Chapter 166: It's like looking in a mirror

Once trapped in the "Ferocious Mid-Rank" and unable to make any further progress, no matter how much he practiced or how much he trained, he couldn't make any progress. Trapped by the bullshit thing called 【Qualification】, didn't Jia Ji feel unfair?

Of course it was unfair.

He also often mocked himself, how could he be so miserable?

Simply like those stones specially used to step on for the protagonist, miserable to the extreme! Miserable to the house! Miserable exploded!

It wasn't even the threshold of the "Frenzy Rank," just an ordinary barrier, but for him, it was like a natural chasm. He had impacted it thousands of times, but he couldn't make any cracks in it.

Firmly, firmly, fixing him in place.

Especially since everyone he met next was a person of excellent talent. The more he saw them easily obtain the power he had to work hard to get, one after another easily surpassing him, the more it proved one thing—what "reasonable," what "reality" were all "dog shit" stepped on by the strong!

The only ones who are restricted and trapped in reality are mortals like him.

Up to now, Jia Ji has relied on his "hard training" and "intelligence" to reach this level, able to do most of the things he wants to do, barely able to deal with the crises that appear in front of him, but whether it is defeating the Red World Demon King or subduing the Zodiac...

But there are always some things he can't do.

For example—using his own fists, using the power and fist techniques he honed, to defeat the strong man in front of him!

Defeat Toguro the Younger!

Defeat that "Holy Light Qi" Sensui Shinobu!

And even defeat that "Fighting God" Raizen!!

Why am I inferior to you?!

Talking about love and sadness, the essence of the Super Beidou Divine Fist, I still can't understand those things to this day, but! My unwillingness will not be weaker than any emotion!

People who are not loved by birth, short lifespan, ridiculous destiny.

Although short, but... in this world, I have existed...

——Fire, can you burn for me one more time, one more time!!

The unwilling heart burned fiercely, using hatred, resentment, jealousy, and envy as fuel, burning them all clean. There was no room for holding back. He had to go all out and do his best to survive. He didn't leave himself a way out...

Abandoning all of this.

The final result was the ultimate "Super Beidou Arhat Strike"!

The final result was the ultimate "Century's End Jia Ji"!

All that was left to push his fist was that pure heart, sincere fighting spirit, and—the pure power that was strong to the peak!

Toguro the Younger was also surprised.

Not only because of the resistance that was stronger than imaginable, but because of Jia Ji's eyes, the amazing brilliance that erupted from his hideous, slanted triangular eyes.

The whites of his eyes were red, full of bloodshot, his pupils were pitch black, but there was no hatred, disgust, or pain, only endless fighting spirit.

He was enjoying it!

Enjoying a battle with him, Toguro the Younger!

Without any grudges, without any distracting thoughts, even the meaning of the battle became unimportant.

Only... comparing who is stronger.

Breathing deeply, the entire mountain forest began to tremble, and the black clouds in the sky were all absorbed into his body, without a trace of leakage.

A certain premonition, from the moment Toguro the Younger received the invitation to battle, suddenly appeared in his heart—breakthrough.

Since he could break through his own limits, why couldn't I, Toguro the Younger, do it?

"Coincidentally, now, because of you... I feel the world has become a little more interesting."

Dark red demonic energy flowed down his bulging back muscles like boiling asphalt, gathering into an expanding vortex at the soles of his feet. The muscle armor further mutated, his shoulders became shell-like, and his deformed trapezius muscles even crawled to the back of his head. Toguro the Younger, who had surpassed his 100% form, had already expressed his attitude...

"Don't! I! Don't want to lose!"

Then, the will and spirit of the two martial artists, which were almost about to turn into substance, collided like tempered swords, and only one identical meaning was revealed in the splashing hot sparks—

"This punch, I will kill you."

Raising their hands at the same time, vigorous and domineering power erupted, turning into the final move to kill the enemy!

Thus, the world darkened.

Vision, hearing, taste, pain, touch, feeling, spiritual power fluctuations, demonic energy fluctuations... these all lost their meaning.

Under the sky, only two fists remained.

A strike that shook the wilderness and was invincible.

A punch that shook people's hearts and moved the heavens and earth.

The air was torn apart by the sonic boom of breaking the sound barrier. At this moment, the gale descended from the sky, tearing away all the scenery.

The mountain peaks collapsed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the mountain forest and earth were in a mess, unbearable to look at.

Jia Ji's right arm had long been twisted into a strange angle, twisted into a twist, and the white bone shards pierced the skin, but he roared as if he couldn't feel the pain: "Still a little bit short!"

"Yes, still a little bit short!"

Stimulated by this unprecedented crisis, Toguro also let out a low roar like a beast. The demonic energy roaring in his body was even more surging, like a breached flood peak, running and surging in his blood vessels, releasing infinite terrifying heat.

At the moment when the two fought, the power levels of both sides began to rise, soaring!

In that silent staring, glaring, gazing, and gritting his teeth to squeeze out the last bit of power in his body, the intensity of fighting spirit and demonic energy became more surging and rising. No one could suppress anyone, and no one could truly achieve victory.

Evenly matched, no winner or loser, simply a posture of wanting to perish together.

——What else... what else...?!

——What else is on him... that can defeat this terrifying, desperate, and frightening opponent?!

——What he has that Toguro the Younger doesn't.

——Is there really one?

——"Don't die!"

That was a call from someone unknown.

Jia Ji's blurry consciousness was awakened, and the last bit of strength, from nowhere, unreasonable, and illogical, erupted from the depths of his soul.

He poured the last bit of energy into his right fist and pressed down again.

Visible to the naked eye, the muscle fibers on his rock-like body twitched like horned dragons, as if desperately trying to escape his body. The last power poured in made the muscle armor covering his whole body begin to crack, and brilliant starlight erupted from the dense cracks.

Toguro the Younger seemed to see the stars in the sky spinning—no, it was the entire night sky being twisted into the shape of the Big Dipper, just like the peculiar pattern on his opponent's chest—only with a small star twinkling on the side.

Then.

The light of the Death Star fell straight down.

"Very good."

Toguro the Younger looked at him for the last time and said.

He kept the posture of throwing a punch and stood stiffly in place, then bit by bit, turned into gray-white fragments dancing in the sky.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 167 =====