Chapter 268: Shura in the rainy night, the fire in the evening illuminates the bones
"There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'You can never find something even if you search high and low, but when you find it, it's all effortless.'"
In the heavy rain, Akechi Asuya held the sword Kiku-ichimonji in his hand and looked at the lonely boy in front of him with a smile on his face:
"I was worried that you were hiding and I wouldn't be able to find anyone, so I didn't have a chance to fight you. I never thought you would be with the source girl."
Chu Zihang didn't say anything, and the only response was the sound of metal clashing as his long sword was unsheathed.
“Clang!”
Seeing this, Akechi Asuya curled up the corner of his mouth, very satisfied with Chu Zihang's arrogance.
A swordsman should speak with his sword.
“Boom—”
A flash of thunder flashed across the sky, lighting up half of the dark sky. In the heavy rain, the knife light was like a silver lightning that split the rain curtain.
"Come, let me see if you are worthy of inheriting my title of invincible in close combat!"
Akechi Asuya's huge figure shot out, splashing water all over the sky on the spot.
The Kikuchimonji made a sharp whistling sound in the air. The moment the blade cut through the raindrops, the water droplets exploded into tiny white splashes. From a distance, it looked like a speedboat riding the wind and waves, with great momentum and as fast as thunder!
In just a breath, the most famous ancient sword of the Kanto branch was already in sight.
Just from the momentum displayed by this one sword, Chu Zihang discovered that Akechi Asuya's strength was much stronger than it was seven days ago.
If the opponent had the strength he showed at that moment when Deadpool invaded that night, he would not have suffered serious damage.
The man with the so-called magic sword raised his sword and slashed at the young man holding the magic sword. His aura locked him, and this one slash was enough to split the man and the solid wooden door behind him in half.
Facing the people and knives rushing towards him, Chu Zihang kicked the ground with his feet, with no intention of avoiding it, and Murasame rushed straight into the attacking Kikuichimonji.
"clang!"
The two swords collided, and a violent metal collision sound exploded in front of the Takama-ga-hara gate, shaking the sunny dolls and wind chimes hanging under the eaves.
The current and former "Invincible in Close Combat" of Kassel Academy exchanged glances. One had a vicious look in his eyes, while the other had an indifferent expression, with neither sadness nor joy. Only the long sword in his hand, which was pressing forward madly, reflected his true thoughts.
Die for me!
The two men exerted force almost at the same time, violently pushing each other away, and after retreating two steps, they rushed forward again at the same time.
Kikuichimonji was unstoppable, and it wielded with unparalleled domineering power.
The demon sword Murasame shone with a cold light, and the flashing blade accurately intercepted every attack of Kikuichimonji.
“Ding ding ding ding ding——!!!”
The fine and piercing sound of hammering continued, and Akechi Asuya swung his sword faster and harder, forcing Chu Zihang to step back. He felt a sense of pride and comfort in his chest that needed to be vented, and he grinned and said:
"Is this all the current invincible close combat master at Kassel Academy can do?"
"Not good enough, not good enough!"
Amidst his wild laughter, Akechi Asuya's red-gold eyes slowly lost interest in the battle, leaving only the evil pleasure of toying with his prey to death.
After taking the evolutionary medicine God's Kiss, his bloodline had been purified to an inhuman level, 100% exceeding the critical blood limit, but he had no idea how much it exceeded.
He only knew that if the person he was chopping now was himself seven days ago, he would have already opened the gate of Takama-ga-hara by stepping on his own corpse.
"clang!"
Akechi Asuya's sword that was about to fall on his head was blocked again. This time, the huge force from the sword made his wrist numb. His red-gold eyes showed a slight surprise, and then turned into joy:
"Yes, that's it!"
"Harder, more violently, please me!"
The cold man laughed loudly, and his knife moves became more and more crazy.
"It starts again. Every time the minister meets a satisfactory opponent, he forgets that he still has work to do."
"That's right. He said he wanted to end the fight quickly, but he ended up fighting with others and didn't allow us to intervene."
In the rear, the eight team leaders of the Kanto branch avoided the battlefield slightly. While complaining, they did not dare to disturb the minister's interest, otherwise they would be dragged to the ring and beaten up after returning. If they were lucky, they would be able to get out of bed after lying in bed for two or three days, but if they were unlucky, they might have to go to the ICU.
However, just as they were about to get behind Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang, who had been adopting a defensive strategy, suddenly changed his sword momentum. He flipped his wrist at the moment when the sword guard blocked Kikuichimonji, and Murasame turned from defense to offense and suppressed him. Then he suddenly pulled his right hand away from the hilt and punched Akechi Asuya in the face with a backhand punch.
