Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

A tremendous sound reverberated through the fifth underground level, and a pillar of fire struck the ground, separating Zhenbai from Louhu. Louhu stopped.

He lowered his palm, stood up straight, and stared with his one eye at the Falun above Zhenbai's head.

“You will become more and more accustomed to me as you fight me.” His voice was squeezed out of his throat, as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Very insightful.” Mashiro pointed the tip of her sword at him. “As a reward, I’ll personally slay you!”

She charged forward again, this time even faster than before.

Her body moved almost parallel to the ground, with Cong Yu trailing behind her, the tip of her knife drawing sparks on the concrete.

Lou Hu slammed his hands on the ground, and the magma on the ground exploded, creating a wall of fire between the two.

Mashiro did not slow down. She pulled at the air with her left hand, and the water pipe next to her was snapped in mid-air. A huge jet of water sprayed out from the break and poured onto the fire wall.

The steam exploded again, and Mashiro pierced through it, while Murasame emerged from within.

Don't get hit!

Louhu leaped backward with all his might, trying to dodge the attack.

But the figure of Mashiro in front of him flickered twice and instantly approached him.

Cong Yu stabbed from below, the tip of the knife piercing Lou Hu's calf.

The special attack was launched, and the part of Louhu's calf that had been pierced by the knife tip disappeared instantly, leaving a hole in his calf with smooth, even edges.

Louhu let out a painful roar and his body tilted to one side.

Then a massive amount of rocks and flames crashed down in front of them, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Mashiro drew his sword and retreated, cautiously facing the enemy.

Louhu's magical power surged from the hilt of the knife into her arm.

That's enough to replenish what we used up in those few attacks.

Louhu knelt on one knee and used the lava flowing from his palm to fill the hole in his calf.

Cong Yu's curse power lingered at the edge of the wound, hindering his recovery.

Since it can't be restored, let's fill it with something first. After all, it's a cursed spirit, and the so-called bones are just decorations.

He raised his head, and for the first time, an emotion different from anger appeared in his one eye.

Louhu is reassessing the enemy before him.

How many tricks does this kid still have up his sleeve?

Just when he thought he had mastered water control, sound waves, and spatial rifts, his opponent always managed to come up with something new.

Her adaptability is really tricky; we can't just work it out slowly.

Lou Hu's eyes narrowed slightly; he had originally intended to save his moves for any potential battles that might follow.

But the current situation clearly no longer supports his idea.

If you don't use it now, you'll never have another chance to use it.

Seeing that he remained rooted to the spot, Mashiro was happy to recover her strength.

The one jumping around just now wasn't Louhu, it was her.

The physical exertion required is several times that of the leaking cocoon.

"What are you thinking?" Mashiro said. "If it's about surrendering, I'm not incapable of showing mercy."

"Showing great mercy?" Lou Hu glanced at her in surprise, but he quickly realized what she meant.

That brat is bound to spout nonsense; she's not the kind of person who's all about compassion!

"That's right, as long as you take your head off, I might not be unable to keep you at the college as a football."

As Louhu had expected, Mashiro nodded and said, "I also want to try out the feeling of them kicking you in the head in the manga."

What are you talking about in your sleep?

The hole in Louhu's calf was filled with rock, but her walking posture still showed that she was a little unsteady.

"Sigh." Mashiro sighed, "If you haven't watched Jujutsu Kaisen, you're destined for a relatively unsuccessful life."

What kind of nonsense is she spouting?

Louhu clenched her teeth and ignored Zhenbai.

He clasped his hands together, and the remaining lava on the platform began to gather at his feet.

Lava climbed up from his feet, covering his legs and then his torso.

He was using lava to create an extra layer of defense for himself, reducing the area that would be directly exposed to the blade.

Even if it's not of much use, every little bit helps.

“You’re very adaptable,” he said in a low voice, “but I won’t give you any more time. The game is over.”

