Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

After collecting his thoughts, Douya's gaze returned to Binglanwan and the other two, his eyes stern and serious.

Chapter 121 Breakthrough! Breakthrough! Breakthrough!

Dou Ya slowly raised his right arm, and in an instant the entire training ground fell into silence, even the sound of the wind stopped.

The dusk was as dark as blood, and the setting sun from the time of the demonic encounter gathered at his slender fingertips, condensing into three magical magatamas that shone with gilded light, each of which contained a heart-pounding pressure.

"Hyoran Maru."

The low voice was like thunder rolling across the training ground, exploding in the hearts of every monster.

The dog demon kneeling in the front trembled all over, with his forehead almost touching the ground.

"You tempered yourself with the power of ice and demonic energy, and were unstoppable in the conquest of the hundred demons in the west. You are the foremost among the Asuras!"

The golden runes on Douya's fingertips slowly rotated, drawing a brilliant golden trail. "I have fought hundreds of battles and never lost a single one!"

"You should be the leader of the Ashura Blood Battle Flag Army, commanding the battle formations of all directions!"

The rune suddenly fell and sank into Binglanwan's eyebrows.

As the last word fell, the golden magatama suddenly fell and pierced into Binglanwan's eyebrows like a meteor.

In an instant, the air around him condensed into thousands of ice crystals, and the demonic patterns burst out with a cold light that pierced through the twilight.

When he looked up again, his silver eyes were completely cold, like the eternally frozen earth of the Far North.

A sharp cold wind suddenly blew across the training grounds, and the monsters watching the ceremony shivered unconsciously.

The white breath they exhaled condensed into tiny ice crystals in the air, shimmering faintly in the twilight.

A surge of demonic power erupted from Binglanwan's body, and that power was as violent as a blizzard in the far north.

His figure slowly rose, his long azure hair dancing wildly in the cold wind, each strand of hair covered with fine frost flowers.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather madly, forming a huge vortex around him.

The vortex contained a heart-pounding icy power, and even the space seemed to be frozen.

Bing Lan Wan roared towards the sky, his voice carrying the pressure of an ancient ferocious beast, and all the birds and beasts within a hundred miles were trembling in fear.

"This is... the power of the Blood Battle Banner Army Leader..."

There were monsters in the audience muttering to themselves, their voices filled with awe.

They saw that Binglan Wan's demonic pattern had completely transformed, turning into an ice crystal pattern that ran through his brows, emitting a faint blue divine light that penetrated the heavens and the earth in the twilight.

This scene was reflected in Douya's golden pupils, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a look of satisfaction.

This little demon, who was once defeated by the Red Evil Ghost's Soul-Scattering Iron Claw in the Western Fortress, has now grown into a strong man who can protect the dog demon from wind and rain.

But this is just the beginning!

"Kendomaru!"

Douya suddenly spoke, and the dog demon who was kneeling in the second place suddenly tensed his muscles and his spine straightened like a steel spear.

The Fang Sword behind him began to vibrate on its own, making a buzzing sound.

"You wielded your sword to conquer our clan, destroying cities and strongholds, and claiming the lives of thousands. Your achievements in battle are second only to Binglan Wan!"

Douya's voice was as sharp as the clash of metal. "Your strength is second only to the hundred Asura monsters. I hope you can hold your heart like a sword, keeping your edge restrained. Forge ahead without forgetting your original intention."

"From today on, you will be the deputy commander of the Ashura Army, commanding five elite troops!"

The second golden magatama fell to the ground, drawing a brilliant trail in the air.

Kentomaru suddenly looked up, and the magatama was just sinking into his demon pattern magatama.

"Qiang——!"

The moment the magatama pierced his forehead, Kentomaru turned into a divine sword drawn from its sheath.

The soaring sword energy tore through the sky and condensed into a silver-white sword dragon around him, with scales and claws flying, looking lifelike.

Wherever the sword dragon passed, the clouds were easily torn apart like thin silk. Before the shattered clouds could even float down, they were pulverized into dust by the remaining sword energy.

The evening clouds in the sky were twisted into wisps of fluff, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, giving the training ground a layer of blood-gold edge.

The blood-red light of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, dyeing the training ground like a sea of ​​blood.

The bluestone floor of the viewing platform continued to crack under the aftermath of the sword energy, and the gravel was crushed into dust by the invisible sword intent before it could even fly.

Jian Douwan stood in the air, his robe rustling in the surging sword energy.

Unlike Binglanwan's aura as steady as a mountain, his entire body is like a sharp sword, and his mere presence makes people feel a tingling sensation on the skin.

The clear sound of the sword caused all the weapons present to tremble, as if they were bowing down to the king of swords.

The reactions of the demons below the stage were even more drastically different – ​​when facing Binglan Wan, they simply held their breath in awe;

At this moment, under the pressure of Kentomaru, many monsters have turned pale and their legs have become weak.

On the high platform, Douya's golden pupils reflected two completely different auras:

On one side is Binglanwan, as steady and unchanging as a glacier, while on the other side is Jiandouwan, as sharp and aggressive as a sword.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he was quite satisfied with these two "sharp blades" that were about to expand the territory for the dog tribe.