"Bang!"
The sound of the fist hitting the facial bones was still clear amid the duet of rain and thunder. The eight team leaders paused and looked back in disbelief.
The minister who attached great importance to his reputation tilted his head to the side, a deep dent appeared on his right cheek, his feet left the ground, his body could not control itself from being restrained by gravity, and his golden eyes showed a little confusion.
Am I...being bullied by someone called Lushan Shenglongba?
Before this thought could be confirmed, the severe pain had just been transmitted to the nerve center, and the fist that had just passed in front of him suddenly fell back. Chu Zihang, who was holding the knife in his left hand, bent his legs, lowered his shoulders and twisted his hips, and as he moved forward, he hit Akechi Asuya in the chest with an elbow.
“Bang!”
With a dull thud, Akechi Asuya, who was still in the air, was hit hard and flew backwards uncontrollably. He flipped three or four times in the air before landing on the ground five meters away.
After enduring an elbow that was strong enough to shatter an ordinary person's bones and shatter his internal organs, Akechi Asuya simply coughed twice, rubbed his chest which was in unbearable pain, and stood up again as if nothing had happened.
“It still hurts.”
He commented thus.
Chu Zihang adjusted his breathing in silence.
Rain dripped down his jawline, creating tiny crowns of water on the puddle road.
The people on the other side can no longer be called human beings, nor can they be called mixed-race people.
That is the evil ghost that is about to transform into Deadpool.
“Huh—ho—”
With every breath, the dragon blood in his body began to boil, and the light of his never-extinguished golden eyes became more and more intense, as if imprisoning two angry lions.
The blood vessels under the transparent shirt suddenly bulged, showing an ominous blue-black color, and bronze scales began to spread from the spine, and blood burst out for the second time - open!
Bang!
The asphalt road beneath his feet exploded with a loud bang, and gravel shot towards the eight people behind him like shotgun shells. Chu Zihang shot out like an arrow from a bow, slashing the wind and rain with his sword, and attacked the eerie evil ghost with cold murderous intent.
“That’s more like it!” Akechi Asuya rushed forward with a wild laugh, swung out Kikuichimonji, and used the secret sword technique of the Kagami-shin Akechi-ryu: the Mindless Sword Flash!
The knife moves as fast as lightning but with strange tricks, as if it can cover Chu Zihang's vital points in an instant.
The latter's response was completely disorganized; it was purely reckless, quick, and tough!
Murasame was like a dragon, and the arc it drew split the rain curtain into two, and also cut the kiku-ichimonji, which was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, into two pieces.
"clang!"
The crisp sound of breaking metal pierced the rain curtain. Akechi Asuya looked at the half-broken famous sword in his hand. His nerves strengthened by the evolutionary medicine had no time to react to the pain of his collarbone being cut by the sharp weapon. Chu Zihang's sacrificial kick that followed was already in his chest.
The crisp sound of broken ribs was like crushing a handful of dead branches, and Akechi Asuya's body flew backwards like a cannonball and hit the scarlet Alfa Romeo on the side of the road. The carbon fiber and aluminum alloy body of the car was dented and shattered under the huge impact, and rain mixed with blood foam flowed from the corners of the man's lips.
"minister!"
"Kanesada" exclaimed, took out his pistol, aimed at the boy who had his back to him, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Almost at the same time, another seven figures rushed over from different angles.
The sickle of "Guoguang" was like a death sentence handed down by the soul-chain warden, hooking directly around Chu Zihang's neck.
"Kagemitsu" came charging forward with a katana in hand, and on the other side, "Tadayoshi" turned the muzzle of his short gun, which was originally aimed at Takama-ga-hara Ayamizu, and aimed at Chu Zihang's vest.
Chu Zihang swung his sword backhand without even looking back. The sparks from the collision between Murasame and the katana illuminated his half-dragon face, which looked ferocious yet eeriely beautiful.
Jingguang was chopped away by a knife. With the help of the recoil force, he dodged the sickle by leaning sideways. He grabbed the metal chain with his left hand, leaned over to support himself and dodged the bullet. At the same time, his right leg swept across the air, sweeping away Zhengzong who was approaching silently, leaving a size 40 shoe print on his pretty face.
Guoguang tried to pull back the sickle and disrupt Chu Zihang's balance at the same time, but the huge force transmitted from the chain was beyond his ability to shake.
The chanting of the spell ended, and a terrifying heat suddenly rose in the heavy rain.
As the last syllable of the dragon script exploded in the rainy night, the space within a five-meter radius centered on Chu Zihang suddenly distorted.