He clapped his hands together, unleashing a massive amount of magical power that made Mashiro envious, and the entire ceiling of the platform began to melt.

Chapter 125 Battle Against Louhu (Part 4)

Mashiro looked up and saw large chunks of the ceiling falling down, a mixture of molten concrete and metal.

The entire platform was collapsing. Louhu stood in the center of the collapse, raising his hands high. A huge meteorite appeared in the sky above the ceiling!

"【Extreme Strike - Meteor】!!!!!"

Lou Hu roared and yanked his hands down from the air!

The huge meteorite crashed down through the collapsed ceiling!

The fireball was almost as big as the platform, with dark red magma and blue-white flames churning on its surface.

It accelerated as it fell, and the intense heat ignited everything around it.

The walls were melting, the ground was melting, the air was burning, and the entire platform had become a furnace.

This is different from the scene in the original work where Su Nuo fights him on the street.

This is an enclosed underground station, surrounded by walls, with a collapsing ceiling overhead and a melting ground beneath your feet.

This is truly unavoidable!

Mashiro stood still, looking up at the meteorite that was hurtling down.

She had to do something before it hit her, or she would be seriously injured, if not killed.

It must be broken!

Water control technique activated!

Mashiro temporarily withdrew Murasame and used both hands to lift it up from the bottom.

Under her control, water gushed from every floor of the station, water pipes burst, fire hydrants exploded, and groundwater seeped out from cracks.

A massive amount of water gathered in the air, forming water dragons that crashed into the meteorite from different directions.

"boom!!!!!"

The moment the water dragon and the meteorite made contact, a tremendous sound exploded in the underground space.

Huge amounts of steam rose up, and white mist surged upwards, passing through the hole pierced by the meteorite and shooting straight into the sky above Shibuya.

Although the water was almost completely depleted, the meteorite's trajectory was indeed slowed down considerably.

Mashiro gasped twice and extended her right hand again.

This level is not enough.

"【untie】!!"

Cracks appeared in the grid space in mid-air, swallowing up the surrounding air and emitting a series of hissing sounds.

The crack struck the meteorite, cutting into its surface. Dark red magma gushed from the crack, causing the meteorite's structure to shake and the crack to widen.

"go with!"

Mashiro roared and unleashed his [Release] attack on the meteorite, but only managed to cut it in half.

If that's not enough, let's do it again!

Mashiro gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand again, "[Release]!!"

"boom!!"

The second spatial rift exploded at the same location.

This time, the "deciphering" went deeper along the first crack, like a sharp knife cutting into the interior of the meteorite.

The meteorite exploded in mid-air, cut into countless large and small pieces, and its destructive power vanished.

The falling debris was much easier to deal with.

The debris fell like rain, the larger pieces hitting the walls and the ground, leaving smoking craters, while the smaller pieces flew past her, leaving streaks of blood.

Mashiro summoned Murasame again, wielding the blade rapidly in front of her.

The blade flashed in front of her, forming a silvery-white net. The fragments that were about to hit her were sliced ​​and deflected by the blade, flying past her sides.

The rain of broken pieces has stopped.

Mashiro put down the knife, blood seeping from the spot on her left shoulder where she had been accidentally hit, trickling down her arm.

She gasped for breath, her breathing heavy, and sweat dripped from her chin onto the ground, mingling with the blood.

Louhu stood in the center of the completely destroyed station. The embers around him were still burning, the ground was covered with meteorite fragments, and ashes drifted in the air.

He looked at Mashiro, who was leaning against the wall to stand up, her figure covered in ashes and blood reflected in his single eye.

"I never expected you could do this!"

Lou Hu said through gritted teeth.

Mashiro exhaled and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth onto the back of her hand.

She looked up at him, a smirk playing on her lips. "I did it. Have you thought about whether you want to get involved in football?!"

She breathed a sigh of relief. There was no need to hide anything anymore. Both sides had used every means available except for their domains, and it was a crucial moment.