I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

"—Hellfire, Rakshasa Fist!"

A hundred Rakshasa roared and swarmed forward!

The earth-shaking commotion suddenly appeared throughout the venue, only to be extinguished in an instant.

The billowing smoke and dust obscured all the cameras, causing countless viewers to hold their breath at that moment.

A few seconds later, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

As a result, the audience could see the terrifying aftershocks of the Rakshasa Fist, which even shaved off tens of centimeters of the ten-meter radius of the arena.

Naturally, you will be able to see it.

The man standing on the intact arena after the smoke and dust had cleared, wearing a red hannya mask, was brushing the dust off the corner of his clothes.

"Are you done fighting?"

Under Yan Liu's bewildered gaze, the brand-new Red Prajna Mask grinned maliciously at him.

Chapter 290 You see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky! Let's warm up with the Iaijutsu!

Yan Liu felt numb all over and couldn't say a word.

The Hellfire Rakshasa Fist is already one of his trump cards.

He once used this move to kill three three-and-a-half-star demons at the same time, and also defeated hundreds of disciples in an entire dojo in an instant.

He stared at Uesugi Tetsuya, who was still standing in the same spot, his clothes completely intact, and his eyes twitched slightly.

The Hellfire Rakshasa Fist failed to cause him the slightest damage.

Are you kidding me?

No matter how you look at it, Uesugi Tetsu doesn't seem like a ghost or god, does he?

If it weren't for ghosts and gods, how could one possibly withstand his deadly attack unscathed, or even without moving?

How could anyone, even a god or spirit, possibly achieve such a feat!

"Are you thinking, 'I'm not a ghost or a god, so how come I can take your punches without getting hurt?'"

Uesugi Tetsu raised his finger and pointed to Yan Liu, whose muscles had tensed like steel in that instant, and calmly stated: "Even though you and I are both under the power of gods and demons, there is a world of difference between us."

"You think I'm strong? Strong enough that I don't even seem to be below the level of a demon or god?"

Uesugi Tetsuya paused, then couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't make me laugh... There are countless people who are stronger than me even below the level of ghosts and gods."

Amidst Yan Liu's incredulous and indignant gaze, Uesugi Tetsuya's soft chuckle rang out.

"Yanliu, you're nothing but a frog in a well that jumps a little higher, thinking you can reach for the moon in the sky just by touching the surface of the water."

An unremarkable plain spear appeared beside Uesugi Tetsuya's outstretched hand, drawing the attention of Hozoin Inari in the audience.

Immediately afterwards, the black and red parts of the Flame Armor emerged from the void and appeared before everyone's eyes, then stuck tightly to the surface of the Plain Spear piece by piece.

Fine, deep purple threads burst forth from Uesugi Tetsuya's five fingers, instantly piercing through the pieces of flaming armor and the plain spear, transforming into patterns resembling a kind of Yin-Yang magic.

Based on an ordinary plain gun, it is reinforced with flame armor manipulated by spirit control techniques, and its power is enhanced by infusing it with Five Thunder Techniques...

In an instant, a "plain gun thunderstorm bomb" with an incredibly hard outer shell, yet capable of being detonated by a single thought, was completed.

"go."

Before Uesugi Tetsuya could even flick his finger, the sluggish flow of flames, so close yet so far, caused his hair and beard to stand on end, enveloped in a thick, viscous sense of impending death.

Immediately, he banished all the numbness and stiffness from his body and used the essence of the Hellfire Kick to break through the sound barrier and retreat.

To avoid being pierced by a single blow from a spear that might outpace him, Yanliu deliberately adopted an S-shaped movement that deviated from his original path.

—Let's retreat for now and regroup!

Yan Liu retreated rapidly, his face grave and his eyes sharp.

He knew he still had one ultimate technique he hadn't used yet.

Anyway, after a battle, there are spirits and gods to heal injuries, so it doesn't matter how serious the aftereffects are.

Just as this thought crossed Yan Liu's mind, the plain spear wrapped in black and red appeared before his eyes as if it were equipped with radar.

!

Yan Liu's expression changed in surprise, his eyes narrowed sharply, he never expected that he could be caught up by a thrown plain spear even when he was retreating at such a speed.

Damn it... I can't get out of here!

"Damn it!"

With a twitching expression, Yan Liu stared at the plain spear that had already come to him. He stopped in the center of the arena and let the veins on his body twist and writhe like a dragon.

In an instant, billowing steam and tremendous breathing sounds rose from the center of the arena, only to be swallowed up by a purplish-black thunderstorm that momentarily stunned all the ordinary spectators.

If it weren't for the superhuman eye protection barrier that immediately rose up on the sidelines, at least half of the ordinary people in the stadium would have been temporarily blinded by the excessively bright thunderstorm.

"Break—for me!"

The roaring flames tore apart the thunderstorm, which was powerful enough to annihilate even ordinary demons.

chi chi chi...

A sound like raw meat being roasted on an iron plate rang out, and streams of charred flames emerged from the center of the thunderstorm, accompanied by two dry, cold laughs.

