Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Has Death come? How could it be so powerful..."

Amamiya Rin's heart sank.

Given his physical condition, the possibility of his joints dislocating while walking was no more than one in ten thousand, and yet that one in ten thousand actually happened!

He glanced in the direction of the exit.

Tomie Kawakami and Tomie Azawa were still sitting in the audience, one with her legs crossed, idly playing with her hair, and the other licking her ice cream and swinging her legs, neither of them showing any intention of moving.

They won't die, but he can't. He's constantly resisting the erosion of Tomie's cells; he only has ordinary self-healing abilities, not immortality.

"Guests, the show has begun! Please look forward to it!"

With one hand behind his back and the other on his chest, Babirus bowed deeply to Amamiya Rin, his loud voice revealing deliberate excitement.

As if electrocuted, Amamiya Rin felt a slight numbness on his skin, and a strange sense of horror crept into his mind.

Although a single thought brought peace to his mind, this peace could not bring stability to reality. The surrounding atmosphere of danger remained unabated, and even intensified with his brief hesitation.

We must take action!

With a powerful stomp of his right foot, the stage exploded open, and Amamiya Rin's figure instantly became a blur, compressing the ten-meter distance into 0.01 seconds. His right fist clenched, the knuckles cracking like popping beans, the force of his punch tearing through the air with enough power to pierce steel plates, aimed straight at Babirus's face.

Absolute power and speed, amplified by perfect technique, unleashed tenfold force; yet, the fist was still half a meter from Babirus's face—

"Click."

A cracking sound came from my right scapula that shouldn't have come.

At the moment a muscle exerts force, a small piece of a deep tendon tears off the bone surface in a way that should never happen.

The chain of power transmission broke at the last link, the fist deviated from its original trajectory, grazing past Babirus's ear, the force of the punch tearing the top hat on the demon's head.

Amamiya Rin's body lost its balance due to the exertion and fell forward. In 0.01 seconds, he completed the twisting and turning motion, forcefully pulling his center of gravity back to its original position. The torn tendons quickly healed under the regenerative ability of Tomie's cells, and the fragments that peeled off the bone surface were wrapped and absorbed by the surrounding tissue.

In less than half a second, his right shoulder was back to normal.

But Babyrus was no longer where he was. He slowly took a step away, and at that moment, a faint tearing sound came from above.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the canvas at the top of the tent, and a steel pipe as thick as a fist detached from the steel frame structure. One end was still hanging with half of a broken weld point, while the other end fell straight down towards his head, aiming for Amamiya Rin's head.

The sharp whistling of the steel pipe whistling through the air grazed past her ear. Amamiya Rin slightly turned her neck, and the fatal trajectory that she should have perfectly avoided was gently hooked by a dangling nylon rope in an instant.

The steel pipe deflected, its sharp edge piercing his head with pinpoint accuracy.

"laugh."

The sound of metal tearing through scalp was clearly audible. A small cut was made in Amamiya Rin's temple, from which a few drops of blood seeped out.

For Amamiya Rin, such a wound was hardly worth paying attention to, but Babirus had somehow moved to the other side of the stage. His top hat was torn apart by the force of the punch, revealing sparse gray hair underneath. The half-smile on his lips remained unchanged. He even raised his hand to straighten his bow tie, his movements as composed as if he had just finished a social greeting.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Gonglin pushed off the ground and charged forward!

At that moment, seven planks of the stage beneath his feet shattered simultaneously. The planks were like rotten wood that had been hollowed out by insects for many years, finally reaching the last straw. His right foot sank into the broken planks, and his ankle was forced to twist due to inertia.

The sound of ligament tearing was drowned out by the cracking of bone. Sharp bone fragments pierced the skin and protruded from the outside. Amamiya Rin leaned to the right, her weight pressing on her broken right leg. She lost her balance and fell forward.

His right hand instinctively reached down to brace himself, but the ground beneath his palm shattered like a biscuit, the fragments falling with dust, leaving him with no foothold to lean on.

In an instant, Amamiya Rin exerted force from her waist and abdomen, twisting her spine like the tip of a whip, and her body, which was originally falling forward, was forced to turn 180 degrees horizontally in the air.

His left hand shot out like lightning, hooking onto the exposed steel bars at the edge of the stage. His fingertips embedded half an inch into the steel, and with this slight pull, he flipped and landed like a cat.

His broken right leg slammed into the ground the moment he landed, but he didn't even flinch. He quickly broke off the bone fragment, and the muscles and bones under his skin healed rapidly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Amamiya Rin flipped onto the stage and charged toward Babyrus.

But this time the charge was extremely slow, neither a straight line nor an arc, but a zigzag line with no discernible pattern.

His footwork was a chaotic mix of boxing's sliding steps, kendo's stepping, and Muay Thai's three-step punch. Every change of direction came without warning, and every exertion of force was timed precisely at the critical point of his body's center of gravity. This kind of movement made any prediction meaningless.

