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The door was violently pushed open from the inside, or rather, it was crashed open.
The entire door seemed to have been hit hard and exploded from the inside out. Wood chips and lime flew all over the air, and the corridor was filled with smoke for a while.
Fujiwara Ayumu was slammed against the wall, making a sound of the wall breaking. She immediately felt something strange, as if she did not feel any damage from the impact of the collision.
"Um...can you please make way?" a voice came from behind her.
Fujiwara Ayumu quickly turned around and saw that the young man he had just served was stuck in the wall. With his body as the center, the wall had spider-web-like cracks.
Li Muzhi felt pain all over his body, as if his body was about to fall apart. At that moment, he saw clearly among the broken wood chips that the person flying out was Fujiwara Ayumu. He instinctively went over to catch him, but he didn't expect the impact to be so terrible that he was smashed into the wall.
"Are you okay? Are you in danger of life?" Fujiwara Ayumu immediately knew that it was the young man behind her who took the risk to take the blame for her, otherwise even she would have been injured.
"It's okay. Why don't you dig me out first?" He tried to move his hands and feet and found that his bones were not broken. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that after practicing, his physical fitness had improved to this level.
Fujiwara Ayumu quickly reached out and pulled him out of the wall, but his eyes were always on guard at the conference room where he had just flown out, as if there was some terrible monster inside.
Her condition was not very good at this time. Her OL outfit was covered with a lot of dust, and her black stockings were torn in many places, revealing her fair skin underneath. Her black high heels were nowhere to be found, and she was fighting with only a pair of stockings on her feet.
Li Muzhi got down from the wall and quickly checked his body. The impact just now did not cause him much damage, just bruises.
However, he soon noticed Fujiwara Ayumu's gaze, which was also looking towards the door of the conference room.
As the dust in the air dissipated, the situation inside appeared before him.
The moment he saw it clearly, he showed a trace of surprise on his face, and couldn't help but raise his head, because the woman standing there was too tall. He was 1 meters tall, but he could only reach the woman's chest.
"Be careful." Fujiwara Ayumu lowered his voice and whispered, "She is the president of the largest gang in Tokyo, the Bamboo Union, Arima Yanobu."
"Wow... so big." Li Muzhi said inwardly. The biggest feeling given by the woman in front of him was that she was big, big in every sense of the word. Her height was estimated to be over 2.2 meters. She was wearing a black leather jacket and a black sports bra underneath. The size of the bra was simply unimaginable on a normal person, but it looked perfect on her.
The abdomen exposed under the bra had almost perfect abdominal muscle curves, even he was envious. Lower down was a pair of brown ripped jeans and black riding boots.
Chapter 107 Basic Exercises, Don't 6, Sit Down
Arima Yanobu put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were sharp, like a sword shining with cold light, he looked down at Fujiwara Ayumu who was squatting on the ground, grinned, revealing a wicked smile: "Not bad, you took my punch head-on and still stood up."
Fujiwara Ayumu stood up straight and stopped Li Muzhi behind her. In her opinion, the young man had been injured in the attack in order to save her, and he could not be involved anymore.
He looked at Arima Yanoku, showing no sign of backing down, and said in a cold tone: "Arima Yanoku, are you going to confront the Special Affairs Section?"
“Hahaha!” Arima Yanobu laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. At the same time, he took a step forward, and the ground seemed to shake. His expression was ferocious: “It’s all right. There’s no need to care about those things!”
Fujiwara Ayumu's face froze. Seeing that she didn't care about her identity at all, she hurriedly took a step forward, clenched her fists, and white gas formed on her fists, as if she was wearing a layer of boxing gloves.
Li Muzhi stood behind him. Since everyone assumed he was a wounded person, he did not jump out on his own initiative. Instead of showing off at this time, he might as well observe the situation first and find an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. This was the first time he saw a showdown between extraordinary powers.
Of course, the time when Tsuchimikado Setsun did not count. Pulling out a gun and shooting someone in the head was not an extraordinary power at all.
