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Chapter 366 The World of the Strong Speaks Through Power

how come?
How can it be?

How on earth did he do it?
Yusuke Urameshi, the protagonist of this world, is the epitome of the bloodline theory in Japanese manga, a representative of power level collapse, and the ultimate cheat king. In just half a year, he increased his strength several times over.

He becomes stronger every second than he did the previous second, and improves every minute. In just over ten years, he has already surpassed those demons who have cultivated for thousands of years. Judging from his growth curve, it is definitely a terrifying trajectory.

Perhaps as a half-demon, he has his own peak, but he is far from there at this moment. It is foreseeable that in the coming time, Yusuke Urameshi will leap from a mere inheritor of the Spirit Wave Fist with a few thousand points of spiritual power to a terrifying demon with a million points of demonic power at a speed that will leave everyone speechless.

He is a player who could contend for the title of the world's strongest.

As a sane young man who aspires to be the strongest, he encounters an insurmountable mountain before reaching his peak.

Even he has to admit it now…

"I originally wanted to beat him up and punch him hard in the face... but this guy is unbelievably strong."

During the constant battles, his demon bloodline potential was unleashed, and his strength increased at a rate that broke the record for the fastest growth in history. Yet, even at this rate, he could never catch up with Jagi's progress.

At the beginning, the two were not far apart, but as they practiced and competed against each other...

Yusuke is now far beyond his reach, like an abyss so vast that the difference between them is completely imperceptible.

Could it be that…

He opened one too?
Finally, after yet another defeat, Yusuke Urameshi couldn't help but ask Jagi a question—

"What is the purpose of your cultivation... and what has made you so strong?"

"Hey, that's a good question."

At that moment, Jagi sat atop a small mountain made up of hundreds of monster bodies. Hearing Yusuke, who had barely managed to get up from the ground, ask him a question, Jagi stroked his chin and chuckled strangely, "Generally speaking, there has to be a purpose to become stronger, right? That's what's called the meaning of power... whether it's to fulfill one's desires, to simply enjoy the process of becoming stronger, or to have no reason at all, just to be strong for the sake of being strong!"

“Take you for example… Yusuke.” He pointed to the boy who looked completely bewildered, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Perhaps you don't realize it yourself... becoming stronger is a pleasure for you, and fighting is an even greater joy, a way to satisfy your boiling desires... In addition, because Raizen is about to die, you have the responsibility to inherit his will—these are all reasons for you to become stronger."

These reasons and factors constituted his rapid progress at this time, as rapid as eating and drinking.

At this point, Jagi's expression suddenly turned somewhat melancholy, an expression that didn't quite suit him, and his tone seemed somewhat helpless.

"But I'm different. I don't have the domineering desire or reason to become stronger. Maybe I did in the past, but I don't anymore. Even those destinies and missions that once troubled me and made me work so hard have been completed without me even realizing it. Many tragedies that I once wanted to change were stopped by my power long before they happened. It can be said that my current power is more than enough."

After all, he was already the number one in his own world, the strongest person in the world, and he had already fulfilled all the bold words he had made in the past.

In fact, there's no need to fight. As long as the status quo is maintained, he can live a very good life, embracing everything he wants, enjoying life, and experiencing things he's never had before.

Fighting is fine, not fighting is also fine. It's good to fight with strong people, but there's no loss in not fighting.

Not Akuma, not Yujiro Hanma, not Toguro Tsubasa, not Berserker, not Boros, not Kakarot…

Compared to these battle-crazed individuals who fight against heaven, earth, and even the air, creating opponents even when none exist, and who are truly obsessed with battle, aside from some pointless insistence on principles, he is more like a depraved, low-class slob, with no grand dreams or expectations.

If he could, he would want to quit right now.

“I am not at all the ‘strong one’ that you think I am,” Jagi said.

"If that's the case, then why are you still here?"

Yusuke couldn't understand it at all; from the very beginning, he simply couldn't comprehend this strange man.

"Because of my brothers."

Methyl took a deep breath, and his energy surged wildly. He stood at the place closest to the sky in the entire country, and his huge palm suddenly opened, stirring up the air within a radius of dozens of miles. It was as if a raging storm was sweeping through his palm, forming a swirling vortex. Then, as if venting his anger, he shouted towards the northern sky.

"Damn it! Just thinking about my three brothers makes me want to be strong, I have no choice but to be strong, I absolutely cannot not be strong!"

It was still those three people, the Hokuto Trio—Rao, Toki, and Kenshiro—desperately chasing after him!

We can't lose to them, we can't be weaker than them, it doesn't matter if we're not the best in the world, even if they are among the three weakest people in the world, we will still be the fourth weakest!

The concept of brotherly love and respect simply doesn't exist.

This is his pointless persistence.

He had no reason to become stronger, but he was "forced" to become stronger because he was being pursued by geniuses.

He has no dreams, but he is someone who loves "dreams," a wicked person who enjoys destroying the "dreams" of others. What he wants to do is become an obstacle in the way his brothers achieve their goals! The greatest test! The final trial!

To borrow someone's words: "You may be a hero, but I'm the protagonist!"

“This is my reason for cultivating now…” A wicked smile appeared on Jagi’s face as he raised an eyebrow. “Even in this Demon Realm, my opponents have never been you… but them!”

I don't understand, I absolutely don't understand!
The punch was clearly aimed at him, the opponent was clearly him, yet Jagi said:
"It's not you, it's them."

It was as if, when he was fighting them, all he saw and saw were the shadows of others, not these demons.

Under Yusuke's bewildered gaze, Jagi burst into laughter, the sky trembling as if about to collapse with his roar, and then…

Behind him, the figures of three tall, robust men flickered intermittently in the air like ghostly figures in a frame, as if they had crossed infinite time and space.

--【Mars】!
(End of this chapter)