No strange things are allowed to evolve!

This is somewhat of a headache.

He was not afraid of physical attacks, but he did lack the same means of countering such spells.

Fortunately, although the lava was powerful and covered a wide area, it did not move very fast.

Even though the lava seemed to be able to lock onto Jiang Shu's head and keep spewing out, it always missed by just a little bit and could never cause any real damage to Jiang Shu.

"Hey! All you can do is dodge? Didn't you just say you were going to get serious?"

Seeing Jiang Shu flee in a sorry state, Hiroshima Reiwa couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"Nonsense!" Jiang Shu said, taking a moment to retort, "Isn't that what I'm doing right now? If I wasn't, I would have been burned to death by now!"

After a pause, he retorted, "So what if the skill damage is high? It's useless if you can't hit anyone, right?"

"Oh? Is that so?" Hiroshima Heatwave didn't seem to care at all.

If it's just a high-damage skill, how could it become his signature move?

The real killer move hidden beneath the surface is not the direct damage it causes!

"It looks impressive, but as he said, it's meaningless if you can't hit anyone." Bo Ya, who was watching the battle, obviously thought that Hiroshima Heatwave's skills were flashy but impractical, and didn't take them too seriously.

But she also knew that Jiang Shu's situation was actually quite similar.

If the Hiroshima heatwave can fly, then if Jiang Shu on the ground doesn't have a similar skill, she also won't be able to hit it.

If Jiang Shu doesn't have any offensive skills, then regardless of whether the opponent's attacks are effective, he is already in an invincible position.

However, just as Boya was pondering how to curb the Hiroshima heatwave, Yuki-oh suddenly said, "No, wait... I think it's probably not that simple."

"Ok?"

"Have you noticed that when those magma erupts, it's not like a regular skill that only has one wave and is one-time, but it's continuous, and even if it doesn't hit him, it doesn't just disappear."

“Hmm…” Bo Ya looked closely and indeed found that even though it was just a small, insignificant mass of magma that did not merge with or spread with other magma, but simply lay there quietly, it showed no signs of cooling down, let alone disappearing.

They were still glowing a crimson red and bubbling.

"It seems that's really true..."

Snow King frowned: "Although its destructive power is also very strong, I think the greatest threat of this skill is not the direct damage it causes, but its ability to create terrain."

“Terrain…” Bo Ya suddenly realized: “You mean, these magma spewing out randomly are actually that guy called Hiroshima Heatwave gradually shrinking the area he can move in, trying to trap him?”

"That's right, this is actually a control skill that can manipulate the battlefield."

"Then...doesn't that mean we're on a countdown now?" Bo Ya panicked. "If we can't stop it within the time limit, then in the end we'll have no way to avoid it. We'll be doomed to suffer both the damage from the lava and the upcoming Hiroshima heat wave, won't we?"

“Yes.” The Snow King’s eyes were more serious and earnest than ever before: “We’ll see when he finds out.”

The Sugar Knight, who had been watching the two closely, was slightly startled, then nodded knowingly.

While his analysis and research on evolved beings may not be as thorough as Boya's, his combat intuition and awareness are quite sharp.

He silently surveyed the crowd of people shouting and yelling in front of the light screen.

Most of those who witnessed the Hiroshima heatwave only discovered its essence after the "Mount Fuji eruption" had already become a decisive blow.

Those who can be with these two are definitely not cheerleaders... he thought to himself.

"What's wrong? Why is it getting harder and harder?"

The heatwave in Hiroshima is not in a hurry at all, as leisurely as an ant that is being teased with stones and sand and can't find a way out.

"Does it feel like... there are fewer and fewer routes to avoid?"

Jiang Shu did not answer.

He just kept jumping around.

At first, he was able to run away with long strides.

But gradually, not only are there fewer and fewer routes to avoid, but there are also fewer and fewer places to land.

This often forced him to tiptoe and jump into the open spaces between the lava pools that hadn't yet merged together.

Although these movements look very elegant, like those of a seasoned ballet dancer.

But only Jiang Shu knew how focused he had to be every moment in order to react to the falling lava from above while quickly finding his next foothold.

Over time, not only did my mind begin to feel numb, but even my eyes started to feel dry and tired.

Because he was constantly staring wide-eyed, enduring both the scorching heat and the blinding light pollution.

He didn't even dare to blink, afraid that when he opened his eyes again he would see something wrong and step on the wrong spot.

Seeing that Jiang Shu was only concerned with fleeing in a sorry state, completely unaware that his escape route was gradually decreasing and that he was slowly being trapped in an increasingly tight encirclement, Hiroshima Heatwave suddenly felt bored.

"They were shouting so loudly, I thought they really had some skills, but it turns out it's all the same..."

Time passed by, second by second.

The enormous arena was almost entirely covered with a layer of scorching lava after Jiang Shu ran a few laps.

Jiang Shu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He discovered that, apart from the small patch of open space at the edge of the arena where he was now standing on one leg, there was nowhere else in sight where he could stand.

Ahead lies a sea of ​​fire; behind lies the fall into the arena.

