Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 263 Counter-Strategy
Yang Liu walked a few steps to the two of them and squatted down.

He first quickly checked Miyamoto Yuge's injuries and confirmed that they were just due to excessive blood loss and superficial wounds, and that there was no immediate danger to his life.

Then he looked at the wound on Koizumi Rin's leg and frowned slightly.

Just as he was about to do some simple treatment, a heavy, mountain-like sense of oppression suddenly came from outside the warehouse!
dong... dong... dong...

The heavy footsteps approached from afar, each step seeming to pound on one's heart, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Yang Liu suddenly stood up, her sharp eyes fixed on the shadows at the warehouse entrance.

Then a figure of enormous size slowly emerged.

That was a huge, obese man who was at least 2.2 meters tall and probably weighed over 300 kilograms!

He was shirtless, with a ceremonial apron tied around his waist—a garment reserved for the highest-ranking Yokozuna sumo wrestlers.

This guy's muscles were piled up like granite, but even more so was thick layers of fat like walls.

His expressionless face and calm eyes exuded a far greater sense of oppression than the assassin from before.

What's even more unsettling is that behind this sumo wrestler were three middle-aged men dressed in hunting robes and carrying talismans or ritual implements.

They had arrogant expressions and cold eyes, and their bodies emanated the unique energy fluctuations of Onmyoji. They subtly protected the sumo wrestler in the center, forming a simple formation.

The air seemed to freeze.

"Yang Liu, target confirmed." One of the Onmyoji spoke coldly, his voice as harsh as metal scraping. "We are very interested in your data. Surrender and you'll suffer less."

His eyes were filled with the scrutiny and greed of a hunter looking at his prey, and his words revealed without hesitation the ultimate goal of their plan.

Clearly, the previous assassin attack was just a "bait" to lure Yang Liu here.

The combination before us is the real killer move in this incident—a hunting trap targeting Yang Liu, which is now truly unfolding!

"Looking for me?"

Yang Liu raised her eyebrows, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

Clearly, the attack on Miyamoto Yuge was initially aimed at him, and he probably hadn't even realized that he had been targeted by certain forces.

He subconsciously recalled the puppeteer he had encountered before, who had reached the pinnacle of puppetry, and the enemy he had faced even earlier outside the Miyaji Shrine…

But there was no time for him to think about it, because the enemy had already made their move!

The tall, stout sumo wrestler let out a deep, almost inhuman roar, and his massive body, with an agility completely disproportionate to his size, slammed into Yang Liu like a cannonball.

Each step he took left a shallow footprint on the ground, and the gusts of air he created even stirred up the scattered debris inside the warehouse.

Wow, so fast! Wow, so heavy!
Yang Liu's eyes narrowed, and she became extremely alert.

Judging from the other party's attire, he should be a Yokozuna-level sumo wrestler. According to Yang Liu's understanding, if they are superhumans, all Yokozuna-level sumo wrestlers are genuine Dojo masters!

Yang Liu also lowered his center of gravity, clenched his right fist, and his muscles instantly swelled, with veins bulging on his arm like small snakes.

Instead of retreating, Yang Liu advanced, concentrating all his physical strength into a single point, and unleashed a straight punch that he had practiced countless times, directly at the charging sumo wrestler.

The moment the fist made contact with the sumo wrestler's chest covered in thick fat, it didn't produce the expected cracking sound or muffled thud, but rather a grotesque "plop" sound, like hitting rotten cotton or a swamp! Yang Liu felt as if his power, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, had vanished without a trace, most of it strangely absorbed by the opponent's seemingly soft, fatty flesh.

Only a very small amount of force penetrated, but it only caused the sumo wrestler's massive body to sway slightly and his momentum to falter slightly.

"Huh?" Yang Liu was startled.

In that brief moment of surprise, the sumo wrestler's large, fan-like hand, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed down hard on Yang Liu's head.

This palm strike was powerful and heavy; if it landed solidly, it could probably flatten even a steel plate.

Yang Liu reacted extremely quickly, twisting her waist to narrowly avoid a fatal head injury, but her shoulder was still grazed by the edge of the hand.

A tremendous force, heavy as a mountain, came, and even with Yang Liu's physical strength, she involuntarily slid back several meters, a burning pain shooting through her shoulder.

Sure enough, there is something weird!
Yang Liu steadied herself and her sharp eyes swept over the sumo wrestler's body.

He noticed that the thick layer of fat under the other person's skin had an abnormal dark blue hue, and there seemed to be extremely fine, rune-like patterns faintly visible under the skin!
"Is this... that the skin and subcutaneous fat have undergone special modifications?!"

Although Yang Liu didn't know much about this, she could tell at a glance that the other person's body had undergone special modifications, specifically designed to counter physical attacks.

There is no doubt that these guys did not target him on a whim, but rather after a fairly thorough investigation, and even made special modifications to him.

Meanwhile, the three Onmyoji behind them were not idle either. They quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and invisible waves instantly enveloped the battlefield.

"Bind!"

One of them gave a low shout, and Yang Liu immediately felt the ground beneath her feet suddenly become sticky.

Despite the reinforced concrete ground beneath their feet, it felt like being stuck in quagmire, significantly hindering their speed and power.

"Unload!"

The other person's fingertip ignited with a talisman, and a faint light entered the sumo wrestler's body.

Yang Liu and his opponent exchanged another punch, and Yang Liu could clearly feel that the feeling of force being dissipated from his body was even more pronounced!

"Heal!"

The last person conjured a magic circle out of thin air, and a clear light fell on the sumo wrestler. His hand, which had been damaged in the punch with Yang Liu, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Grass!"

Yes, this is a willow.

The coordination between these people is absolutely flawless!
One tank stands in front, specifically designed to counter Yang Liu's physical burst damage, while three supports follow behind, constantly applying negative status effects and strengthening the tank.

Moreover, the other party knew more about his abilities than he had expected, even knowing that he could break spells, and when applying negative status effects, they tried to use spells that mainly affected the surrounding environment.

Moreover, having lost the initiative, Yang Liu is now forced to fight in a knee-deep artificial swamp, significantly reducing her speed and agility.

The sumo wrestler himself was further enhanced by the Onmyoji, making his already fast speed even more exaggerated, to the point that Yang Liu simply couldn't bypass him and take down the three Onmyoji first.

"It's troublesome..."

(End of this chapter)