"Tut-tut, it's really unpleasantly arrogant. Even if the sense of oppression given to him by this opponent has reached an unprecedented level, but Mizuki Koichiro still accepted the challenge without hesitation, of course he will not believe Gojo Satoru's lie that he is weak, because the real strong man, even if he wants to deliberately cover his edge, will be detected by the opponent because of the excessive strength gap, which is not a troublesome trouble.

He just wants to try where the strong people in this world are, and where is his current limit.

"I can do it with all my might, right? the kind that has no scruples, the kind that aims to kill you. Shuiyue Kuichiro took the short knife as a kunai, held it across his chest, and began to control the mysterious energy that had been entrenched in his dantian since he was just now, and in an instant, the space around him was slightly distorted under the action of power.

"Of course, but I think if you can do it, I'm afraid you'll face a lot more trouble than you do now. Satoru Gojo pursed his lips and smiled, without the slightest hint of shame at being offended, only a confidence that was by no means false: "After all, if you can kill me, you will almost destroy this country." "

It's... So strong!?", Kuichiro Mizuzuki swallowed his saliva secretly when he listened to the words of the man in front of him who did not seem to be a lie, he was still very clear about the area of this country, even if it was the shadow that existed in their generation, under the premise that the thermal weapon could take effect on it, I am afraid that they would not dare to release the arrogant words of destroying the country.

But the man in front of him seems to really have this self-confidence and this ability!

" That guy... How strong is it...", a trace of fear rose uncontrollably in Kuichiro Mizuki's heart, but it was also forcibly suppressed in the blink of an eye, as a seasoned warrior, first of all, when fighting the enemy, you must get rid of fear and cowardice, otherwise you will definitely die.

"Let me see your technique first, the kind that goes all out.

"Hey, I really can't get used to this kind of unpleasant and brisk tone. When the last Yin seal was formed, the air and space in front

of Gojo Satoru were twisted

under the high temperature beyond common sense, and a tall orange red fireball of a two-story small building struck straight at Gojo Satoru under the angry cheers of Mizuzuki Sky Ichiro.

"Fire Escape, Ho Fireball Technique!" The

fire ball is like a high explosive fuse that has been ignited, and the moment it seems to break when it comes into contact with Gojo Satoru, it destroys the surrounding environment.

The ultra-high temperature flame that exceeds hundreds of degrees almost melts the hard steel bars into molten iron, and also rolls up all the broken sand and flying stones by the way, forming a large tornado that leads to the sky and the earth in mid-air, the momentum is terrifying, the prestige is huge, and it is extraordinary.

If it is judged by common sense, the human flesh will never survive in such high temperatures, even if it is dressed in the most advanced heat-insulating clothing, it will be directly roasted through the protective layer, and there will be no life.

However, when the flames dissipated and the man in front of him revealed his true face again, what Mizuzuki Kuichiro saw was an uninjured Gojo Satoru with a freehand smile on his face, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

The flames did not rot his roasted skin, nor did it burn his bones and blood with his soul, but made the unpleasant smile on his face brighter and brighter.

"Well, it's a very good technique, the strength is about level two, it's enough to deal with trash fish~ Is there a better trick? Let me see it again?"

"Hey, don't look down on people!", Mizuki Kuichiro angrily squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and his body suddenly turned into a brown and gray shadow, disappearing in place, when he reappeared, the blade had already reached a few inches in front of Gojo Satoru's neck, and he only needed to push the weapon in his hand forward by two centimeters, this annoying guy would be cut through the carotid artery and eventually die of hemorrhage, at least that's what Kuichiro Mizuki thought.

But the reality is so undesirable that it can be described as extremely abstract!

It's impossible...", the trembling voice in the throat of Kuichiro Mizuki seemed to freeze together with the short dagger fixed in mid-air, even if he had experienced too many weirdness, he couldn't figure out the situation in front of him at the moment, because this was not a move that he could understand at all!

The dagger and his own bruised arms stopped in mid-air only two inches away from the Gojo Satoru carotid artery, and it could be seen from the reddened knuckles of Mizuzuki Kuichiro that this young man could be said to have used his life's strength, and even had some meaning at any cost.