He was more concerned about the situation of Aunt Uesugi Mikiko than the outcome of the match between the two. However, Arima Yanobu's body just blocked the door of the conference room, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.
In the situation where he needed to protect Li Muzhi behind him, Fujiwara Ayumu chose to take the initiative and try to keep a distance from the battlefield to prevent him from being affected.
I saw white shoe covers under her beautiful legs with torn stockings. It was obviously some kind of spiritual power application to protect and strengthen parts of the body.
"Come on, let's have a good fight!" Arima Yanobu's eyes were ferocious, her body leaning forward, and her whole body seemed to be emitting tangible murderous aura, and behind her formed a demon like a demon walking out of hell.
"Bang!" Fujiwara Bu stomped on the ground. With the blessing of spiritual power, his force was so great that a crack appeared on the ground. His figure rushed towards the target like a flash of lightning.
Arima Yanobu grinned, swung out his right arm violently, and punched the figure in the air with a precise straight punch.
However, the collision she expected did not occur, and her attack missed the target in mid-air: "Huh?"
With a loud "bang", Fujiwara Ayumu leaped forward and kicked her hard on the jaw, making a teeth-grinding sound in the air. The force of this blow was enough to make a dent even in a reinforced concrete wall.
Even though Arima Yanobu was able to stand firm after being hit by this attack, his body still leaned back a little.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Fujiwara Ayumu's fists fell on Arima Yanokuni's body like raindrops. Fists, kicks, elbows, knees, seemingly without any rules, but each move hit the vital points, continuously, without giving the opponent any time to react.
"How powerful!" Li Muzhi, standing far away, couldn't help but sigh. It was obvious that Fujiwara Ayumu intended to seize this opportunity and take down the opponent with a wave of burst. Attacks of this intensity could not be sustained at all.
At this moment, Arima Yanobu, who was originally leaning backwards, stood up suddenly and grabbed Fujiwara Ayumu's kick with one hand. The blood on her face made her smile even more ferocious: "Is this all your strength? If so..."
Before he could finish his words, Fujiwara Ayumu used her hands that were holding his feet as a fulcrum, rolled up his body, and suddenly exerted force with his knees wrapped in white spiritual power, hitting her temple with all his strength.
There was a sound like an explosion in the air. Even someone as strong as Arima Yanobu couldn't help but loosen his grip after receiving the blow on his temple, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.
Fujiwara Ayumu regained control of his body and landed on the ground before her. Without giving her a chance to breathe, he stretched out his hands, grabbed her face tightly from both sides, and slammed her to the ground.
Arima Yanobu didn't make any defensive moves, and his face hit the ground hard. The force of the blow was so heavy that cracks appeared on the ground.
Fujiwara Ayumu's attack had not stopped yet. She jumped up with her knees pointing down, concentrating all her strength on one point and smashing the back of Arima Yashiro's head on the ground. There was a sound of the floor breaking with a "crack", and the reinforced concrete floor sank a large distance downwards.
“So strong…” Li Muzhi was stunned by the scene before him. Is this the battle between extraordinary people? It is truly a non-human realm.
The moment Arima Yanoku fell, the scene in the conference room behind her was also revealed. Uesugi Miki was indeed inside, but she was confronting a middle-aged man. However, the two of them just stared at each other without moving, their eyes fixed on the battle outside. Obviously, the outcome of this battle was the key point.
The beautiful concubine Uesugi also saw Li Muzhi at this time. The expression on her face changed rapidly, with gratitude and worry alternating. She did not expect that this young man would risk his life to save her.
After a series of attacks, Fujiwara Ayumu had reached his limit. The boxing gloves made of spiritual power on his body had become noticeably thinner, and he was breathing heavily.
But she still didn't dare to rest, and waved her hand to the limit, wanting to attack downwards.
Arima Yashiro on the ground attacked before her, and swung his arm upwards at an incredible angle. Fujiwara Ayumu was startled and quickly put his hands together to defend himself, but he was still hit and flew back several meters and fell to the ground.
