Chapter 47: Summon my fist in attack position

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, a giant hand formed by thick white mist descended.

Its enormous power compressed the surrounding air to the point that it almost solidified.

The strong wind was ruthlessly pushed in all directions by this force, causing bursts of howling.

The wall seemed extremely fragile in the face of this irresistible force. It was instantly squeezed and twisted, and finally collapsed, leaving behind a mess.

Immediately afterwards, the glass originally embedded in the wall burst under the tremendous pressure, and fragments flew everywhere, making a crisp and harsh sound.

Gao Banlongji could feel a strong air current passing by him, causing his shirt to flutter.

Smash! Shatter! Cheer!

No! This is not what we should be thinking about now! We need to evacuate immediately!

Thinking of this, Gao Ban Long Er immediately calmed his mind, held his breath, and controlled every movement of his body to the minimum to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Then he began to retreat cautiously, step by step.

Gao Banlongji has now realized that if he joins in the fun, he might encounter a real god or monster.

Before, he must have been a pure materialist, but since he got that finger, his worldview has been shattered.

Compared with the real thing in front of him, he was just lucky. After eating that finger, he had no qualifications to fight against these guys. It would be better for him to protect himself and retreat quickly.

whoosh!

A purple figure quickly rushed out from the smoke and dust, and then landed on a wall. Gao Banlongji was shocked as he retreated.

At this moment, he finally saw the true face of the purple figure, it was actually a purple-skinned weasel.

Wind? Weasel?

Could it be the legendary kamaitachi?

But why do I remember that in the legend, Kamaitachi usually appears in the form of a whirlwind?

I don't know if it was scratched by the giant white mist hand or for other reasons.

There were already a lot of dense cut marks on the purple weasel's body.

At this moment it was gasping for breath, trying to adjust its breathing rhythm, with an unyielding look in its eyes.

It stared at the young man in front of it, its mouth slightly opened, revealing its sharp fangs, and made a ferocious and threatening gesture.

The boy remained unmoved, he just slowly stretched out his hand, and his ethereal voice echoed in the space.

"Give the seal back, you thief!"

"scare!"

The purple-skinned weasel didn't seem to buy the boy's accusations, and only responded with more ferocious threats, with all the muscles in his body tensed, ready to attack at any time.

Then Gao Banlongji could feel a strong sense of crisis coming from the little purple-skinned weasel.

Then the purple weasel swung its long, shiny tail vigorously.

The tip of the tail instantly turned into dozens of sharp bluish-white wind blades, which shot towards the young man like an arrow, cutting through the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

“Sizzle!”

The wind blade made a sharp roar in the air, and Ryuji Takashi felt his eardrums buzzing just by hearing the sound.

Seeing this, Gao Ban Longji began to sweat coldly.

I'm not really going to let curiosity kill the cat, am I?

Whether it was the wind blade that could cut through iron like mud just now or the giant white mist hand that looked extremely powerful now.

You can feel the beauty of its intensity just by looking at it from a distance.

Other people's abilities: speeds unmeasurable by the naked eye, wind blades that can cut through iron like mud, and hands of white mist with astonishing momentum.

Your ability: You can summon your fists in attack position.

…

Why do I feel like I'm not on the same level as these guys in front of me?

It’s as if the whole world has started using hot weapons while you are still using cold weapons.

I am such a lame person!

While Gao Banlongji was daydreaming, the scene changed again.

The young man waved his priest robe lightly, and instantly, a thick mist surged out like a living thing, heading straight for the raging wind blades.

The moment the thick fog met the wind blade, the originally extremely sharp wind blade struggled in the fog for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

The purple-skinned weasel was also stunned when it saw this, and then its fur stood up.

As if reacting.

Then a gust of jade-green wind carrying a hint of red blew out of his mouth and shot to the side.

After the wind group emerged, a strong energy wave emerged from the purple-skinned weasel's body.

Then!

Move quickly in the opposite direction of the wind group!!!

Before Gao Ban Long Er could come to his senses from his astonishment, the diffuse mist seemed to have life. It quickly condensed in the distance and turned into an even larger palm.

She easily wrapped the jade-like wind ball tightly, then leisurely floated to the young man's side and gently placed a bright red seal in his palm.

Gao Ban Longji stretched his feet back and was surprised to find that he had already retreated to the edge of the alley. He only needed to turn around to leave quickly.

Suddenly, the familiar ethereal voice echoed in the space again, making him sweat profusely.

"The hidden one over there."

Gao Banlongji recalled the battle between the two of them just now. Both the lethality and speed were superior to his, and he had no way to escape.

No! You can't rely on the mercy of others for everything!

How do you know you can’t escape if you don’t try?

It seemed that the young man's mission was to catch the purple-skinned weasel, and he was definitely not the main target!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Takaban Ryuji's mind. Just as he was about to run away, the young man's voice came into his ears.

"Be careful of Ryoumen Sukuna's fingers, that is a taboo thing that you cannot touch easily..."

Hmm? What is this?

Ryuji Takasaka suddenly realized that the boy didn't seem to want to deal with him.

Ryomen Sukuna's fingers?

Wait, that guy who was playing tricks in the ward that day was the same guy!

They say I have the aura of Ryomen Sukuna!

What exactly is Ryomen Sukuna?

Wait, what does the latter sentence mean? The boy seems to be kindly reminding himself?

Only then did Takashi Ryuji realize that this boy might be a very gentle type?

Moreover, the other party is an insider of the source of his extraordinary abilities!

You must seize this opportunity to find out the true nature of your abilities!

Gao Banlongji stopped in an instant and immediately raised his foot to return to the battlefield where the two were fighting.

"Wait a minute! What you just said..."

But what caught Takao Ryuji's eyes was only the mess after the battle.

Disappeared...disappeared?

Gao Banlongji's pupils dilated, his thumb was bitten by his teeth, and while the time was short, he began to quickly recall the battle between the two and continuously analyzed the information that could be obtained from it.

think……

Then Ryuji Takashita discovered a problem that made him feel uncomfortable.

In the battle just now, in addition to understanding the abilities of the two, one Itachi used wind blade and the other "human" used white mist.

The rest of the time the two of them seemed to have only said one sentence?

[Give the seal back, you thief! ]

Damn it! How can I analyze this?

Can't you be a little more talkative?

(End of this chapter)