I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 122 The Dark Killing Flame Demon Blade

Genjiro's pupils burned with a molten gold as he stared at the man wearing a KFC mask, as if trying to see through the oiled paper to reveal the man's true face.

Fingel let out a low shout, and a bronze-like metallic luster gradually appeared on his body.

Word of Power: The Bronze Throne!

Fingel suddenly exerted force with both arms, and Genji immediately felt the force from the blade increase significantly. In his haste, he was forced back several steps by Fingel's violent strike.

Each step left deep footprints on the slippery ground.

Sakura Yabuki watched from the side, a rare look of anxiety appearing on her usually cold face.

She really wanted to help the young master, but the young master had already agreed with that man that this was a fight between the two of them, and she was not allowed to do it herself.

Even someone as decisive as her was at a loss for what to do.

Finger was wearing a hood, so his expression couldn't be seen, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

The strike he used to activate the Bronze Throne only forced the Japanese man back a few steps.

This man's strength is ridiculously high.

But despite his surprise, Fingel's attack did not stop for a moment.

Taking advantage of the moment when Genjiro was forced back, he loosened his grip on the hilt with his right hand and switched to holding the knife with his left hand.

Then, his right fist shot out like a cannonball.

The fist tore through the rain, and the fierce wind it generated made Genji's black bangs stand upside down.

"Click-clack".

A sound like countless precise gears meshing and turning came from deep within Genji's body.

Faced with Fingel's earth-shattering punch, Genji did not dodge or evade, but instead chose to retaliate in the same way.

Genji showed no mercy in this punch.

He seemed to want to release all the resentment that had been building up in his heart over the past few days with this punch.

"Thump!"

The dull, loud noise was like two pieces of iron colliding at high speed.

The violent shockwave emanated rapidly outwards from the point where the two men's fists collided.

The dense rain was instantly cleared away.

The area where the two were located had become a vacuum zone without any rain.

Fingel rubbed his slightly swollen right wrist, his face beneath the hood filled with astonishment.

During that exchange of punches, he clearly felt that the man's physical hardness was actually comparable to his own when he activated the Bronze Throne.

Although he didn't know what those strange, gear-like sounds were, Genji's sudden surge of power was definitely related to those sounds.

Having already activated his dragon bone form, Genji stared directly at Fingel, and an invisible pressure emanated from him. Fingel felt as if he were facing a pure-blooded dragon of a second generation.

Thinking of this, a thin layer of black flames suddenly ignited on the long sword that Fingel held in his left hand.

Before the surrounding rainwater could even get close to the blade, it was instantly evaporated into nothingness by the eerie flames.

As Genji saw the black flames suddenly erupting from the long sword in the KFC-masked man's hand, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the Spider Cutter.

He sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from that knife.

An intuition told him that if he were hit by that eerie black flame, he would likely lose his ability to move immediately.

But the incredibly dangerous black flames only burned for a brief moment before quietly extinguishing.

Fingel shook his head.

Now is not the time to use the Dark Demon Blade.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't care why the dangerous flames suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the hooded man shaking his head, then suddenly lowered his body and moved as fast as a cheetah towards Fingel.

The Spider Cutter and the Child Cutter overlap in front of the chest to form a deadly cross.

His chest heaved violently, and he exhaled hot white mist from his mouth, as if there was a super engine running at full power inside his body.

Heart-Shaped Blade Style: Four Chapters and Eight Phases!

The moment he exhaled completely, Yuan Zhisheng stomped the ground, his entire body transforming into a blurry phantom.

The Spider Cutter is held in front of the chest; this seemingly simple preparatory movement actually conceals four completely different attack strategies.

The so-called Eight Aspects refer to eight of the most terrifying phenomena in the world, including Crimson Flame, Asura, Rakshasa, and Netherworld.

When learning this forbidden technique, disciples of the Heart-Shaped Blade Style must visualize these eight most terrifying scenes in their minds in turn.

The teacher will also assist him.

When he fantasizes about crimson flames, a red-hot iron ruler really does approach his back, giving him the illusion of being burned by fire.

Students must pass the brutal test of these eight illusions in order to truly master this ruthless blade.

With this slash, killing intent condensed on the blade.

He was fearless, even if he were to rush into the furnace.

Even if his feet were covered with iron nails, he would step on them without hesitation.

Faced with this attack filled with chilling killing intent, the bronze luster on Fingel's body grew even stronger.

He didn't dodge or avoid the knife that Genjiro swung at him; instead, he threw a punch.

Many students at Kassel College now consider Fingel to be the ultimate loser.

But only those who were in Fingel's class knew what a dazzling and unparalleled genius he once was.

Now, Caesar has another person who can rival him: Chu Zihang.

In Fingel's time, he was undoubtedly the strongest in the academy.

It is an existence that countless people need to look up to, and cannot even catch up with its back.

Although all his pride and glory were buried forever in the cold seabed with that mission.

Even now, with the hood on, his former domineering presence over the academy is still faintly visible.

Inside the coffee shop, Cheng Sui had no idea that her good senior had been fighting to the death with a super mixed-race person for the sake of his love career.

He listened listlessly as the coffee shop owner rambled on about his romantic escapades from his youth.

He always felt like he had forgotten something important.

Erii listened with great interest to the boss's half-true, half-false story.

Especially when the boss talked about his love stories when he was young, the girl's gaze kept glancing in Cheng Sui's direction.

She seemed to have quietly placed herself and Cheng Sui as the protagonists of the love story.

At that moment, the staff brought out the lunch.

It consists of two simple curry rice dishes, a simple yet delicious dish commonly found in Japanese coffee shops.

When the curry rice was served, the manager wisely stopped his storytelling session.

"Your girlfriend is a girl as pure as an angel," the shop manager remarked sincerely, looking at Erii, whose expression still held a lingering sense of longing.

But Cheng Sui had already turned his gaze to the window.

Through his chakra perception, he could clearly see a large number of hybrids gradually taking control of the various entrances and exits of Shibuya Street, forming an invisible network.

"What's wrong?"

Erii noticed that Cheng Sui's expression was off, so she picked up her notebook and wrote something.

"It's nothing," Cheng Sui replied with a smile, looking away from Erii. "Let's eat first, then we'll go to Shibuya Crossing."

Cheng Sui suddenly remembered something he had forgotten. After picking up Erii, he went straight to the hotel, completely forgetting about Kazama Ruri who was still lying in the park.

He's a super hybrid, after all; he shouldn't have died like this.

Cheng Sui silently prayed for Kazama Ruri.

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