Jun Yan appeared out of thin air, and all the raindrops around him vaporized in an instant!
A blinding red light lit up in the steaming white mist, and the seven people retreated in a hurry, but Zhengzong, who was still in the air, and Guoguang, who was pulled over by a huge force, had nowhere to escape and were swept up in the exploding Junyan!
The shrill scream lasted only half a second before the vocal cords were burned by the horrific high temperature, and the pungent smell of burning flesh emanated from the steam.
The scorching air waves dissipated, and a roar exploded from the side.
"How dare you be distracted while fighting me?!"
Akechi Asuya's furious voice came from the white mist, and the broken Kikuichimonji was thrown out with great force, making a shrill scream in the air.
Chu Zihang waved his knife to deflect it, and then he heard the scrapped Alfa Romeo being kicked away. The rebellious Kanto branch chief penetrated the scorching air wave and rushed to the front in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, he looked very similar to Chu Zihang, with both of them having bulging black blood vessels and fine dragon scales appearing on their faces and bodies.
But Akechi Asuya's transformation into a dragon was more obvious. He tore his torn shirt into pieces, revealing a thick stratum corneum on his chest. His broken bones made a "crackling" sound as they were reassembled, and the wound that had just been cut by Murasame had healed.
Akechi Asuya's powerful body expanded three times and pounced forward. His muscular arms were covered with scales and bony spurs, and his completely dragon-like hands had claws that pierced his heart.
Swoosh——
Facing the angry attack from the dragon-transformed Akechi Asuya, Murasame suddenly sheathed his sword at a speed that defied the laws of physics.
Chu Zihang bent his knees and lowered his waist, his posture like a king cobra ready to strike. His pair of dazzling golden crowns shone with terrifying light in the rainy night. The extreme high temperature completely cleared the raindrops within a radius of ten meters, leaving a semicircular vacuum like an inverted jade bowl.
“Clang!”
With a shocking sword sound, the moment Murasame's sword was unsheathed, black devil flames dissipated from Chu Zihang's hands, turning the white blade into a two-meter-long black fire blade.
"laugh--"
Like a hot knife cutting butter, the demon sword burning with devil flames slashed across and cut open the arms that were attacking from the "demon sword". The illusory blade extended by the devil flames cut open the waist of the male dog that was wrapped in dragon scales and bone armor.
The two dragon claws fell off, and the lower body, which was still wearing pants, was disconnected. The blood at the break was carbonized by the high temperature before it could spurt out, and only the internal organs that lost their support were scattered.
The flaming blade's force still lingered, piercing through the body and striking the completely destroyed Alfa Romeo. The flames from the exploding fuel tank illuminated the equally broken body of its owner.
It also illuminated the terrified faces of the remaining six people.
"Kui Wen" showed a look of horror, and immediately recited loudly the dragon text to release the word spirit. However, the next second, a whistling sound came from the gradually thinning water vapor in front of him, and a red iron chain as hot as a branding iron penetrated the rain curtain and accurately strangled his neck, interrupting his spell.
“Gu——!”
The high temperature from the chains instantly burned my flesh. Before I felt the intense suffocation, a strong wind blew behind my head.
His face suddenly changed, and he wanted to turn his head to dodge, but it was too late. The red-hot sickle had already pierced through his vest, and the tip of the blade, cooled by the hot blood, pierced through his chest.
He coughed up a handful of blood, his chain was pulled, and he flew forward, blocking the muzzle of Kanesada's gun.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
Aoimon's chest was shattered by a 9mm bullet and his head was blown up by Zhongji's short gun.
"Damn it, who can clear this damn fog?!"
"Kui Wen" roared, arcs of electricity flashed on his hands, and his golden eyes scanned the steam, trying to find Chu Zihang who was hiding in it.
A black shadow flashed before Jing Guang's eyes as he was at the edge of the landing position. Just as he was about to give his teammates a blast, his view suddenly rose, and then the world spun around, and he saw his panicked companions, the tragic death of the minister, a vigilant headless corpse, and the water vapor that swept out an arc-shaped vacuum area.
At the last moment before he lost consciousness, he discovered that a thin figure had appeared behind Zhongji who was shooting with a gun, holding a long white sword without a single spot of scarlet.
"laugh--"
Zhongji stopped shooting and raised his hand to cover his broken neck. Blood gushed out from between his fingers uncontrollably. His gradually dimming golden eyes looked around but he couldn't see where his opponent was.
The blood in the rain puddles spread out in a strange red.
