The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 734: The Narrow Gate (5)

A black storm like a tangled mess rushed in front of Qian Xiaoyi. Qian Xiaoyi took a deep breath and tried to withstand this attack.

One of his legs was now held by the derivative of the human-faced dog, which temporarily blocked his escape route. However, even without this thing, he did not plan to escape. After all, he came here to study how to crack this ability. How could he understand its effect without experiencing it himself first? Now was a good opportunity. If he couldn't withstand Chizuru Hayafune's attack, could he not withstand Heitaro's?

At the moment before being hit, Qian Xiaoyi raised his remaining leg that could still move high up, and then fell heavily in one direction.

"Greedy Wolf!"

The space twisted and turned, and the black storm was like a wave hitting a reef, it was suddenly dispersed and passed by Qian Xiaoyi.

"Don't think that's it!" Inuyama Heita stretched out his other hand, controlling the separated black tangled hair to surround Qian Xiaoyi from behind, and wanted to wrap Qian Xiaoyi up.

"Lu Cun!" Qian Xiaoyi threw down a few talismans, pinched his hands to activate them, and then took a step with one foot to solidify the space around him. In an instant, a transparent barrier appeared around him with the talismans as the boundary, resisting the ravages of the black storm.

“Phew… Not bad.” Xingba, who was standing by the field, retracted the black mud on his body. He said to himself, “I thought Heitaro’s power could be comparable to that [Monster]…”

Inuyama Heita was concentrating on controlling the black hemp, trying to destroy the barrier set up by Qian Xiaoyi. Although the barrier looked shaky, it still withstood Inuyama Heita's attack, and it seemed that it could not be broken for a while.

Qian Xiaoyi took the opportunity to stretch out his hand, his fingers passed through the barrier, pinched a black line from the huge wave, cut it off, and then pulled it in front of him. While observing, he carefully felt the breath coming from this thing.

The black line was like half a earthworm, twisting wildly in Qian Xiaoyi's palm and trying to drill into his body.

Qian Xiaoyi just pinched it and turned it into powder.

"I see..." Qian Xiaoyi nodded, feeling a little relieved. He looked up through the storm at Inuyama Heita, whose face had become a mess. He began to think about countermeasures and talked to himself.

"When we dealt with that monster woman... just one look would mark her, but neither Heitaro nor Saito Yuichi reached this level, which shows that the woman must be a special existence... maybe she has a unique ability." Qian Xiaoyi touched his chin and thought: "And this power is exactly like a 'living ghost', so can we start from this aspect? Let's try it later..."

Just as he was thinking about which method to use first, Sato, the office animal, had already climbed onto Qian Xiaoyi's upper body, his body faintly showing signs of merging with Qian Xiaoyi's. He said to Qian Xiaoyi with a twisted smile, "Customer, don't always ignore me. Are you dissatisfied with our company's products? Why don't you open this barrier and experience our company's products? I promise it will be very refreshing."

Qian Xiaoyi ignored this guy at first, as if he didn't hear him chattering away, even though this guy had caused Qian Xiaoyi to be unable to move half of his body.

But suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, moved his eyes, looked at Sato who was already close at hand, and revealed a strange smile.

"That's it, Sato!" Inuyama Heita could clearly feel the situation of the office worker Sato in the mess in front of him. Even someone like Qian Xiaoyi who knew how to deal with the power of the human-faced dog would still be affected. As long as he could make his mind a little disordered, he would be able to open the turtle shell and attack in one fell swoop!

So while Inuyama Heita was manipulating the mess, he also increased his attention on the corporate slave Sato. Sato was his separated cognition, and the more cognition he invested, the more he could increase the power of these corporate slaves.

"I can feel it! The power of Brother Otoko's barrier is weakening." Inuyama Heita's hands were shaking. While using this desperate power, he was also trying to maintain his sanity and not be consumed by extreme emotions.

Cracks began to appear on the barrier. Even the other people watching the game on the sidelines could see that Qian Xiaoyi was in a bad situation.

Ken was surprised and said, "Is the Inuyama clan so strong now? They can actually suppress Brother Otoko!" "How powerful, Heitaro." Nanajo Masato also exclaimed, then looked at Hoshiba Rang and asked, "Mr. Hoshiba, it's like this, why don't you go up and stop it? What if..."

"Tsk~ How could Qian Xiaoyi be so honest?" Xingchang Rang crossed his arms and said without any worry: "Standing still and getting beaten? This is not his style. He must be doing something shameful. Heitaro is going to suffer soon, just wait and see."

"Really?" Nanajo Masato had not experienced many battles between psychics, and did not understand these things at all. He could only see Qian Xiaoyi being suppressed by Inuyama Heita. But since Xingchang said so, he could only nod doubtfully.

On the field, Inuyama Heita felt that the office worker Sato had completely integrated into Qian Xiaoyi's body and was greatly interfering with Qian Xiaoyi's emotions.

For a psychic, the firmness of his mind can determine the strength of his spells and moves.

Inuyama Heita believed that even Qian Xiaoyi could not always be without any flaws, and now, his chance had come.

"Broken!" Inuyama Taira shouted.

The black tangled storm became more and more violent, and the cracks on the barrier became larger and larger until it shattered with a loud bang.

"Success!" Inuyama Heita clasped his hands together and shouted, "Swallow!"

The black tangled hair shrank in an instant, attached itself to Qian Xiaoyi's body, and kept drilling into his body.

Now, the storm in the field has disappeared, leaving only a human figure, a human figure tightly wrapped by messy black lines. Inuyama Heita knows very well that it is Qian Xiaoyi!

Qian Xiaoyi's body was covered with densely packed black lines like parasites. They kept interweaving and wriggling without any pattern at all. They only wanted to drill into Qian Xiaoyi's body, completely devour his soul and become their own nutrients.

"Huh~ I really... succeeded?" Inuyama Heita looked in that direction vigilantly, questioning himself. His reason told him that Qian Xiaoyi couldn't have not made any moves, but why... was he just standing there? Not moving?
Those lines seemed to have found an entrance and penetrated into Qian Xiaoyi's body through the seven orifices of his head without leaving a trace. Qian Xiaoyi stood there quietly with his eyes closed.

Inuyama Heita watched this scene with a trembling heart. He inexplicably felt a sense of uneasiness. Although he had obtained this power not long ago, he also knew that the person attacked by this power should not be like this now, so something must have happened to Qian Xiaoyi! He may have found some way to crack this power!
But what if? Maybe Qian Xiaoyi really couldn't resist this power? Was he struggling in his own spiritual realm?

Just as Inuyama Heita was hesitating whether to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, or pause the game to check on his opponent's condition, he felt that his connection with the office worker Sato was suddenly disconnected.

"Not good! Brother Yi is not hurt at all!" Inuyama Heita acted decisively, approached quickly, raised his fist, wrapped in black lines, and hammered towards Qian Xiaoyi. If that's the case, the duel is not over yet!
At this time, Qian Xiaoyi opened his eyes and took a step back.

This time, it was Qian Xiaoyi who escaped. A figure stopped in place, stretched out a hand, and steadily caught Inuyama Heita's fist.

Inuyama Heita felt a familiar yet unfamiliar aura from this figure.

"Sato?!" Heita Inuyama exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)