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TSSITWON Chapter 81: Battling Against Foko
🕑 Added 2024-11-04 12:58:21 +0000 UTC"Me? The God of Death," Aoki replied calmly, immediately preparing his stance, ready to face the threat before him.
"Mizu no Kokyu: San no kata: Ryūryū mai (Water Breathing: Third Form: Flowing Dance)," Aoki murmured, flowing into movements as elegant as a dance. Water seemed to swirl around Aoki, adding a mystical aura.
Foko, realizing that the battle had begun, quickly took action. "Futon no Jutsu: Sudoi Kaze no Uzu (Wind Jutsu: Sharp Wind Vortex)!" Foko shouted the wind jutsu quickly, forming hand seals before swinging a kunai towards Aoki. In an instant, a sharp wind vortex appeared, rushing forward with terrifying speed.
However, with impressive calmness, Aoki swung his hand, slicing through the wind vortex with the technique Mizu no Kokyu: San no kata: Ryūryū mai (Water Breathing: Third Form: Flowing Dance). Aoki's gentle movements seemed to dance between wind and water, effortlessly stopping the attack.
Seeing his attack easily thwarted, Foko felt a deep discomfort. His vigilance heightened, and quickly, Foko turned and fled, seeking a safe place from an opponent who turned out to be stronger than he had anticipated.
Aoki wasted no time. With smooth yet determined movements, Aoki set his stance and prepared the breathing technique he had mastered over the past few years.
"Mizu no Kokyu: Ku no Kata: Suiryū Shibuki (Water Breathing: Ninth Form: Water Splash)," Aoki murmured softly, the sound nearly drowned out by the rustling wind, but each word carried an intensity that made the air around feel oppressive.
In a flash, Aoki dashed after Foko, who was no longer just running but was trapped in a gripping fear. Foko continuously threw kunai and shuriken behind him, hoping that at least one of the weapons would slow down his pursuer. Occasionally, Foko threw kunai with explosive tags that detonated mid-air, spewing fire and debris in all directions.
However, Aoki moved with a calm and cold precision. Every kunai that flew towards Aoki was effortlessly sliced apart, and every shuriken that approached was deflected with graceful movements. The explosions created by Foko were nothing more than sparks before Aoki, who moved like water—unrestrained yet unwavering. Sweat began to drip from Foko's forehead as he felt the fear sinking deeper within him.
"Damn... damn! Why do I have to meet this guy? I need to find a way to get rid of him... or run as far as possible," Foko muttered, his breath coming in gasps, his eyes blinking anxiously and restlessly.
Foko stomped his foot on the ground, preparing to launch another attack, trying once again to unsettle Aoki. "Fūton no Jutsu: Asshuku-dan (Wind Jutsu: Compressed Bullets)!" Foko shouted, exhaling forcefully, creating a series of wind bullets that shot rapidly towards Aoki.
However, Aoki calmly focused his energy, preparing a counterattack that would strike back at the wind. "Mizu no Kokyu: Hachi no Kata: Takitsubo (Water Breathing: Eighth Form: Waterfall Basin)," Aoki whispered calmly. Aoki's sword swung down, channeling the power of water that blasted Foko's wind bullets to the ground. The impact triggered a booming sound that echoed, completely shaking Foko's confidence.
"Damn!" Foko roared, his eyes blinking in fear. Without a second thought, Foko turned and ran, his adrenaline pumping while feelings of despair crept over him.
Aoki continued to pursue, his steps quick and steady, not in a hurry, as if he knew that no matter how far Foko tried to escape, in the end, Aoki would catch him. Every step Foko took only worsened his frustration, making him increasingly aware that the distance between him and his pursuer never truly widened.