"Hongxue" dug her nails deep into her palms, and she didn't even notice the breakage of her carefully manicured nails.
The remaining three members of the nine-member group stood back to back in a triangle formation, and their breathing could be clearly heard in the thunderstorm.
The anxiety in my heart became more and more urgent, and the fear was spreading silently.
Hong Xue's delicate face was distorted like a devil. The sense of power brought by the evolutionary medicine was fading, replaced by a tremor deep in her bones.
"How is this possible! We have used evolutionary medicine, so why can't we beat Chu Zihang?"
She couldn't believe that she and her group, whose strength had skyrocketed, were defeated so quickly that they couldn't even touch the corner of Chu Zihang's clothes.
Kanesada released the wind demon sickle-weasel, which circled in vain in the rainstorm, making a wailing sound, trying to capture Chu Zihang's trace amid the thunder and rain.
“Tap tap—”
The sound of shoes crushing the flooded road surface came from the side. Kanesada raised his hand and pointed. The electric charge wrapped around Aoi's arm was instantly released to form an ionization channel, which shot out like two lightning bolts.
“Sizzle, sizzle—snap, snap—”
The thunder pool hit the target, and there was a sharp electric shock sound.
Just as the surprise appeared on his face, a charred corpse wrapped in chains appeared in the thin steam.
At the same time, someone walked on the water on the other side and arrived in an instant. The knife in his hand was like a crescent moon, and his golden vertical pupils showed no mercy at all.
"In the back!"
Hongxue's scream stopped abruptly.
The moment the moonlight penetrated the rain curtain, she saw her headless body slowly kneel down.
Chu Zihang's figure passed by like the god of death, and the silver arc drawn by Murasame cut Kanesada in half. The remaining force of the blade split the hastily raised sword of Aoi Wen and cut into his throat in an instant.
The sound of the sharp blade cutting into flesh and breaking bones was drowned out not long after it was transmitted on the rainy night. Three bodies fell to the ground with a loud bang, splashing large amounts of water.
Chu Zihang sheathed his sword. Looking calm and relaxed, he was actually breathing rapidly, his heart was beating like thunder, his right hand was trembling slightly, and a lot of sweat oozed out of his body, blending with the falling rain.
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, his ears twitched slightly. He looked back and found that Akechi Asuya, who had only half of his body left, was not dead yet. His face, like that of an evil spirit, was hideously distorted. He used his broken arms to throw out his almost hollowed-out upper body, and opened his bloody mouth to bite him.
I would bite off a piece of meat even if I die!
It’s a pity that he is too slow.
Chu Zihang didn't even bother to dodge. He raised his hand and stabbed forward. The demon sword Murasame pierced into Akechi Asuya's heart, hanging him in the air with his colorful internal organs hanging down.
Akechi Asuya stared at Chu Zihang, who looked inhuman, with his bloodshot eyes, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth:
"Caselle... How could they raise a monster like you... Angers, this... What on earth is..."
Before he could finish his words, his golden eyes dimmed completely, his head tilted, and he died completely.
The blade shook slightly, and the broken body fell into a pool of blood like a broken sack.
Chu Zihang took slightly heavy steps and turned to walk into Takama-ga-hara.
The battle did not last long, but the cost was too great.
But now is not the time to rest. The gunshots from underground have spread to the store. The situation has changed and we must provide support as soon as possible.
Just as he raised his hand to grab the gate of Takama-ga-hara, a cloaked figure suddenly appeared from the opposite tall building and rushed towards Chu Zihang, who was somewhat exhausted.
Startled by the sound of breaking wind coming from behind, Chu Zihang turned around abruptly, only to see a very familiar-looking cloaked Deadpool falling from the sky, so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.
He tried to block with his knife, but his movements were too slow compared to the ghost flying towards him.
This scene brought back long-lost memories. Chu Zihang remembered that when he ran away without looking back, the man rushed towards the group of Deadpools at an incredibly fast speed.
It was so fast that he couldn't catch the man's shadow no matter what he did, and he could never find him again.
Memories of the past dominated his body, and the dragon blood in his body that had not yet cooled down began to boil again. Chu Zihang tried to squeeze out the last bit of his strength to catch up with the figure that was tearing through the rain curtain.
However, his condition was no longer able to sustain a third blood burst.
The black cloak fluttered in the rainstorm, and the ghostly figure swooped down like an eagle, its dragon-like claws grabbing the boy's crown.
At this critical moment, the window on the second floor suddenly exploded, and a solid wooden chair weighing dozens of kilograms was swung out and hit the cloaked Deadpool in mid-air.
"I got you!"
(End of this chapter)
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