Before anyone could react...
"I--"
The "storm" had somehow ended up in Jotaro Kujo's hands, his five fingers gripping the former's neck like steel.
"It's a storm!"
"Ora ora ora ora!"
Peng!
"Storm" was dead, its teeth flying out, its eyes rolling back, and its muscles contorted as if it had been hit by countless iron balls.
Inside a car in front of a convenience store in Dogenzaka 2-chome.
"A player with the ability to stop time, just like that, is dead?!" Yaochi opened her eyes, unable to believe it.
“If it’s from JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure… that’s normal.” Li Qianxia was also a bit speechless.
"Drive the car a little further away," Yaochi instructed the driver.
Facing an enemy who can truly stop time, no amount of caution is too much; she was prepared to abandon the mission.
Abandoning the mission wasn't about running away, but about keeping the mysterious item on Storm's body.
She herself doesn't want to switch bodies, but she can use it to enhance the strength of her subordinates and prevent others from switching bodies with her!
Shibuya Crossing, 8:18 PM Tokyo time.
The intersection was riddled with smoking bomb craters and littered with charred rubble.
Bursting fire hydrants and hoses were spraying water, broken glass was scattered on the streets and sidewalks, and abandoned cars had been turned into burning metal bonfires.
The threads of the sky were retrieved and rewoven into Jolyne's body.
She stared at "Storm" lying on the ground, then at "Jotaro Kujo" with his hands in his pockets, her fists clenched so tightly her eyes almost bled.
“Senior…” Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Everything was already destined," Storm, who had acquired Jotaro Kujo's body, said calmly.
"Shibuya Crossing, helicopters, Stands that can stop time... all of this is as destined as secretly shouting 'Za Warudo' at some point after watching JoJo."
“I know you are in pain, like eating an egg yolk only to find it's snot.”
"but......"
The tone of the storm's voice remained unchanged, but with a slight pause, it gained an unparalleled sense of oppression.
"...Fate is on my side, and I have to accept the arrangements."
"Fate? Your only fate is death!"
Jolyne Kujo stepped forward, her golden ripples burning fiercely, like her rage.
Bang!
The air trembled violently, rippling like water, as if two powerful, invisible things were colliding in mid-air.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The ripples grew larger and larger, gradually forming a powerful shockwave.
The ground rumbled, and shards of glass and gravel slowly rose, drawn by some invisible force.
The rumbling grew louder and louder. In everyone's eyes, Jolyne Kujo and the storm were just standing face to face, doing nothing!
Only Stand users can see other Stand users!
"Utterly useless!" Storm laughed maniacally. "You're too weak!"
"Pfft!" Jolyne Kujo's body curled up like a shrimp, her clothes, skin, and muscles on her abdomen all twisted.
"Ah!" she cried out in pain again, her face squashed as if she had been punched.
boom!
After a brief moment of airtime, Jolyne Kujo shot out like a cannonball, smashing down the solid statue of Hachiko.
She groaned amidst the rocks, struggling to lift her head.
"You, go to hell!" she shouted, pulling with all her might.
"Ugh!" Storm's face turned red instantly, as if someone had strangled his neck with a string.
He slowly lowered his head, veins bulging on his forehead, looking at the blue rope around his neck that was burning with golden ripples.
"W-when?!"
"Die!" Jolyne Kujo, consumed by rage, stood up, her arms suddenly outstretched, her threads constricting and killing.
puff!
Jolyne Kujo spat out a mouthful of blood.
The storm stood behind her.
“This is fate,” he sneered.
Li Qianxia's puppet rushed forward, only to be stopped again by Yaochi's puppet.
"Observe for a while longer."
Jolyne is in danger!
"Japanese players are all observing the situation, why are you in such a hurry?"
Samurai, sumo wrestlers, shrine maidens, monks, young men with duel disks on their hands, girls holding Poké Balls... all were watching the battle.
Some tried to rush forward, but were stopped by players of higher levels.
Li Qianxia glanced at these people, and the puppet rushed forward.
The storm's gaze swept over.
After getting within 2 meters, a strong gust of wind pressure hit her, and Li Qianxia's sense of crisis rose sharply.
Instantaneous movement.
The doll appeared next to Jolyne Kujo.
Instantaneous movement.
The doll, carrying Jolyne Kujo, appeared five meters away from the storm.
The puppet dared not linger; at such close range, even if the storm only stopped for a second, it would be enough to launch an attack on the two of them.
It doesn't matter if her doll is gone, but Jolyne Kujo can't be harmed!
The third Instantaneous Movement!
Her control over the puppet weakened instantly, and she was almost out of a third of her power, but fortunately, she saved Jolyne Kujo.
"Thank you..." Jolyne Kujo was still awake.
"Are you alright?" Li Qianxia asked instinctively, regardless of whether the other person understood her or not.
"Then... cough! Where is he?" Jolyne Kujo struggled to lift her head and looked towards the center of the Shibuya Crossing.
Amidst the thick smoke and flames, the opponent stood there like a demon god, seemingly invincible.
Li Qianxia didn't know what she was saying, but she knew what she wanted to say.
"Don't worry, my brother's on his way. He's dead meat!"
Of course, Jolyne Kujo couldn't understand what she was saying either.
Minato Ward, Tokyo Tower, with an outer crossbar erected at 300 meters.
"Time, please stop... Miss Yang, let's go."
"Don't get too close at once. Stand where the opponent can't reach you within two seconds and try to attack from a distance first."
Li Changzhou wrapped his arm around Yang Qinglan's slender waist, took a step forward, and jumped off the Tokyo Tower.
The night wind howled and raged, making clothes and hair seem to want to break free and fly into the night sky.
A slightly wicked, excited smile stretched across his lips.
The two figures twisted into colors and disappeared in mid-air.
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