Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

"Yo. You must be Duanmu Yan, one of the strongest in modern times. That battle was truly spectacular."

He lifted his face from his arms, his pupils gleaming with undisguised fighting spirit. "I just don't know—can you fight another one?"

Duanmu Yan smiled calmly and turned around to face him.

"My interest had just been piqued when another one came along. That's fantastic."

"As for your question, what I just said was just a warm-up for me."

As soon as Lu Ziyun stood up from the rock, she said, "Hey, don't make me too excited."

His magical power began to surge, and electric blue arcs crackled around him, causing the surrounding rubble to levitate in the electric field.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

But he had a premonition... that the man in front of him would not disappoint him.

Chapter 218 Don't get distracted!

Lu Ziyun bent her legs slightly, about to exert force, when Duanmu Yan suddenly raised a hand and made a "pause" gesture.

"Wait a moment." He took his phone out of his pocket, the screen lit up, and the caller ID showed a selfie of a white-haired man wearing sunglasses.

Lu Ziyun abruptly stopped her momentum, hoisted the Ruyi onto her shoulder, and looked utterly bewildered.

"Are you serious? Answering the phone at a time like this?"

Duanmu Yan gave him an apologetic gesture and answered the phone. "Hey, Wu, what's up?"

On the other end of the phone, Gojo Satoru's voice was cheerful, while the background noise consisted of a series of explosions and a woman's angry roar.

"Duanmu! Let me tell you, a rather interesting woman has appeared here. She claims to be an ancient sorcerer. I want to stay here a little longer and have some fun. I wanted to let you know so you wouldn't threaten me by not letting me take leave again."

"Of course, just don't get so caught up in having fun that you forget to pay attention to the children."

“How could I forget? I just sensed that the students in Kyoto were in danger, and I've already sent the head of the Zen family and Naoya over to provide support. You don't need to worry.”

Gojo Satoru paused, a hint of smugness in his voice, "While this woman is indeed quite capable, in front of me... she's just an appetizer, easily handled."

Duanmu Yan chuckled. "That's good. Don't go too far, and remember to clean up the mess."

"I know, I know. How about over there? It seemed pretty lively over there too."

"We just got rid of one who claimed he was never full, and now we have a power bank that's become sentient."

Duanmu Yan glanced at Lu Ziyun, who was squatting back on the rock, tapping her shoulder intermittently with her Ruyi scepter.

"Then you've really hit the jackpot, managing to take on two... I'll hang up now. This woman's gotten back up again. Tsk, she's got pretty good regenerative abilities."

An explosion was heard on the other end of the phone, and then the call was cut off.

Duanmu Yan put his phone back in his pocket and turned around.

He's just playing around with it himself, so he's not qualified to say he's enlightened.

As for safety... although Yuuki is indeed very strong, Satoru is nearby.

Although that guy has countless quirks of being playful, prone to shifting blame, and mischievous, he's always reliable when it comes to important matters.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." He walked back to where he had been.

As soon as Lu Ziyun jumped down from the rock, Ruyi tapped her on the shoulder, and that arrogant smile returned to her lips.

"Is it okay now? Is it really okay this time? I hope you won't get another call halfway through the call. Maybe you should just turn your phone off."

Duanmu Yan shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness, "That won't do. Turning it off will cause us to miss a lot of important information."

Lu Ziyun sighed, took the Ruyi from her shoulder, weighed it in her palm, and then hoisted it back onto her shoulder. "Alright, alright, that's settled then."

His figure vanished from the stone the instant he finished speaking.

Duanmu Yan sidestepped the sweeping arc of Ruyi, and Lu Ziyun then used her knee to strike.

Duanmu Yan slapped down with his palm, deflecting the knee strike, and then threw a punch with his backhand.

If that punch lands, it will definitely disfigure you!

Lu Ziyun tilted her head back to dodge, and then flipped the Ruyi in her hand, slashing it diagonally down from above Duanmu Yan.

The two figures moved swiftly among the scorched earth and rubble, their fists, palms, and sticks flashing incessantly.

Lu Ziyun's physical skills and speed are indeed astonishing. More importantly, his fighting style has been activated without anyone noticing.

Each time she clashed with Duanmu Yan, positive charges would silently attach to Duanmu Yan's body, while Lu Ziyun herself would continuously accumulate negative charges.

The physical law of attraction between positive and negative charges is in effect.

His attacks became increasingly accurate and harder to dodge.

Moreover, when the time is right, he can directly detonate the electrical charge stored in Duanmu Yan's body, causing him a great deal of damage.

If enough damage is accumulated, you can even turn the opponent into a Duanmu Huo (a legendary fire-like character in Chinese mythology).

Duanmu Yan certainly noticed it. This was the first time he had ever experienced being drawn by an invisible force, and it was quite strange.

However, lightning cannot harm him at all; don't forget the name of the armor he possesses.

Want to electrocute Thunder Yatalis? That's something... He could sit at the same table as the electric eel Ox.

Lu Ziyun fought harder and harder, but he could never touch Duanmu Yan's body.

