Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

As she passed between the two monsters, Amamiya Rin stomped heavily on her feet, using her waist and abdomen to stop, twist her body, and turn back. Her left foot slammed forward, her heel scraping against the floor with a piercing sound.

Amamiya Rin lowered his center of gravity forward, like a cheetah about to pounce, gathering all his strength.

He threw the scabbard at the monster's massive head, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, stabilizing the wooden sword in the middle, the tip slightly raised, pointing directly at the monster's neck.

It was a neck formed by the fusion of dozens of Tomie Kawakami's faces, with countless black hairs tangled together and fair skin stuck to each other, creating a bloated structure.

A glint flashed in Yu Gonglin's eyes, and his core muscles in his waist and abdomen suddenly contracted, twisting all the strength in his body into a rope, which was then transmitted through his spine to his arms.

"New Yin Flow—Evil! Immediate! Sudden!"

With a powerful shout, Amamiya Rin's body, like a spring, burst forth after being compressed to its limit, transforming into an arrow that shot towards the fleshy worm.

The wooden sword was no longer a tool for slashing, but an extension of his arm, transforming into a resolute bolt of lightning that cleaved through the air with the simplest straight line, piercing the intersection of those Tomie faces.

"Pfft!"

The blade struck its target precisely, and with a dull, hesitant sound of flesh being pierced, half of the blade disappeared into the worm's neck.

What follows is even greater resistance, seemingly a fragile skeleton fused together, or a large mass of resilient muscle.

Amamiya Rin's arm muscles were taut to their limit; he could clearly feel every bit of difficulty the blade was making as it advanced.

A wooden sword is still just a wooden sword. The fact that it has reached this level is already due to Amamiya Rin's superb swordsmanship.

"Ughhhhhh—!"

The monster, pierced through, let out layer upon layer of agonizing howls. Dozens of Tomie's faces contorted in intense pain at the same moment, and her massive body thrashed wildly, trying to fling the wooden sword and Amamiya Rin away together.

"Don't... move around!"

Amamiya Rin adjusted his posture, clenched his teeth, and made veins bulge on his forehead, fixing his body firmly in place.

The monster's vital point is probably its neck!

Chopping the massive torso is useless; the head is too high to be hit. Only the neck is suitable, as the splicing marks are too obvious, so a wooden knife can be used to stab it in.

Seeing that the other worm was about to turn around, Amamiya Rin took a deep breath.

He took a deep, rapid breath, causing his chest to swell violently.

Immediately, a scorching heat rose from his abdomen, surged wildly up his spine, and reached straight to the top of his head!

"Crimson Lotus Breathing Technique! Ultimate State!"

It was as if some kind of shackles in her body had been suddenly broken, and adrenaline surged through her like a flood. An explosive force that exceeded her own limits erupted from Tomie Kawakami's body!

"Left Pheasant!"

Amamiya Rin gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, putting all his weight, strength, and the brief burst of power from his breathing technique into this one strike!

The wooden sword, already deeply embedded in the monster's neck, withstood the immense resistance of the bones, as Amamiya Rin used brute force combined with skill to press down from the center point, creating a gap large enough to exert force.

Amamiya Rin twisted his wrist sharply, turning his body and causing the blade to slash horizontally.

With a muffled thud, the blade pierced the bloated neck completely, then emerged from the other side with unstoppable momentum!

The monster's neck was severed in half, and thick, black blood gushed out from the wound like a runaway fountain, drenching Yu Gonglin. The stench was like that of a long-dead, rotting corpse.

Amamiya Rin remained unfazed, stomping her right foot heavily on the ground to steady herself as she lunged forward.

He twisted his wrist sharply, the wooden knife blade shifted its angle, and the blood-stained edge that had just pierced the body was once again aimed at the ruptured neck.

Without the slightest hesitation, he poured all his strength into his arms without reservation.

"Right Pheasant!"

The wooden sword, moving from left to right with even greater ferocity than before, sliced ​​horizontally across the massive wound.

This time, the resistance was much less.

The blade sliced ​​across Tomie's face, ruthlessly tearing apart the taut muscle bundles, severing the fragile bones, and cleanly cutting the neck, composed of countless Tomie faces, in half.

On its bloated insect body, the neck, which seemed to still be covered by skin, tilted to the right. For the first time, the huge head and face seemed to have a look of expression, revealing a mixture of pain and relief.

Then, it crashed onto the floor with a loud, muffled thud.

The headless worm's torso convulsed violently, its countless limbs flailing wildly, and foul-smelling bodily fluids splattering everywhere. However, its movements had clearly lost coordination and were merely a death-defying instinct.

Those dozens or even hundreds of Tomie's faces seemed to be just faces, without a brain capable of controlling the body.

Just then, a series of cold arms landed on Amamiya Rin's back, grabbing his shoulders and arms.

Rain was on the other side. Although Amamiya Rin killed the monster in a short time, that was enough time for the other monster to turn around.

A massive shadow loomed over Amamiya Rin's body, and a foul-smelling breath sprayed down from above. Sensing the rapidly descending behemoth, Amamiya Rin twisted his body to dodge, simultaneously gripping the wooden sword in reverse and raising it upright behind his back.

"Snap!"

A sharp pain exploded, and warm blood immediately flowed down his cheeks. Despite the pain, Amamiya Rin swung his sword from behind, breaking free of the arms that were gripping his body. He fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and distanced himself from the monster.

He got up again and looked at the monster. He saw that Tomie was chewing a piece of meat.

Without any doubt, it was Amamiya Rin, or rather, Kawakami Tomie's ear.

"fine!"

Faced with this situation, Amamiya Rin actually breathed a sigh of relief.

His previous action was to avoid having his head and shoulders bitten off by the monster; losing only an ear wouldn't affect his combat ability.

The monster twisted its insect-like body, swinging its arms and legs that had grown out of its body, and lunged at Amamiya Rin.

"New Yin Current! Simplified Domain!"

Yu Gonglin's eyes were focused, his breathing was steady and long, and his mind was as still as water. He maximized his perception, like an invisible radar spreading out from him.

Within a two-meter radius, every movement of the monster—including muscle contractions, shifts in its center of gravity, and the trajectory of its attacks—was clearly reflected in his mind like ripples on a calm lake.

The moment the monster approached, Amamiya Rin stumbled, slid to the side, and narrowly escaped the monster in an extremely dangerous posture.

The two were only ten centimeters apart at their closest point, but Amamiya Rin remained calm and launched a counterattack while dodging. He swung his wooden sword down and severed an arm that was reaching for him.