This was the best solution he could think of in a short time. If the demon's ability was to turn possible accidents into inevitable ones, then what he needed to do was to make those possibilities infinitely numerous, infinitely fragmented, and infinitely unpredictable before the accidents occurred.

The seemingly winding steps and journey actually happened in just 0.1 seconds. In the blink of an eye, Amamiya Rin appeared in front of Babirus, using his palm as a knife, his five fingers joined together like blades, his fingertips tearing through the air, creating a sharp whistling sound, and stabbing straight at Babirus's throat.

Although he didn't have a knife, Amamiya Rin's hand-blade technique was no less impressive than any real knife, and this strike showcased his thrusting skills to the fullest.

Furthermore, this strike does not require the explosive power of tendons; the power comes from the rotation of the waist and hips and the transmission of the spine. Even if any unexpected event occurs during the strike, the trajectory of the palm strike will not easily deviate.

However, the accident still happened.

Just as the palm strike was about thirty centimeters away from Babirus's Adam's apple.

A sour, astringent sensation suddenly rushed into my nasal cavity, heading straight for my eye sockets and the top of my head.

Achoo!

A sneeze without warning.

The sudden surge in intracranial pressure caused Amamiya Rin's vision to go black, and his body swayed. His palm strike deviated from its original trajectory, grazing Babirus's collar and striking the pillar behind him. The thick steel pipe pillar bent in response, emitting a piercing metallic twisting sound.

At the same time, the retina was completely torn off the choroid, and the world turned into a murky blood red.

However, the excruciating pain of retinal detachment did not stop Amamiya Rin's attack in the slightest.

He closed his eyes tightly, his breathing instantly switching to another rhythm, the rise and fall of his chest completely disappearing, and the tips of his ears trembling slightly, capturing the most subtle movement in the air.

The rustling of Babylus's clothes, the steady beating of his heart, even the soft rustling of his hair falling, all created a clear three-dimensional image in his mind.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, his left toes touching the ground, his body spinning 360 degrees like a top, his right leg sweeping out with a whistling sound as it tore through the air, all his power concentrated in the front of his shinbone, enough to break a stone pillar.

However, just as the shinbone was about to touch Babirus's waist...

"Click."

The meniscus in my right knee ruptured without warning.

The powerful kick was instantly deflected, and the knee bent inward at an odd angle.

Amamiya Rin's eye twitched. He leaned forward, shifting his weight to his left leg, and with his right hand forming a claw, he used the momentum of his rotation to grab at Babirus's wrist.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch his skin, his trigeminal nerve suddenly erupted with a level 10 electric shock pain.

It felt as if countless red-hot steel needles were piercing his brain at the same time. Amamiya Rin's body trembled violently, and his claws veered off course, grazing Babirus's wrist.

However, he still did not retreat. Instead, he used the trembling force to ram forward, his left shoulder slamming into Babirus's chest like a battering ram.

"Thump."

Just then, a dull thud was heard.

Yu Gonglin's expression changed drastically.

His fifth rib fractured spontaneously at the moment of exertion.

The broken bone fragments pierced the pleura and penetrated the lung. Air rushed into his chest cavity, triggering a violent cough, each cough accompanied by scalding hot blood. He staggered backward, his left hand clutching his chest, as the broken ribs gradually repaired themselves under the influence of Tomie's cells.

However, before the wound in his lung could close, his heart suddenly stopped beating without warning.

The world was plunged into darkness in an instant.

The suffocating feeling of his blood stopping choked him, and without hesitation, Amamiya Rin raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard into his chest.

"Bang!"

The heart started beating again after the heavy blow.

But the moment his blood resumed flowing, all the sweat glands in his body secreted a large amount of sweat at the same time. It was not ordinary sweat, but a red liquid mixed with blood plasma.

All the capillaries in his body ruptured at the same time, and blood seeped from every pore, staining his entire body blood red.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

applause.

"A beautiful performance! Few people can last this long, sir. Your tenacity is truly beyond imagination."

Babirus remained standing in the same spot, not moving an inch. He applauded Amamiya Rin in admiration, a hint of surprise on his face.

Despite his physical condition being reduced to this state, he still managed to launch an attack. This human's willpower was unimaginably strong.

But this is amazing!

"Hahahaha!"

Babirus's lips parted into a grotesque grin as he laughed gleefully, his eyes filled with greed as he looked at Amamiya Rin.

"That's it! That's it! It's wonderful! What a beautiful soul! He's shining with golden light! You possess a spirit of gold; your soul alone is greater than the souls of ten thousand people!"

Babylus raised his hands and shouted excitedly.

Compared to the man in front of her, those departing customers were nothing. Let the ice cream vendor take them all if he wants; this one soul is enough for her!