Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

Dozens of men in black followed behind him, spreading out like black wings, with Angers as the "eye" of the black crane with outstretched wings.

Ayanokouji Kaoru was dumbfounded, and everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.

Seeing Angers showing off, Xia Mu pushed up his glasses and followed him.

Where do they plan to receive me? In a hail of bullets? Or in an ambush?

Angers and Xia Mu sat side by side in the back seat, both with smiles on their faces.

Xia Mu's expression was strange: "Probably... a flesh bomb."

“A flesh bomb?” Angers repeated.

Xia Mu nodded seriously: "Yes, a flesh bomb."

As night fell, the convoy stopped in front of the black crystal-like building.

Angers glanced at the giant neon sign hanging in the night sky: "Tamamo-no-Mae Club".

Anyone who steps into Tamamo-no-Mae for the first time has a feeling of unreality, as if they are soaring in the rosy light.

Upon entering, Angers understood what Xia Mu meant by "flesh bomb".

Girls dressed in maple-red kimonos lined up on the dance floor, their skin as delicate and beautiful as silk.

As the music began, the dancers sang and danced energetically, their long legs stretching out in graceful arcs.

As Angers strolled through the formation, a forest of jade-like legs rose and fell around him, and the air was filled with the fragrance of gold dust.

The band was located on the second floor. They were girls dressed in traditional kimonos with wide necklines, revealing their fair and smooth skin. They were just as good as the dancers.

There may be nightclubs in Tokyo that are more luxurious than Tamamo-no-Mae, but I doubt anyone would dare say they could field a more dazzling group of beautiful girls than Tamamo-no-Mae.

This is precisely the Inuyama family's forte; from ancient times to the present, the Inuyama family has always been the emperor of Japan's sex industry.

As the music ended, the dancers and musicians bowed in unison: "Greetings, Headmaster!"

Xia Mu accompanied Angers up to the third floor.

"Principal, it's been sixty-two years since we last met, hasn't it?" Inuyama He bowed slightly.

"You stubborn pimp, you're incorrigible!" Angers slapped Inuyama He heavily on the shoulder.

They both laughed and opened their arms to hug each other tightly.

At the end of the corridor, the door slowly opened, and the girls were bathed in light.

The girls bowed in unison, their long hair hanging down, the ends gracefully hooked.

“Seeing these girls, I think you understand my aesthetic sense, Ahe.” Angers sat down at the end of the long table.

The girls on both sides of the long table were dressed in black school uniforms and white shirts, but each had her own unique beauty, like ten romantic encounters that happened to occur in different times and places in a man's life, which just happened to come together in this Japanese-style room today.

Xia Mu pressed his temples and sat down at the long table.

In fact, if he hadn't witnessed this scene beforehand, he probably wouldn't be so calm now.

“Xia Mu, when are we going to get our hands on all of these? So that A Yue won’t come and brag to me.” Angers said with a smile.

Xia Mu also laughed: "This is the most prized collection of the Inuyama family head. If you try to take it from him, he will fight to the death."

"Hahaha, the head of the Uesugi family understands me! Let me brag to the principal first."

Inuyama He waved his hand, and the kneeling girls stood up in unison, walking one by one to Angers, where Inuyama He introduced them one by one.

"Mimi, 19 years old, is the most promising newcomer in the television industry. Four or five TV stations contact her every day."

"Kasa, a young musician, specializes in electric violin and has performed at the Golden Hall in New York."

"Kotono is a professional Go player, a 5-dan! She hosts a Go program on TV Asahi... Setsuko! Hey! Setsuko! Come over here, stand in front of us, and do a beautiful spin!"

Sezuko had a refreshing appearance and wore a high ponytail like a kendo girl. She took off her high heels and placed them aside, bowed deeply to Angers, and began to spin on one foot with the elegance and composure of a swan.

“Bravo!” Angers clapped.

“An absolute ballet prodigy. I plan to send her to study with the polar bears. One day she will amaze the world,” Inuyama He smiled.

Angers raised his glass: "Let's drink, gentlemen."

The atmosphere in the Japanese-style room suddenly became lively. The girls crowded around Angers, and he sat on the floor, putting his arm around the girls' shoulders and drinking heartily, displaying the demeanor of an ancient Japanese nobleman.

“Xia Mu, did Ahe just call you the head of the Uesugi family?” Angers suddenly seemed to remember something.

Natsuki was standing next to the ballet prodigy, Setsuko. The girl was very well-behaved, serving him wine and food. She was gentle, elegant, and beautiful.

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Before he could answer, Inuyama He explained to Angers, "The principal's new star pupil is remarkable. In just six months, he has turned Tokyo upside down. Now he is the son-in-law of the Uesugi family and has inherited the title of head of the family."

Angers laughed heartily and patted Xia Mu on the shoulder: "When are you planning to replace these old guys? I kind of regret letting them live until now."

It was as if invisible swords were piercing out from his body in all directions, and the girls all cautiously dodged.

