"

The host stared dumbfounded at the big screen in front of him, and said incoherently, "Mr. Superman's sword turned into a giant's palm, just like that...resisting the falling airliner!"

"I guess, Mr. Superman must be the incarnation of God's will. His old man pity those passengers in the airliner, so he will possess Superman and save them!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth tightly, leaning forward, strenuously supporting his giant silver palm. At the same time, he continuously created spirit particles under his feet to increase friction, and his body slowly slid backwards in the air.

Pfft!

On the muscular arm, the blood vessels exposed on the skin surface burst suddenly under heavy pressure, and countless blood sprayed out along Zhang Han's arm.

"Stop for me!"

With a low growl, Zhang Han stirred up the spiritual pressure in his body again, and poured it into the giant palm along his arm.

Under Zhang Han's strenuous support, the speed of the passenger plane's descent became slower and slower.

After an unknown amount of time, the nose of the airliner finally stopped falling, but the tail fell downwards without strength to support it.

Zhang Han had already thought of this situation long ago, and the giant silver-white hands suddenly split into two, one in front and the other in the back, respectively pressing against the lower abdomen of the airliner, and slowly fell down.

In the end, Zhang Han successfully put the passenger plane on the ground.

"Successful?!" In the studio, the host jumped up in surprise, and shouted regardless of his image, "Yes, you read that right, Mr. Superman successfully saved a large airliner that was about to crash!"

Zhang Han half-kneeled on the ground, and used the back method to simply heal his bleeding arms.

At this moment, the crowds on both sides of the street flocked over, wanting to get close to the hero who saved the airliner.

Seeing this, Zhang Han hastily cast Shunbu, his body flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.

In the studio, the host regretfully watched Zhang Han disappear into the crowd, and said helplessly, "Okay, this live broadcast is over, we will continue to follow up the follow-up situation, please pay attention to XXX TV station, I am XX , audience friends, goodbye!"

"My God! You did it, you really did it!"

At the corner of the street, Thomas and Kimberly were sitting in the car, the shock in their eyes was still hard to calm down... Especially Kimberly's eyes were filled with mist, and the hormones emanating from her body could be smelled across the street...

In Zhang Han's view, this is no big deal.

He only saved a passenger plane and injured his own arms. If the old guy Onogi found out, he would definitely laugh at him for at least a year!
"Think about what kind of existence we are facing!" Zhang Han looked at Kimberly who was shaking with excitement and kept winking at him, and reminded in a cold voice, "Who knows if the people on the passenger plane will be with you?" Like us, are we being hunted down by the God of Death?"

Thomas and Kimberly's expressions changed drastically at the same time, and they also thought of this question.

Although it doesn't look like they have a prophet, but the people on the airliner did survive, and the god of death usually hunts down the survivors...

If you think about it this way, it seems meaningless for Zhang Han to save the airliner, it just delayed the death of those people!

Of course, by the way, he became famous in one fell swoop in the way of a superhero.

Seeing that the two were silent, Zhang Han comforted, "It can be seen from this crisis that the god of death is continuing to evolve. What we need to do now is to find another prophet as soon as possible, and try to combine the power of the two of them." , Can you find a way to solve the death crisis?"

"Otherwise, the god of death will spread to the whole world like a virus!"

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