Comprehensive comics, starting from Demon Slayer, fusion of Gojo Satoru template

Ye Ming's eyes condensed, feeling the momentum rising again on Gojo Satoru. "Interesting, it seems that you have already mastered the trick of breathing."

Gojo Satoru grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "Hehehe, I'm sorry for stealing your tricks."

After saying that, Gojo Satoru disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Ye Ming, punching out. Ye Ming reacted very quickly, dodged sideways, and punched back at the same time. The two fists collided again, making a dull sound.

This time, Gojo Satoru's strength was obviously enhanced a lot, and Ye Ming also felt the pressure. He immediately adjusted his breathing to make himself more focused.

"Humph, it's your ability to learn it, but this is not enough." Ye Ming said in a low voice, exerted force on his legs, and rushed towards Gojo Satoru like an arrow from a string. Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry, his figure flickered like a ghost, and he easily avoided Ye Ming's attack.

The two of them fought back and forth in the woods, their speed getting faster and faster, and their figures were almost hard to see clearly. The wind of fists and the shadow of legs intertwined, the surrounding trees were constantly broken, and the fallen leaves were flying all over the sky.

After Ye Ming and Gojo Satoru collided again, they quickly separated. Both of them were slightly panting, but their eyes were full of fiery fighting spirit.

Ye Ming moved his shoulders and took the lead in attacking. He rushed forward like a cheetah and blasted Gojo Satoru with a straight punch. Gojo Satoru dodged sideways and grabbed Ye Ming's arm, trying to throw him over his shoulder. Ye Ming reacted very quickly, supported the ground with his other hand, and turned over to break free from Gojo Satoru's control.

Then, Ye Ming swept his legs, and Gojo Satoru jumped high to avoid it. Gojo Satoru kicked out with his legs in the air, and Ye Ming raised his arms to block. The powerful impact made him step back a few steps.

After Ye Ming stabilized his body, he rushed forward again. His fists rained down like raindrops, while Gojo Satoru dodged flexibly, occasionally finding a gap to counterattack. The speed of the two was getting faster and faster, and the shadows of their fists were intertwined, making people dazzled.

Gojo Satoru seized an opportunity and punched Ye Ming in the abdomen. Ye Ming groaned, but did not retreat. Instead, he grabbed Gojo Satoru's fist and pulled it hard, while his knee pushed towards Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru quickly blocked his knee with his other hand, and then pushed hard, and the two separated again.

They continued to fight back and forth, and each collision made a dull sound. Ye Ming's attack was fierce and powerful, while Gojo Satoru's movements were light and agile. Both of them were constantly looking for each other's flaws, trying to give a fatal blow.

Ye Ming made a side kick, Gojo Satoru bent down to avoid it, and then quickly punched Ye Ming's lower body. Ye Ming jumped to avoid it, and at the same time, he kicked Gojo Satoru's head with a roundhouse kick. Gojo Satoru raised his hand to block it, but his arm was numb from the powerful force.

Gojo Satoru's eyes condensed, knowing that he couldn't go on like this. He suddenly sped up and went around behind Ye Ming, trying to launch a sneak attack. Ye Ming seemed to have eyes on his back, and turned quickly, punching Gojo Satoru's fist.

The two men were deadlocked again, and neither of them was willing to give in. Sweat beads appeared on their foreheads, and their breathing became rapid. But their eyes were still full of fighting spirit, and this physical duel was far from over.

In the fierce battle, the figures of Ye Ming and Gojo Satoru shuttled through the forest like lightning. Ye Ming's fierce attack and Gojo Satoru's light dodge were constantly intertwined, and the scene was tense.

Gojo Satoru knew in his heart that if such a battle continued, it would be difficult to tell the winner. He began to observe Ye Ming's movements carefully, looking for the fleeting flaws.

Ye Ming's attacks were still fierce, and each punch was full of great power and determination. However, under the continuous high-intensity battle, his movements inevitably showed a slight delay.

Gojo Satoru keenly captured this moment. He suddenly changed his tactics and stopped dodging blindly, but took the initiative to meet Ye Ming's attack. Seeing this, Ye Ming threw a punch without hesitation, with a whistling sound. Gojo Satoru dodged sideways, seemingly avoiding the punch dangerously, but in fact he had already calculated the angle and distance.

At the moment when Ye Ming's fist brushed past him, Gojo Satoru reached out his hand at a very fast speed and grabbed Ye Ming's arm. Ye Ming was shocked and wanted to break free, but found that Gojo Satoru was very powerful. Gojo Satoru took advantage of Ye Ming's power and pulled along, while his body quickly rotated and went around behind Ye Ming.

When Ye Ming reacted, it was too late to make more reactions. Gojo Satoru raised his fist without hesitation, aimed at Ye Ming's stomach, and hit it with all his strength. This punch carried all of Gojo Satoru's strength and determination, like a cannonball fired from a gun.

Ye Ming only felt a heavy blow to his stomach. Gojo Satoru's blow became the key to victory.

But then, something happened that frightened all six of his eyes.Something happened.

His punch just like that...

It hit Ye Ming's stomach. Yes, it hit him. Ye Ming's stomach stretched out like a piece of rubber. !

Ye Ming was prepared to be knocked out, but he also found something wrong with his body.

"I C."

Ye Ming himself was also startled. He didn't feel any pain in his stomach, but he was hit just like that.

The next moment, his body returned to its original state, and Gojo Satoru was bounced back.

"You, you, you... what kind of technique is this? Why is it so strange? That's not right. Isn't your technique unlimited?"

Gojo Satoru widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He stared blankly at his fist, then looked at Ye Ming's stomach that seemed to be unscathed, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

"This... how is this possible?" Gojo Satoru muttered to himself, his voice full of astonishment. He claimed to be knowledgeable, but he had never seen such a weird situation.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes flickered wildly, trying to analyze the mystery of Ye Ming's body. But no matter how he observed, he could not understand what had just happened. This body is just an ordinary body, and there is no sign of the flow of magic power.

"What kind of monster are you?" Gojo Satoru's tone was shocked.

Ye Ming scratched his head embarrassedly. How could Ye Ming, who had loaded the Tom Cat template, not know the reason.

Isn't this the ability of Tom Cat?

Ye Ming didn't know the principle of this ability. It was triggered from time to time, and it was not something Ye Ming could control.

"Well, this ability, how should I describe it? It's this... that, oh, anyway, it's similar to the ability of cartoon characters, cartoon characters, do you understand? Big Big Wolf, Pleasant Goat and so on."

Gojo Satoru understood it now, he had also watched anime.

He immediately circled around Ye Ming a few times.

"Your ability is really strange. There is no difference on the surface, but the body can be stretched like rubber."

As he said, Gojo Satoru pretended to pull Ye Ming's arm.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Let go."

"Hey, let me try, see if your arm can be stretched."

"Get lost..."

Bang.

Ye Ming punched Gojo Satoru on the top of his head.

The result...

"It hurts!! (＞﹏＜)"