"Uesugi Tetsuya, I think... your attacks are rather weak..."

"Really?"

As soon as Yanliu raised his heavy head, he saw twenty plain spears, exactly the same as the ones from before, floating in the distance beside Uesugi Tetsuya!

"Then let's continue."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled: "I can have as many of these plain guns as you want."

Twenty... strokes?

twenty?

Yan Liu's hand, which had already lost all feeling, trembled again.

Twenty plain guns rushing at us at once, we'll die, won't we?

They'll definitely die.

Even if they used their ultimate technique, they would still die.

There's absolutely no way they can escape it.

The fear of death, this biological instinct, something that ordinary people absolutely cannot avoid, finally surged into Yan Liu's heart and eyes at this moment.

Even from a distance of over a hundred meters, Yan Liu's gaze finally changed when he faced the maniacally laughing Akabane mask.

He wanted to admit defeat immediately.

It doesn't matter if I lose face or become a loser.

As long as I can survive—

At this moment, Yan Liu had completely forgotten that even if he lost his life on the arena, he could be forcibly pulled back to the real world by multiple ghost-god level beings who were always on standby.

The utterly disheveled Yan Liu opened his mouth...

"I……"

"The game has only just begun, don't be in such a hurry, Yanliu-kun."

"go."

Before the first word could be uttered, the tip of the second plain spear had already touched Yan Liu's frantically raised palm.

Followed by.

boom!

boom……

Boom boom boom!

The last weak resistance from Yanliu was almost instantly overwhelmed by the plain spear that followed.

The purplish-black lightning accumulated, overlapped, and spread, even causing the surface of the arena in the center to begin to vaporize.

In just a few seconds, countless viewers stared wide-eyed as a huge, deep purple sphere of light appeared.

And there are the twinkling stars at the edge of the ring, which only a few people have noticed.

This kid... he's got incredible brute force!

The referee standing on the sidelines raised an eyebrow and stretched out his palm, instantly increasing the power of the protective shield covering the ring several times over.

Once all the lightning had dissipated, Yan Liu, whose body was charred black and missing countless parts, making him almost unrecognizable as human, reappeared in the center of the arena.

boom.

Without uttering a word, he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Uesugi Tetsuya wins!"

The referee immediately went on stage to announce the winner, and dragged Banjiu Yanliu off the field so that several of his colleagues could give him full treatment.

However, in the blink of an eye, Yan Liu, who had long since died, was able to regain some semblance of human form, and his appearance was recovering at a visible speed.

In less than half a minute, Yanliu's body will be able to recover to its peak condition.

"So he won already... I thought he had some trump card up his sleeve?"

I accidentally used too much force.

Uesugi Tetsu clenched his fist with a sense of unease, feeling the remaining 60% of his spiritual power rapidly recovering.

Then he was teleported back to his TOP6 seat under the beam of light, and picked up the two-foot-tall man who was sitting cross-legged on it.

Once he was teleported away, sharp-eyed viewers noticed that even though the surface of the arena was already pitted and battered.

But the spot where Uesugi Tetsuya was standing was completely intact.

The camera, which was floating in mid-air, also moved closer and gave the flat ground a long close-up.

"So, that means Uesugi Tetsuya never moved at all from beginning to end?!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, which drew a chorus of agreement.

"Such powerful lightning magic..."

Takizawa Kai, who had been sitting in Uesugi Tetsu's original seat, felt his eyelids twitching. He found it hard to describe how he felt after witnessing what had just happened.

Calling it exquisite is inappropriate, and calling it profound is unnecessary.

Only "strength" can explain the lightning he saw.

Even someone with a Five Elements Spiritual Body like myself would find it difficult to achieve something like that.

"If a single lightning technique can achieve this level, what about the other Yin-Yang techniques? Not only that... but Uesugi Tetsu's strongest technique isn't even Yin-Yang techniques, is it?"

Takizawa Kai felt heavy-hearted, and truly understood the meaning of Minamoto Shizumi's words.

He stopped thinking about it and began to focus all his efforts on finding a way to defeat Uesugi Tetsuya.

At position TO11, Saito Ryuichi examined the intact ground and pinched the bridge of his nose in confusion.

— Why are there still people in this era who truly practice both spiritual and martial arts cultivation?

It's not the kind of Yin-Yang technique or breathing secret method that involves casually practicing a few simple principles but can significantly enhance one's strength.

Instead, he has a deep understanding of thunder magic and his manipulation of spiritual energy is truly astonishing.

If he had met Uesugi Tetsu for the first time, he might have actually mistaken him for a highly skilled Onmyoji in training!

If even a single path leads nowhere, why bother expending extra effort to venture into a second, vast, and unknown territory?

Is it just to show off one's power for a while under the shadow of ghosts and gods?

Saito Ryuichi rested his chin on a fan.

—But is Uesugi Tetsuya such a short-sighted person?

"It's confirmed, it's the Spirit Control Technique."