Arima Yanobu slowly stood up from the ground, shook his neck, grinned and said, "It's an interesting attack, much stronger than before."
Then he looked down at Fujiwara Ayumu who was breathing heavily and said, "Stand up, I'm tired of all your tricks. If you can't come up with something new to please me, I'll kill you by accident!"
"Hey, let me be your opponent!" Li Muzhi stood aside and suddenly said, "I believe you will be satisfied."
"Oh?" Arima Yashiro turned around and looked Li Muzhi up and down. Seeing that he looked confident and interested, he turned around and ignored Fujiwara Ayumu over there. "You are the guy who wants to challenge me, right? I hope it will be fun for me if you can defeat Soichiro."
"Then you have to be careful." Li Muzhi smiled confidently. He was panicking. If possible, he didn't want to fight such a monster, but if he didn't take action now, Fujiwara Ayumu's performance would probably make him last more than a round. At the same time, he began to imitate Fujiwara Ayumu's performance with his hands, gathering strength.
This was something he had learned instinctively in the battle just now. When he faced those black-suited thugs for the first time, he vaguely felt a force in his body. The feeling was very subtle, but he couldn't grasp it.
Later, when he fought against Soichiro, he relied on his instinct to burst out his strength and killed him instantly with a single blow with a powerful destructive force far beyond his usual level.
And just now, when he saw the battle between Fujiwara Ayumu and Arima Yanokaku, Fujiwara Ayumu's use of spiritual power gave him a feeling that I could also have this level of instinctive reaction.
It's not about learning how to use spiritual power, but it's something you already have, and now someone tells you how to use it.
"That's the feeling." Li Muzhi seemed to grasp some instinct in his heart and exerted force suddenly, as if something was pouring out of his body, and with his efforts, it slowly condensed into shape.
It was a ball of red, flame-like substance that quickly wrapped around his hands, as if he were wearing gloves of flame.
Not only he, but even Arima Yasuo who was standing next to him was stunned by this scene. His originally ferocious face was replaced by an expression of question mark.
"Uh..." As if sensing the sudden silence in the air around him, Li Mu said calmly, "It's just some spiritual power usage, nothing to be surprised about."
"Nonsense!" Even Fujiwara Ayumu, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask, "Why would you, as a human, use demonic power?"
Chapter 108 What the Hell Are You?
"Uh..." Li Muzhi was also confused. He didn't know the reason. Even Tsuchimikado Setsuna never taught him any Yin-Yang techniques. He only gave him physical training.
"Okay, those things don't matter." Arima Yashiro had come back to his senses, staring at Li Muzhi with a wicked smile on his face. He pointed his thumb at Fujiwara Ayumu who was standing beside him and said, "Are those crappy moves useful? Show me something new. If you can't please me, I will accidentally kill you!"
Li Muzhi put his hands in a fighting posture, not taking her provocation seriously. His hands were fists condensed from flames, imitating Fujiwara Ayumu's use of spiritual power. There was no time to delve into the source of the power, so it was fine as long as he could use it.
At the same time, her eyes were fixed on Arima Yanotsugu in front of her, and with her mind highly concentrated, her movements seemed to begin to slow down.
“You’re not going to attack?” Arima Yashiro grinned, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards him leisurely: “Then I’ll come over!”
When the two were less than one meter apart, Li Muzhi moved, and swung his fist at the fastest speed. It was the fastest jab in a fight. The friction between the fist and the air made a breaking sound, and it hit her right chest accurately.
An unpleasant burning smell emanated from the air, and the flaming boxing gloves formed by the demonic power on the right hand indeed had a burning effect.
However, Arima Yashiro didn't even take his hands out of his trouser pockets. At least he grinned and said, "Didn't you listen to me? It's useless to say anything."
Standing next to her, one can feel more clearly the tangible aura emanating from her, as if she were a demon with magical powers oozing out of her body. A normal person, under such circumstances, would not even think of resisting and would simply kneel down in submission.
When he retracted his fist, he saw that a big hole had been burned in her black corset, revealing the healthy skin with light brown hair underneath, but what surprised him was that the hole was actually concave.
