I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

Yuan Xinshui pointed to the bag of potato chips in Jiujieyuan Jin's arms, interrupting him.

Kyujou Inu instinctively wanted to hand it over, but after glancing around out of the corner of her eye, she realized that this was actually the last bag of barbecue flavor.

So he coughed twice.

"Sister Xinshui, I'll get you a new bag."

"No, I want this one."

Before Jiujieyuan Jin could react, the remaining half bag of potato chips fell into Yuan Xinshui's hands, and she ate it all up.

Yuan Xinshui crumpled the packaging bag into a ball and threw it into the trash can before commenting to Jiu Jieyuan Jin.

"This tastes pretty good, I can buy more in the future."

After a moment, she asked again, "Xiao Jin, am I being modest?"

Jin of the Nine Tribulations Institute remained silent.

"Xiao Jin, you must remember this."

Yuan Xinshui said: "No matter how warm, humble, and helpful a strong person may appear on the surface... the essence of a strong person can never be humble."

Kujou-in Jin retorted, "I am..."

Yuan Xinshui stared at him quietly, the meaning of her gaze self-evident.

You consider yourself a strong person?

"Fine, I won't argue with you anymore, Xinshui."

Kyujou Jin got up, grabbed two bags of potato chips, and started munching on them.

After a while, he finally uttered a word.

"Sister Xinshui, who do you think will be number one, Uesugi-kun or your sister?"

……

On the stage, Uesugi Tetsuya, who hadn't moved an inch, spread his hands.

"Seeing how scared you are, I won't make things difficult for you."

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Uesugi Tetsu clearly stated, "If you can make me bleed, I will admit defeat immediately."

Yan Liu immediately looked up, his gaze turning icy: "Uesugi-kun, are you looking down on me?"

"Are you allowed to look down on others, but others aren't allowed to do the same to you?"

Uesugi Tetsu shrugged: "Anyway, my words hold true."

"Then—get off the field!"

boom!

Yanliu raised his leg and left a footprint half an inch deep on the specially made arena.

boom! boom! boom!

With each collision of flesh and the ring, a deafening roar erupted, growing ever more intense and faster.

The first step was still visible to ordinary people, but in the blink of an eye, Yan Liu transformed into a black and red stream of light and sped toward Uesugi Tetsuya.

A subtle vibration reached the seats of the nearest row of audience members.

"Hellfire, Mountain-Shattering Fist!"

Amidst Yan Liu's furious roar, his fist, imbued with the immense energy of dozens of steps brought down with full force, suddenly shot out like a supersonic cannonball.

The crimson flames of the protective aura splashed and shot out like flowing water, their terrifying power giving the impression that they could truly shatter mountains.

Then, it was as if it had collided with a solid, unmoving object.

Stopped abruptly.

buzzing...

A buzzing and whistling sound filled Yanliu's head.

In the instant the thin smoke dissipated, Yanliu realized that it was a faint moan coming from his own body.

Before him, Uesugi Tetsuya, wearing the Red Hannya Mask, remained motionless, his eyes filled with mockery.

Yan Liu didn't have time to think. He covered his numb right arm and stepped back in an instant, his mind reeling.

What is blocking me?

There's clearly nothing between him and Uesugi Tetsu!

—But in the eyes of a true master, Uesugi Tetsuya's figure was dazzling and colorful.

All colors were compressed together irrationally, converging on the original Qi circulation.

Takizawa Kai, who could only see spiritual power and flame armor, frowned and pondered, realizing that he could not achieve this level no matter what.

Saito Ryuichi was already sighing helplessly in his heart, pondering how to maintain his third and fourth positions.

The two from Kamo and Tsuchimikado both wore solemn expressions, and after exchanging a glance, they both noticed the surprise in each other's eyes.

Because those who can manipulate spiritual power and internal energy to this extent, besides ghosts and gods who are proficient in this art, are only...

"A cobbled-together shield can't stop my sword."

Genjiro stroked the blade of Hotaru, soothing the bloodthirsty demon sword: "It won't be long before we can fight that person."

"This punch consumed about 15% of my internal energy reserves."

Uesugi Tetsu felt his energy suddenly diminish and thought to himself that Yanliu's fist was quite powerful.

It's barely passable.

However, under the overall coordination and arrangement of a master-level spirit control technique, it's nothing special.

We are still far from the limit of this "shield".

This little bit of consumption is nothing.

At this moment, in the TOP6 seat, the petite two-foot-tall man with his hat brim pulled low was sitting cross-legged, quietly watching Uesugi Tetsuya.

A mere 15% consumption can be fully recovered in just a few breaths.

Not to mention that he still has unused spiritual energy in his acupoints and dantian.

"how?"

Uesugi Tetsu pointed to the young man whose upper body uniform was torn and who was swinging his arms, and chuckled.

