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

Article 160: Too weak.

When Jormungandr heard Cheng Sui casually mention his real name, his golden vertical pupils contracted sharply.

This is the name bestowed upon her by Nidhogg, the Black King, and it symbolizes her authority as Queen of the Earth and the Mountains.

This name could not possibly be known to anyone other than the other first-generation race and her brother Fenrir.

Yet this inferior being, whose dragon blood was so thin it was almost negligible, easily called out her name in a tone as if reminiscing with an old friend.

The languor and disdain on Jormungandr's face vanished in an instant.

Her golden vertical pupils, burning with lava, suddenly contracted, her previously relaxed stance became extremely aggressive, and her body covered in black scales sank slightly, her muscles tense like a female leopard ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.

She decided to take this mixed-race man seriously, or perhaps he wasn't mixed-race at all.

"What exactly are you?"

Jormungandr's voice turned cold, and the dragon blood in his veins began to boil.

Cheng Sui did not answer her, remaining seated on the edge of the platform, seemingly oblivious to the terrifying rage that could cause mountains to collapse.

This disregard completely ignited the murderous intent within Jormungandr.

"Aren't you going to tell me?"

"It's okay."

"I will take your bones off one by one and then slowly pry your mouth open."

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire Nibelungen region trembled violently.

In an instant, the air in this underground space was instantly sucked out by an invisible force.

The suffocating feeling brought about by a vacuum is enough to render any living being unable to resist in an instant.

But this is just the beginning.

The extracted air did not disappear; it was highly compressed and transformed into billions of invisible wind blades.

These wind blades were sharper than the sharpest blades; they filled every corner of the space, slicing wildly at the motionless figure from all directions at speeds exceeding the speed of sound.

Word of Power: The Eye of the Wind King.

However, unlike the Eye of the Wind King recorded by Kassel College, the Eye of the Wind King used by Jormungandr this time is obviously much more lethal.

A cruel sneer appeared on Jormungandr's face.

This level of attack is enough to cut any hybrid below Grade A into bloody pulp.

The wind blades, powerful enough to tear through steel, emitted a sharp whistling sound and arrived in front of Cheng Sui in an instant.

However, the equipment department's technology is indeed reliable; even when facing a Dragon King-level incantation, only a tiny, fine crack appeared.

Faced with this deadly situation, Cheng Sui leaped backward, his body tracing an arc in mid-air before landing steadily in the center of the platform.

Almost simultaneously with landing, he swiftly raised his right hand, forcefully slicing his thumb between his teeth.

The smell of fresh blood permeated the vacuum.

"Spiritual communication!"

Just as countless wind blades were about to completely engulf him, Cheng Sui's hands had already completed the hand seals and pressed heavily onto the ground.

"Bang!"

A thick plume of white smoke shot into the sky.

A huge and imposing figure appeared out of thin air in front of Cheng Sui, accompanied by a deafening roar.

It was an ape with a size comparable to a giant bear.

Its body was covered in black fur, its muscles were bulging, and it exuded an explosive sense of power. Its beastly eyes gleamed with a wild light, and it bared sharp fangs, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

It was the Ape Demon.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of rapid, metallic clanging sounds echoed throughout the space.

Those invisible wind blades, powerful enough to cut tanks into scrap metal, struck the ape demon's seemingly flesh-and-blood body, only emitting dazzling sparks, failing to even sever a single hair.

Jormungandr's pupils suddenly contracted.

She had never seen such a strange creature before.

What exactly is this thing? An alchemical golem? Or some kind of never-before-recorded next generation?

She increased the output of her words of power and even began to use some of her own authority.

"Rumble—"

The ground began to shake violently, and thick stone spikes rose from the ground, piercing the ape demon from all directions, attempting to crush it.

However, the ape demon merely let out a roar and casually swung its enormous fist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Those rock spikes, as hard as diamonds, were easily smashed into countless fragments under its fist, like fragile cookies.

Jormungandr's heart sank little by little.

All her attacks were neutralized by the ape that appeared out of nowhere.

With immense power and an indestructible body, is it a bronze throne?

But why is it an ape, and why does it appear in such a strange way?

Jormungandr couldn't help but look at the masked man behind the monster.

At this moment, he was calmly observing himself with his scarlet eyes adorned with three tomoe.

That eye held a scrutinizing gaze that made her extremely uncomfortable.

She was a high and mighty monarch, and had never been looked at with such eyes by any other creature.

At the same time, a series of sharp sounds, as if a thousand birds were chirping at the same time, began to echo throughout the underground space.

A blinding bolt of lightning had already gathered on Cheng Sui's right hand.