Although I don't know why I am still in the mood to pay attention to these things at this time, as if I don't know how to be nervous. However, there is no doubt that the gap in strength between the two cannot be made up by suddenly awakening a plug-in.
"You have caught my attention, kid." Arima Yashiro didn't care at all that her bra was burned and the contents inside were exposed. Instead, she was amused that the kid in front of her could withstand her aura. Relying on her height advantage, she looked down at him from above, and her powerful aura became even stronger: "I'll give you a chance, submit to me..."
Li Muzhi knew that this was the demonic power between monsters. A powerful monster could make its opponent surrender with just its demonic power.
However, none of these worked for him. He had already experimented with this situation once on Hanayamain Yuki. At this moment, the two of them were standing very close to each other, in a familiar position.
So he concentrated his demonic power on his calf without hesitation, and kicked it hard from bottom to top. With a dull "bang", even someone as strong as Arima Yanobu's eyes bulged out in an instant.
At the same time, the flame burning effects on her feet directly burned a big hole on her ripped jeans, turning them into open-crotch pants.
"It's actually white." He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. To be honest, it formed an unexpected contrast with the image of Arima Yamanosuke in front of him. At the same time, his other hand changed from a fist to a palm, and he slapped her hard in the face.
Of course, Arima Yanobu is not Hanayamain Yuki. Her physical strength is far beyond everyone's imagination. These two attacks are basically the same as scraping, but the damage is not high, but the insult is extremely strong.
Arima Yanobu's face changed several times in an instant, and his entire eyes turned completely black in an instant.
"He was so angry that his eyes changed color." He secretly felt surprised and quickly retreated to keep some distance.
Sure enough, the moment he dodged, a huge fist hit the wall directly. With the fist as the center, the entire reinforced concrete wall began to crack and then began to collapse in an instant.
"Crash!" There was a lot of debris falling to the ground, and a big hole was made in the wall by her punch.
When he was highly concentrated, he felt that the whole world slowed down. He could see Arima Yanobu's attack clearly. After her attack missed, she turned her head with a distorted face and her other hand turned from a fist into a claw to grab him.
"You can dodge it!" In Li Muzhi's eyes, although Arima Yashiro's speed was incredibly fast, he could still see it clearly, and the whole world slowed down.
He pulled his head back, but as he was moving, he discovered a fatal problem: although he saw her attack clearly, his body seemed to be unable to keep up with his thinking speed, and his head was not fast enough to avoid her grab.
As soon as he realized that his eyes were dark, his neck had been grabbed, and his whole body was easily lifted into the air by Arima Yanokaku.
“Huff, huff, huff…” Arima Yanobu made a terrifying sound and said coldly, “I’ve caught you. I won’t let you run away again!”
After saying that, he grabbed his throat and slammed him hard against the wall behind him.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, Li Muzhi was smashed into the wall, and a dent was made on the wall again.
"Wow..." He felt extreme pain all over his body and at the same time spat out a mouthful of blood which sprayed all over her face.
"I won." Arima Yanobu seemed to enjoy this feeling. She wanted to see the regretful expression of this hateful guy, so that she could feel relieved.
"Hehe..." However, to her surprise, although Li Muzhi's mouth was bleeding, he smiled very happily: "You are the idiot, I have already won."
Arima Yanobu was stunned and turned his head suddenly. He saw that Fujiwara Ayumu, who was supposed to be standing not far away, had disappeared. He looked into the meeting room and found that Fujiwara Ayumu had grabbed Uesugi Miki with one hand and the middle-aged man with the other, standing at the window, ready to jump down at any time. With the background of the Special Affairs Division, as long as they left, he would naturally be unable to do anything to them.
At this moment, she also realized that she had just been provoked by this boy and opened the door of the conference room, giving them the opportunity to take advantage of her.
"Hahaha, kid." Arima Yazhi grinned and stared at Li Muzhi's smiling face: "Funny little guy, I hope you can use your strength to please me next time instead of being sneaky and cunning."