"Yanliu, is this all the power in your chaotic punch?"

“Very good... Uesugi Tetsu.”

Yan Liu stomped his foot, shattering his trouser legs and revealing the black rings binding his legs.

"These specially made steel rings were originally installed because I was so bored, to limit my strength."

Amid the gasps of the audience, he reached out and removed all the black rings, casually tossing them onto the ring with a series of loud thuds.

Yan Liu stretched his shoulders and hopped around in place at several times the speed he had before: "You're barely worth me using my full strength for!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yanliu flipped over and kicked Uesugi Tetsuya with all his might.

The supersonic kick tore through the air, creating a vacuum blade enveloped in dark red aura.

Hellfire Kick!

If an ordinary person were to face this, they would be torn in two before they could even react.

Even when Lei Gang, who was suspected of having mastered the Palace of Flesh, resisted, his body was still inevitably cut with a bloody gash.

"Oh."

Uesugi Tetsu flicked his fingers.

Under the control of the spirit-controlling technique, the deep purple lightning transformed into fine lines that were indistinguishable to the naked eye, and leisurely sliced ​​the so-called vacuum blade into several pieces.

It then returned to its original position, slowly and deliberately slipping through the extremely rudimentary loophole in the Qi circulation, brushing past Yan Liu's cheek.

呲.

In Yan Liu's senses, he had only just kicked out Yu Lan's foot when he felt a slight stinging pain on the left side of his cheek.

The young man instinctively raised his hand and touched a sticky mess of blood.

Ugh?

The circulation of internal energy has been broken?

Yan Liu was still in a daze when the sound of Yu Lan's foot being crushed reached his ears.

When was I...?

Yanliu looked up in disbelief and heard Uesugi Tetsu's calm voice drifting over—

"I'm a super useless piece of trash who needs two whole months to even get the basics of the Natural Mind Style, and I've only just begun to learn the Five Elements Yin-Yang Technique."

Uesugi Tetsuya paused, then flicked his finger, severing a tuft of Yanliu's sideburn with lightning, and shrugged indifferently.

"But it's easy for me, a piece of trash, to make you bleed."

This is indeed true.

Without the aid of the soothing incense ash and the visualization of proficiency progress, Uesugi Tetsuya could only increase his proficiency by one or two points in his first attempt at training with all his might.

In the VIP section, Tamamo had already stood up, waving her fists and shouting at the top of her lungs.

"Beat him up! Beat him up! Give this arrogant bastard, Uesugi-nii-san, a good humiliation!"

Chisa clenched her little fists excitedly, but unlike her sister, she didn't chatter on and on. Instead, she silently cheered for Uesugi Tetsuya on the field.

Beside him, Hozoin Inari pondered the two bolts of lightning that had left their mark on his eyes, and licked his lips with amusement.

"This is actually quite delicious."

Motonobu Okabe sat silently.

—This guy named Uesugi Tetsu didn't take off his mask or move at all. Apart from being "strong," he didn't seem to have anything in common with that Tetsu.

It would be great if this guy could wield a sword.

With just a swing of his sword, Motonobu Okabe could get a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Of course, there is an even simpler way.

If Okabe Motonobu just looked up now, he could see the two-foot-tall man she had met before in the TOP6 seat.

Unfortunately, her attention was completely drawn to the battle on the ring, and she was afraid of missing any detail.

"Ryuji, do you think what that kid named Uesugi said is true?"

Inside the same venue, Tokugawa Motoyasu was surrounded by an unusual silence.

"Completely fake."

Tokugawa Ryuji immediately replied, "You can tell from our just-exchange exchange that Uesugi Tetsu is an absolute, once-in-a-century super genius, no less than me."

The next Tokugawa lord, who was also undefeated, commented: "If he had started training from a young age, he might have already surpassed me."

"Is this so..."

Amidst indistinct murmurs, Tokugawa Motoyasu opened his eyelids, which were as withered as tree bark.

……

"Useless? Are you kidding me..."

Yan Liu clenched his fists, his muscles undulating like a writhing dragon, and his skin began to emit steam like a red-hot iron.

As time passed, the pounding of Yan Liu's heart grew louder and louder, soon drowning out the sounds of the entire audience.

The crimson aura materialized and flowed, transforming into one ferocious and malevolent Rakshasa phantom after another behind the fiery current.

The Rakshasa grew taller and taller, emitting wave after wave of cruel, sinister laughter.

If this scene were to occur late at night, it would undoubtedly be described by witnesses as a parade of a hundred ghosts!

At this moment, Yanliu, carrying the suffocating ferocity of the Hundred Demon Rakshasa, arrived in front of Uesugi Tetsuya, who was still standing in the same place, in a single step with almost divine speed.

Yan Liu, whose body had swelled to the size of a small giant, raised his fist and roared with murderous intent.