But the more this is the case, the more it can reflect the now indifferent Gojo Satoru, how terrifying the strength is.

"What, is it unexpected?"

The tip of the knife hovered quietly at a dangerous distance within a finger, Gojo Satoru stared at Mizuki Kuichiro's eyes, but there was no sense of crisis at all, because he was not the first time that someone else had done this, Mizuzuki Kuichiro was not the first person to do this to him, and compared to those previous opponents, Mizuzuki Kuichiro's weakness was unobstructed.

"You should have encountered this situation for the first time, right?", Gojo Satoru touched the blade with his fingertips, and in an instant, Mizuzuki Soichiro was forcibly broken apart by an invisible repulsion, slamming on the collapsed brick wall behind him, leaving the short dagger alone, and hovering silently in mid-air.

"It's... How is this possible!?how is it possible!?attack... The attack is not dodged at ridiculously fast speed, nor is it blocked by other moves, just... It's gone?!Air Wall!?", Mizuzuki Kuichiro is now in a state of intense self-doubt, if Gojo Satoru uses a speed that is beyond his reach, or a superb skill to avoid this move, then Mizuzuki Kuichiro will definitely only applaud and humbly accept defeat.

But the problem is that from this defeat, Kuichiro Mizuzuki can't learn anything! In this case, the only remaining emotions are shock and appallation.

"Obviously I'm standing in front of you, obviously I haven't even done the most basic dodge or counterattack, but your attack just can't even touch it, tsk, no wonder you show such a hellish expression, after all, it's a newcomer to spells.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his left hand, grabbed the short dagger hovering in the air like a flower, threw him back into the arms of Mizuzuki Koichiro, and said, "Do you need me to explain to you the composition of my technique? This will also facilitate your next move, but under normal circumstances, even if you know the information of my technique, you can't do anything about me."

"No, we're going to be enemies now, right? Although the difference in strength is so big that I want to cry myself, but... I still want to explore the advantages and disadvantages of your moves by myself first, and when I really can't beat it, it's not too late for you to tell me!"

Regardless of the authenticity of the information that is easily obtained, first of all, if you develop this habit for a long time, then the sense of smell in battle will definitely be dulled, and Mizuzuki Kuichiro knows this precept very well, so when fighting against enemies who will not take his life, he often still likes to grope for the enemy's situation by himself, which can be regarded as a kind of exercise.

"Neither ninjutsu attacks nor physical attacks work? No... The flames blocked my vision when the fireball technique burst, maybe the ninjutsu attack could have little effect on him, but he was just dodged

by him..."

Mizuki Koichiro stood up straight from the rubble with difficulty, the muscles of his whole body were covered and protected by the light blue light stream, but they were just a little sore, and there were no bone cracks or muscle lacerations, in other words, this power brought him not only the improvement of ninjutsu, but also the strengthening of the body.

"Chakra can do this just by augmenting the flesh, but... I always felt that the essence of this power was very different from Chakra, far from it. This

question is worth pondering, but it is not worth pondering now, because there is still the perfect training target of Gojo Satoru in front of him, and Mizuki Koichiro will naturally not give up every minute of fighting with the absolute strong, after making up his mind to continue to use ninjutsu to test the plan, he quickly leaned down, picked up the short dagger in front of his toes, and shot it out with an extremely exquisite standard shuriken technique.

The light blue light flow, turned into a short dagger brilliant tail, and the terrifying sound exploded to open a small circle of space in front of Gojo Satoru, if such potential energy is against armored vehicles, the effect will inevitably be outstanding.

It's a pity that in front of Gojo Satoru, this short dagger, which is as fast as a miniature missile, still has the only ending of being stagnant in mid-air and unable to move an inch.

However, Gojo Satoru's attention was distracted at this moment, but it also achieved the purpose of Mizuzuki Kuichiro, and when the former put the realization in front again, the thunder that exploded had already turned into a vicious leopard beast, and rushed in front of him with a roar.

"Thunder Tooth!".

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