Douya's gaze moved like molten gold, slowly moving towards the last kneeling figure.

"Red Evil Ghost!"

This call was not as majestic as before, but instead had a rare softness.

The banshee kneeling on the ground trembled violently, her fluffy tail instantly stretched straight, and the hairs at the tip of the tail stood up.

"Although you are a woman, you are as strong as a man!"

Dou Ya's voice pierced the sky, suppressing the roar of the two streams of spiritual energy in the air. "Charging into battle, bravery surpasses all the troops; with glorious military exploits, he ranks among the top three!"

"Even more rare is to defeat the strong with the weak in the battle on the training ground, and to comprehend the true meaning of 'Explosive Flow Break' in desperate situations!"

Douya looked at the red evil ghost who had followed him before transforming with satisfaction, "Time will not let down anyone who works hard. Your efforts have borne fruit!"

Even with the optimization and improvement of Douya, it is not something that a mid-level dog demon can easily learn to use the ultimate killing technique of Explosive Flow.

The bitterness and hardships behind it are simply not something that can be told to outsiders!

The red evil ghost's ears trembled slightly, and his eyes were already red.

She recalled those nights when she wielded her sword alone under the moon, the countless times she was knocked down and stood up again, the countless times she suffered the pain of being attacked by the demonic power, and the overt and covert dissuasion from her colleagues...

All the efforts and frustrations have now been transformed into actual glory!

"general."

The Red Demon's voice was so choked that he could hardly speak.

She looked up at the figure on the podium who was like a father and a teacher. All her grievances and persistence turned into hot tears at this moment.

Many monsters in the audience had tears in their eyes, especially those who had advised the Red Demon to stop being greedy. Now they lowered their heads in shame.

The last golden magatama drew a brilliant trajectory in the twilight, like a falling star.

"From today on, you and Jian Douwan will serve as lieutenants in the army, commanding five elite troops."

When the magatama sank into the red evil ghost's eyebrows, time seemed to stand still for a moment.

"boom--!"

A torrent of cyan demonic power gushed out from the red evil ghost's body, sweeping across the training ground like the most violent mountain torrent in spring.

That demonic power was different from the icy coldness of Binglan Pill that froze everything, and also very different from the sharp edge of Jiandou Pill that cut through everything.

Instead, it flows freely between heaven and earth with the agility and unrestrainedness of the wind.

Dozens of demonic power vortexes spontaneously condensed in the air, each of them absorbing and exhaling the vital energy of heaven and earth like a living thing.

Countless tiny wind blades circulated in the vortex, making a clear sound.

The red evil ghost was suspended in mid-air, and the green demonic power surrounded its body like flowing water.

When she opened her eyes, they had completely turned into emerald blue, with countless tiny storm whirlpools reflected in her pupils.

At this moment on the training ground, three completely different demonic powers formed a tripod.

The extreme cold of Binglanwan on the east side froze everything, while the sword energy of Jiandouwan on the west side tore through the sky.

The turquoise demonic power storm of the red evil ghost in the center pierced through the clouds, like a hurricane pillar connecting the sky and the earth.

This grand scene made Wenwen so anxious that she stamped her feet. She really wanted to draw this scene directly on the cultural sticker with a pen.

When Binglanwan raised his hand, six-sided ice crystals condensed on his fingertips;

Wherever Jian Dou Wan's sword energy passed, fine sword marks appeared on the ground;

In the red evil ghost storm, those looming shadows of dragons.

These shocking scenes were imprinted in Wenwen's eyes one by one.

Perhaps because he felt that the girl next to him was a bit noisy, a helpless smile flashed in Douya's eyes.

"Wenwen, report today's events truthfully."

Wenwen was stunned at first, then her red eyes lit up surprisingly.

"Got it!" She gave a playful military salute. "The General is the best!"

No longer paying attention to Wenwen's quick writing, Douya looked up at the sky, with a golden light shining in his eyes.

"It seems like the Three Talents formation?"

He could see clearly: the ice of Binglanwan represented the thickness of the "earth", the sword energy of Jiandouwan symbolized the determination of "man", and the storm of Hongxiegui interpreted the impermanence of "sky".

The three demonic powers of the same origin but different natures, under the guidance of the golden magatama, were perfectly integrated like the interweaving of longitude and latitude, and intertwined into a dazzling light network in the air.

As soon as the light net took shape, it covered the heads of the Asuras and the hundreds of demons below like a sky curtain.

The blood lines between the eyebrows of every covered monster lit up with echoing light, and the demonic power in the body boiled uncontrollably.

The most astonishing changes occurred in the three main generals of the army—

The ice crystals around Binglan Wan began to show a metallic luster, Jiandou Wan's sword energy gradually turned light gold, and a dragon-shaped shadow faintly emerged in the storm of the Red Evil Ghost.

The demonic power of the three people continued to rise as they blended with hundreds of demons, like three rushing torrents converging into a sea.