A burst of lava shot towards us.

With no room to hide, Jiang Shu had no choice but to desperately turn to the side, using a contorted posture that no human could possibly manage to avoid the mass of lava.

His linen shorts weren't so lucky.

It caught fire quickly after being lightly brushed by the lava, and if Jiang Shu hadn't extinguished it in time, the flames would have burned the very thing that should never have been burned.

Even so, a large hole was still left in the pants.

A perfectly good pair of shorts has been turned into a short skirt.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Shu stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his heart filled with turmoil.

"What?! These pants aren't indestructible?"

"Why are you still concerned about this at a time like this?" Hiroshima Heatwave was somewhat speechless.

"Do you think this is insignificant?" Jiang Shu roared, "I know a girl who can develop muscles. If she were standing here right now, and she were to be exposed because of this trivial matter you're talking about, would you still be so nonchalant?!"

"What does this have to do with me..."

"When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent!"

Meanwhile, Xue Wang, standing outside the arena, had already lowered his head and covered his forehead.

No wonder I hadn't realized the true danger of this skill; I'd been thinking about this kind of thing all along...

Bo Ya noticed Xue Wang's reaction and realized something.

"The person he's talking about, it's not you, is it?"

"Um..."

"Alright!" Hiroshima Heatwave finally couldn't stand Jiang Shu's incessant chatter any longer: "If you're really unhappy with all this nonsense, I'll just burn you and your underwear right now!"

The vertical crack behind the Hiroshima heatwave slowly opened, revealing the flames that were stirring and gradually boiling within.

Even if nothing is said, anyone can tell that something is brewing and brewing inside.

The big one is coming!

Seeing this, Jiang Shu frowned.

"So this is the final blow? The wind-up was too long, so it had to restrict the opponent, leaving them with no way to dodge, before it could actually be launched?"

"It's too late to realize this now."

The Hiroshima heatwave looked down at Jiang Shu with indifference and disdain in its eyes.

"Moreover, a long wind-up isn't all a drawback. It allows my prey to watch helplessly as they are about to be destroyed, fully experiencing the despair of powerlessness, doesn't it?"

Jiang Shu moved her toes.

At this moment, half of his foot had already stepped outside the arena, his body swaying, with only his toes firmly gripping the edge.

"Prepare for the final burst—the climax of Mount Fuji!"

As Hiroshima Heatwave finished speaking, a tsunami formed from magma surged forth with immense force from the crack behind him.

That extreme heat can instantly incinerate everything it touches.

Even if you survive the magic damage, there's still a second stage.

Faced with that overwhelming force, anyone who was struck solidly would be shattered to pieces.

Even Bin, the eldest brother, could probably learn to bend over!

In the final moment before Jiang Shu was about to be engulfed by the lava tsunami, his eyes suddenly became much clearer.

"The climax of Mount Fuji, huh...?"

"I was just saying this crack looked really weird..."

boom!!!

Seeing the lava tsunami with waves a hundred meters high engulfing Jiang Shu, Bo Ya finally succumbed to despair.

In the end, nothing happened.

"Anyway, my first performance was really terrible..." She sighed, her face revealing undisguised disappointment.

Snow King opened his eyes wide, trying to see something from it, whether it was Jiang Shu's scheme or a turning point, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see anything.

"Stop looking," Sugar Knight said with some regret. "It really was hit squarely."

The Snow King's eyes gradually dimmed amidst the cheers and shouts of the crowd celebrating the Hiroshima heatwave...

But just when everyone thought that Jiang Shu was finished and completely crushed without showing anything, there was still one person who did not give up on him.

This person was none other than Hiroshima Atsuro.

"No...the voice is wrong..."

Just as the tsunami was about to crash down on Jiang Shu, an uncontrollable unease arose in his eyes.

Normally, the sound of being hit should be a "sizzle," but why was it a "boom" this time?

It wasn't instantly refined by evaporation, but rather produced an explosive roar.

How is this going?

Is it just my imagination...?

No, no, no one understands the climax of Mount Fuji better than me...

But why...?

Just as he was puzzled by this.

In a place unnoticed by anyone, not even by the Hiroshima heatwave.

A small piece of magma rose up, releasing a puff of white steam. The crimson light gradually dimmed, and then it began to harden and turn black.

Such subtle changes are occurring everywhere.

Then, like white hair, it began to spread to the surrounding area.

In the blink of an eye, the lava turned into whole sheets of obsidian.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

Before the 100-meter-high wave had even completely receded, everything was already over.

Just as rain freezes into ice before it falls, and magma forms a massive mountain before it can engulf Jiang Shu.

This time, not only Hiroshima was experiencing a heatwave, but even people outside the hatchery noticed something was wrong.

"Is this the new trick he came up with for making Sachima?"

"It should be... but why does it look so strange no matter how I look at it... Is this an attempt to crush the opponent with a mountain of obsidian?"

No one could understand it.

Even the Sugar Knight looked confused.

But only Hiroshima Heatwave knew that this had nothing to do with him.