The Marvel Travels of the Beast God General

"when!"

Chiriqui instantly appeared next to Yukio and suddenly swung the sword in his right hand.

Yukio only had time to turn slightly sideways and adjust the knife in front of him.

Chiriqui's sword had already struck with a streak of snow-white blade.

A spark flashed, and Yukio felt a strong force coming from the knife, causing her to stumble back two steps unconsciously.

When Chiriqui saw this opportunity, his eyes lit up, and then he disappeared suddenly.

"Pfft!"

He instantly appeared behind Yukio, raised the knife in his right hand, turned his wrist, and stabbed it out fiercely.

Because Yukio's body was unstable and he couldn't exert any force on his abdomen, he could only withstand the blow.

Seeing his knife pass through Yukio's back and through his chest, Chiriqui slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said with a hint of disdain.

"Haha, Heikong? Nothing more than that!"

Yukio stood there, staring at the tip of the knife emerging from his chest, and bursts of red light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Chiriqui's laughter faltered. He found that Yukio had an ominous aura all over him. Scarlet light spread out from the exposed parts of Yukio's hands, and veins bulged high.

Upon seeing this, Chiriqui immediately pulled out his sword, dodged, and distanced himself from Yukio.

Yukio ignored Chiriqui's actions and roared towards the sky, venting his anger. Then, she slowly turned around and stared at Chiriqui closely with her eyes full of bloodthirsty light.

Chiriqui felt a little shaken in his heart. Through Yukio's damaged clothes, he saw that the wound he had just stabbed on Yukio was healing rapidly.

"I admit that I have underestimated you, but next, I will let you taste my power."

After saying that, Chiriqui took the initiative to attack Yukio again. This time, he no longer carried out a surprise attack, but directly used his high-speed movement to rush towards Yukio as if teleporting.

By stimulating the power of the beast, Yukio's various abilities were explosively enhanced. She clearly captured Chiriqui's movement.

Yukio stepped lightly to the left, raised the knife, and suddenly swung it down towards the empty place in front of him.

"when!"

Yukio's sword turned into a snow-white sword and slashed through the air. In front of nothing, a knife suddenly lay in front of him, blocking Yukio's blow.

Chiriqui appeared half-kneeling under Yukio's sword. He looked at the knife in front of him with some surprise, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Then, he raised his hands hard and moved Yukio's knife away. He took the opportunity to jump back and distance himself from Yukio again.

He raised his two swords in front of his chest and looked at Yukio warily, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't understand why Yukio would attack precisely where he was about to appear.

Chiriqui gritted his teeth and finally attributed Yukio's blow to luck in his mind. He jumped forward, then separated several figures in the air and attacked Yukio.

Yukio looked at the several figures coming towards him and did not choose to dodge. Instead, he took a step forward and took the initiative to stab the figure on the far right, stabbing his throat accurately.

Following Yukio's movements, several figures in the sky turned into nothingness, leaving only the figure she attacked that did not disappear.

Chiriqui was caught off guard by Yukio's sudden blow. In a hurry, he only had time to slightly reverse the direction of his sword and stand it in front of him.

"boom!"

Yukio's stab hit Chiriqui's sword directly, and the huge power contained in it directly knocked him away and hit the ground heavily.

Yukio slowly walked forward and looked at Chiriqui who fell on the ground with a look of cruelty but a hint of reason. She gently raised the knife in her hand and put the tip of the knife on Chiriqui's neck.

"How is it? Chiriqui, are you convinced?"

Chiriqui raised his head to look at Yukio who was in a black sky in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he said something quibbling.

"I don't accept it. You are cheating. You are using the power of the beast, not your own power."

Yukio looked at the unreasonable Chiriqui in front of him, and for a moment he wanted to stab the knife in his hand. However, she still relied on her own reason to suppress this impulse.

She silently took back the knife in her hand, and then slowly backed away.

Chiriqui looked at Yukio, who was retreating while withdrawing the power of the beast, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He laughed at Yukio in his heart, but he didn't expect that Yukio would accept his unreasonable troubles.

Chiriqui put his left hand on the ground and slowly stood up. He raised his swords and spoke nonsense to Yukio.

"You yourself agreed to my request, don't regret it."

Yukio gritted his teeth secretly and stared at Chiriqui closely with his eyes that had regained the clarity of black and white. Now that she has a clear understanding of Chiriqui's abilities and attack methods, she believes that she can completely defeat Chiriqui with her own abilities.

Chiriqui glanced at Yukio who was staring at him, jumped suddenly, turned into several phantoms and rushed towards Yukio.

Yukio looked at the figures in front of him and did not rush to fight back. Instead, he stood there and slowly closed his eyes.

Chiriqui was a little surprised to find that Yukio had closed his eyes, but he did not stop the movements in his hands, but continued to swing his swords at Yukio.

"Heaven Comes"

Yukio had a premonition of the trajectory of Chiriqui's two swords, so he gently swung his body and swung the swords in his hands continuously.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

After a few soft sounds, Yukio accurately caught all of Chiriqui's attacks and deflected them away.

Chiriqui said softly, as if he couldn't believe that the scene in front of him was real. He became a little crazy, swung his two swords at Yukio in front of him, and slashed wildly.

"Ding ding ding!"

For a while, the sound of swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

Yukio calmly waited for the opportunity while resisting Chiriqui's attack.

Suddenly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she realized that Chiriqui in front of her had just raised his two swords, causing the middle door to open wide.

Yukio shouted softly and slashed the sword in his hand towards Chiriqui.

"Pfft!"

Yukio's knife slashed across Chiriqui's chest, bringing out a splash of blood. Chiriqui received this blow, his chest went numb, and he fell backwards.

Yukio put away the knife, looked coldly at Chiriqui who was lying on the ground, and asked in a solemn voice.

"Now, are you convinced?"

Chiriqui looked at Yukio with a cold face and understood that if he continued to dissatisfy this time, Yukio would definitely cut off his head with a knife.

He said in a dull voice.

"I'm convinced, Miss Yukio. You are the leader of the Hand Conference."

Hearing this, Yukio felt relieved. She put away the coldness on her face and looked at the wound on Chiriqui's chest.

"Do I need some treatment for you?"

Chiriqui smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, it will heal later."