"Principal, I still treat you as a friend, which is why I had my goddaughters accompany you and hosted such a grand banquet. Are you really going to turn the table upside down?"

Inuyama Hezhen's eyebrows furrowed, his gaze sharp as a sword.

"The family sent me and Xia Jun here to welcome you because I was once taught by you, and Xia Jun is a student you just gave special permission to graduate. This is a friendly approach; the family doesn't want to resolve issues in a violent way."

Do you think I'm afraid of intense methods?

"You mean you alone are enough to face the Eight Hellfire Clan?"

"Eight families are a bit difficult, but eliminating three or four shouldn't be a problem."

The room was deathly silent, with heavy breathing rising and falling like swords already drawn.

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All the lights went out, and laser beams intertwined to form a net.

As if lava were erupting from underground, the projector lights projected the light and shadow of the raging flames onto the roof.

Subwoofers poured sound waves from all directions toward the center of the dance floor, and the dancers rushed forward. Countless knives reflected a pale white light, and the long hair of the musicians flowed freely, like ink brushes leaving unrestrained and vivid marks on rice paper.

"Inuyama-kun, I don't care about one-on-one combat, but ganging up on each other is not suitable."

Xia Mu put down his wine glass, ignoring the battle between Angers and Inuyama He in the arena, and his figure suddenly vanished, disappearing into the forest of flesh.

Before the girls could react, they were grabbed by the collar and thrown out.

No one could see how Xia Mu moved; they only saw dark figures being thrown out, their bodies lying prostrate on the edge of the dance floor.

Sezuko descended from the sky, her two small katana flashing and clashing like swallows in flight. She leaped directly from the second floor to the center of the dance floor, launching a sneak attack on Angers' back.

No wonder she, a young ballet star, has a ponytail like a kendo girl; if her ballet talent is a 10, her kendo talent is a 12.

Xia Mu flung a chair at Setsuko, and the kodachi couldn't deflect the heavy object. The wooden chair struck Setsuko squarely in the body.

He could only catch the falling Setsuko in a standard princess carry, and smiled helplessly: "Do you think the principal can be surrounded and attacked? Do you have some misunderstanding about him?"

"While the principal is too lazy to bother with you, you should all leave."

He abandoned Sezuko and tossed back the girls who approached him one by one, with ease and nonchalance.

Sezuko lay at his feet, staring blankly at the scene.

“I like your songs,” she suddenly said.

Xia Mu paused for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you."

The clash of swords and the shadows of battle have dissipated, but a killing intent ten times greater than before permeates the air.

He grabbed Sezuko's belt and pulled her to the edge of the dance floor so they could watch the show together.

Inuyama He and Angers brushed past each other in an instant.

Xia Mu's eyes narrowed.

Sixth-order instantaneous strike, 64 times the speed of a divine slash.

This is far from the end... Inuyama He turned around, transforming into a shadow once more, and brushed past Angers for the second time.

The second round of Iaijutsu, seventh-level instantaneous strike, 128 times the speed of a divine strike!

The third round... the fourth round... the fifth round... Inuyama He flashed back and forth against Angers, each time unleashing a torrential downpour of blade light at Angers. The sound of the blade cutting through the air overlapped layer by layer, sounding like a raging tide reaching the sky.

Angers didn't move an inch, not even turn around, and swung his blade at the same speed, shouting sarcastically, "Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!"

Xia Mu's eye twitched.

In a sense, Time Zero and Moment are as powerful as judgment, and their power becomes even more exaggerated with higher bloodlines.

Of course, the Judgment poses a much greater threat to him. After all, no matter how fast you are, you can't break through the defenses, but the Judgment is impossible to defend against.

"Too slow! Too slow! Too slow!" Angers roared. "Is that all? Is that all?"

Inuyama He's memories are somewhat hazy.

“I don’t despise gangsters, I only despise trash! Want dignity? Sure! Defeat me and you’ll have it!” Angers sneered in his ear, echoing from his memory.

Is that so, teacher? You think defeating me means I'll have dignity? Teacher, do you know… the rise I longed for was for everyone in my family to live with dignity… We rose, but we lost our dignity forever… Is that so, teacher? You think defeating me means I'll have dignity?

Ninth-tier instantaneous strike, 516 times the speed of a divine slash!

Inuyama He, deep within his soul, the 18-year-old boy roared like an angry lion.

A fleeting look of satisfaction crossed Angers' eyes... then he twisted the hilt of his knife, the back of the blade facing forward.

Inuyama He was hit on the side and sent flying.

Angers draped his coat over his bare back, stood up, and walked outside: "You've crossed the thorns, Ahe, congratulations."

Inuyama He's body ached as if it were about to break, but he still managed to prop himself up and turn to look at the old man's back.

In the blink of an eye, more than sixty years have passed.

"teacher!"

Inuyama He shouted with all his might.

"Teacher! Our family has its own compelling reasons, and we absolutely do not wish to be your enemy!"

Inuyama He struggled to his feet, his hand trembling slightly as he gripped the back of the chair.

“You guys have to dare too.” Angers shrugged.