"Are you toying with me?!" Lu Ziyun suddenly pulled back her staff and threw a straight punch, fully charged with electricity, straight at Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan turned his head to avoid it, which made Lu Ziyun even angrier. He withdrew his fist and stood still, his chest heaving violently.

His face was already red. You see, he had agreed to the battle only for the thrill of combat, for the sheer pleasure of dying a quick and painful death.

I want to have a fun fight in a future era when Sukuna appears.

Imagine someone standing right in front of you who is incredibly strong, but isn't taking the fight seriously. How can a battle maniac like him stand that?

"Fight seriously, just like you did before! Let me experience the thrill of combat!"

Duanmu Yan tilted his head slightly, "Do you really want me to be more serious?!"

"Of course!" Lu Ziyun roared without hesitation.

“Alright. Warm-up complete.” He unzipped his jacket half an inch and stretched his shoulders. “Your spell power is indeed interesting, it even has lightning properties, electric attraction, and positive and negative pole locking.”

Seeing Duanmu Yan's actions, Lu Ziyun's expression changed from anger to anticipation.

Duanmu Yan pulled his hands out of his coat pockets, interlaced his fingers, and cracked his wrists: "You probably used this technique to crush opponents of the same level, right? But have you ever thought about what would happen if your opponent could also control lightning? How would you fight then?"

He took a half step back with his right foot, lowered his center of gravity, and slightly raised his hand.

Lu Ziyun hoisted the Ruyi and grinned, "That's more like it! A fight is a fight. If lightning doesn't work, then let's punch each other and see what you're really capable of!"

Duanmu Yan flicked his hand, and a few thin streaks of electricity crackled between his fingers. He looked up, a smile on his face.

"It's coming."

boom--

His figure vanished from the spot, and before Lu Ziyun could even blink, Duanmu Yan was already right in front of him.

"So fast……"

Lu Ziyun's eyes narrowed suddenly, and her right fist instinctively went to meet the attack.

The two fists collided in mid-air, their magical power crushing each other and unleashing a circular shockwave that sent all the debris within a radius of tens of meters flying.

Lu Ziyun's pupils trembled slightly as he clearly felt a terrifying force emanating from the opponent's fist.

His spell power output was clearly no weaker than his opponent's, but he was still sent flying backward uncontrollably.

Such immense power.

He flipped and adjusted his posture in the air, but Duanmu Yan did not give him a chance to catch his breath.

As soon as Lu Ziyun landed, Duanmu Yan appeared in front of him, his other fist already outstretched.

"Don't get distracted. Like you said, this is a battle."

Chapter 219 Things Don't Happen More Than Three Times

Lu Ziyun gritted her teeth and threw another punch to meet the attack.

The two fists collided again, and this time he was sent flying even further. He was like a baseball that had been hit, tracing a long parabola in the air before finally coming to a stop after carving a deep trench dozens of meters deep into the ground.

He knelt on one knee in the mud, raised his eyes, and saw that the arm that had just collided with Duanmu Yan was hanging limply at his side, his fingers trembling.

This guy has such great strength in both fists.

Duanmu Yan stood at a distance, watching him with interest, and flicked his wrist.

Do you understand what it means to have more power in the left fist and more power in the right fist?

There are so many details to pay attention to when using basic attacks interspersed with skills.

Lu Ziyun shook his head, and for a moment he actually saw his grandmother, who had passed away long ago, waving to him from a distance.

He closed his eyes to shake off the illusion and gripped the Ruyi scepter tightly again.

We can't keep fighting fists; we need to use weapons, or we might really get killed.

He took a deep breath and channeled his magical power into the Ruyi, causing crackling blue arcs of electricity to appear on its surface.

"Modern sorcerers are truly powerful, much more impressive than those of four hundred years ago!"

He pushed off with his feet and charged towards Duanmu Yan. The Ruyi, wrapped in lightning, aimed straight at his face, but Duanmu Yan dodged to the side, the wind from the staff grazing his nose.

Lu Ziyun took advantage of the momentum to twist her waist and sweep the Ruyi horizontally. Duanmu Yan ducked and dodged, then slapped the staff with his palm, making the Ruyi vibrate.

Lu Ziyun staggered half a step, and Duanmu Yan followed up with a knee strike. He barely managed to block with his Ruyi, but the knee strike hit the stick, and the impact was transmitted through the metal, sending him flying.

He did a somersault in mid-air, and when he landed, his feet plowed two long furrows in the ground. Before he could even stand up, Duanmu Yan arrived again.

Several palm strikes came lightly in succession, and Duanmu Yan seemed to be eating and drinking as if it were nothing, but he was already exhausted from defending.

They're showing clear signs of defeat!

"Your technique is indeed very ingenious. If you use the 'charge hits' effect well, you'll be almost unmatched at the same level."

Duanmu Yan slapped Ruyi away, grabbed Lu Ziyun's wrist, and flung him away. Lu Ziyun crashed into a dead tree, rolled over in the wood chips, and stood up, panting heavily.