Ji Qi

"It's better to rely on oneself than Buddha, better to become a god than to worship one. If this war needs a god, I will be it."
His name is Ji Xinghe. At the age of 65, he went to the alien battlefield to avenge his son.
From a mechanic to a mecha warrior, from a private to a five-star general, from an ordinary man to the mentor of generations.
He has walked a path of revenge. Looking back, he has become the War God.
In his final years, he has the ambition to build an unparalleled mecha. Using Xinghe as a sword, he can shatter the might of the empire.
This is a story of a mecha and a sword.

Mecha and Sword

"It would have been great if Su Journalist was here, there's even more material for Ji now."


Quezi sighed somewhat mournfully, and Xiazi, nodding in agreement next to him, added, "Yeah, you can't have three hundred million viewers watch us get thrashed by Ji all the time. Scenes of Slapping-Jackson should be shown to the three hundred million people too."


Frowning, Quezi said, "Have you ever been thrashed by Ji? It's easy to talk the talk when you're standing upright. I remember you saying you'd fight Ji when you return. Now that we can't go back for now, how about you go and fight with Ji after he's done with Jackson? Don't worry, I can promise you Ji wouldn't be asking for a performance fee."


"What? What are you saying? I can't hear you. That's it; I've gone as deaf as Longzi now."


Chapter 069: One Second Late_1