Violent lightning crackled and popped in his palm, scorching the ground around him.

Chidori!

The moment Jormungandr saw the Thousand Birds, she was 100% certain that it was not a Word of Power, because she did not see any change in the elements within the Nibelungen. Without the manipulation of the elements, even the Black King could not activate a Word of Power.

This was a power system that she couldn't understand at all, and had never even heard of before.

An unknown force capable of rivaling the authority of the Dragon King.

She stopped all attacks, the air became breathable again, and the shaking ground returned to calm.

"Who are you?!" Jormungandr stopped his attack and questioned Cheng Sui in a stern voice.

Cheng Sui did not answer her question; the light from the Thousand Birds in his palm grew even brighter.

The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Jormungandr's golden eyes caught a blurry afterimage, and a deadly sense of crisis made all the scales on her body stand on end.

Without thinking, she instinctively lunged to the side and fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

"Sizzle—"

—

A bolt of lightning grazed her cheek, and a few strands of her severed hair floated in the air, instantly turning into charcoal.

So fast!

Jormungandr's heart pounded wildly.

Cheng Sui missed his first attack, but without pausing, he turned around and delivered a powerful whip kick.

Jormungandr didn't have time to get up and could only cross his arms to block.

"Bang!"

An unimaginable force came from my arm.

Jormungandr felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding train, his entire body flying uncontrollably backward and crashing heavily into a wall in the distance, cracking the solid concrete wall in a spiderweb pattern.

How is that possible?

She struggled to her feet, a tingling pain shooting through her arms, and even the dragon scales covering them showed a few tiny cracks.

The dragon blood reaction in this man's body is so weak, so why is his physical strength so great!

This is completely against the rules of the Dragon World!

In fact, Cheng Sui was also feeling bad.

When he clashed head-on with the Dragon King, he could clearly feel the brute force surging into his body through his legs, impacting his internal organs.

This is the unique power transmission characteristic of Jormungandr.

If it weren't for the Hashirama cells providing a foundation, the recoil from that attack alone would have been enough to break his bones and tendons.

But he did not show any discomfort.

Cheng Sui stretched his ankles and lunged forward again.

Jormungandr and Cheng Sui engaged in a fierce battle.

The muffled thuds of fists and feet clashing echoed continuously in the empty underground space.

Cheng Sui's attacks were wide and powerful, each strike carrying immense force, forcing Jormungandr to constantly dodge and parry.

The more she hit him, the more frightened she became.

The opponent's fighting techniques were simple and direct, yet ruthless and efficient, moves designed entirely for killing.

What horrified her even more was that scarlet eye.

Under that gaze, she felt that all her actions and intentions were anticipated by the other party.

No matter which angle she tried to retaliate from, the opponent's attacks always managed to perfectly block all her routes.

It felt like fighting a monster that could predict the future.

No, this can't go on!

Jormungandr seized an opening and suddenly widened the distance.

She was prepared to use even greater power; she had to completely annihilate this bizarre enemy here.

However, just as she was about to activate her power, she met those scarlet eyes.

The three black magatama spun rapidly in her field of vision.

Om yammongad's mind went blank.

The scene before her eyes instantly distorted.

The masked man disappeared, replaced by endless darkness.

She felt as if she were falling into a bottomless abyss, her body sinking lower and lower—

Vision! How could this be—

In just a second, Jormungandr broke free thanks to the Dragon King's powerful mental strength.

But in Cheng Sui's eyes, that one second of distraction was enough to decide the outcome.

When she regained consciousness, the hand crackling with violent lightning was already within reach.

Jormungandr was forced to dodge backward in a disheveled manner. Although he was not actually injured, the psychological impact on him was enormous.

Cheng Sui did not pursue.

He slowly retracted the Thousand Birds from his hand, and the lightning dissipated.

Having achieved his goal of testing their strength, he no longer needed to fight Xia Mi to the death.

He looked at the Dragon King, whose expression was uncertain and whose eyes were filled with surprise and fear, and left his last words in a hoarse, low voice.

"Too weak."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him began to twist in a spiral shape.

His figure was gradually swallowed up and slowly disappeared amidst the strange spatial fluctuations.

Jormungandr remained alone, his face terribly grim.

The intruder not only knew her real name, but also possessed bizarre and unheard-of powers.

Her first thought was that Odin, that old geezer, had come up with some strange alchemy again.

But she couldn't understand why Odin was causing her trouble.

She stared at the spot where Cheng Sui had disappeared, where a trace of extremely unstable spatial fluctuations remained.

Jormungandr slammed his fist against the wall, and the entire underground space trembled with the dragon king's rage.