My wife is the stand-in.

"cold!"

Left with no other option, he sought help from outside the arena.

Rin, who had been keeping a straight face, broke into a smile, as radiant as a night-blooming cereus.

"Now, everyone knows you're a kept man."

"If they're so capable, they should go and live off women too," Amanosaki replied.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Rin Tohsaka helps keep him alive from the sidelines, Amanosaki defeats Mr. Chili.

As Amanosaki roared, the audience's hearts tightened.

Everyone saw Amanosaki retreat rapidly, and at the same time, Rin Tohsaka pulled out her restless hand and flung out a high-quality, exquisitely cut, long cushion-shaped ruby.

"Holy crap! A gem!" a sharp-eyed swordsman exclaimed instinctively.

Nothing more than being expensive.

The gems that Rin Tohsaka threw came from the treasure chest that had become famous after she gained more recognition. The gems inside were of excellent quality and contained enough magical energy to cast two or three independent spells.

This gem is worth close to 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, which is a considerable sum for a swordsman of humble origins, enough to support a fan event offline.

However, Rin Tohsaka simply threw out this gem.

Amanosaki grabbed the gemstone, raised his right hand high, and gazed at it intently at the overhead light.

"This guy who calls himself Mr. Chili is beyond your capabilities right now. Treat this fight as training; don't take the outcome too seriously. If you can't hold on, tell me, and I'll take care of him."

Rin Tohsaka saw that Amanosaki was getting excited, and offered some words of advice with some concern.

Amanosaki turned around and smiled at Rin, then crushed the gem worth tens of thousands without hesitation.

"Holy crap!" The knights watched Amanosaki's wasteful actions with shock, anger, and heartache, their minds filled with curses for this spendthrift.

The budget for an offline event was squandered by this little bastard!

Amanosaki's high-five stirred up the gem dust, and the red dust, under the influence of magic, formed a mist that enveloped his hands.

A bewitching red light flickered, and the red mist slowly faded as Amanosaki struggled to control the magic within the gem.

A bright red crystal pierced through Amanosaki's clothes, protruding like scales from his arm.

Then came the second piece, and the third piece.

The dense, crystalline scales tore the clothes to shreds, leaving tattered scraps clinging to the body.

Amanosaki's arms and chest were covered with countless dense, scale-like red crystals, and his hands were also covered with scales, turning into terrifying crystalline claws.

At this moment, Amanosaki looked like some kind of crystalline monster.

"I originally wanted to make a weapon." Amanosaki scratched his head with his claw-like hand and gave Rin Tohsaka an awkward smile. "I had to settle for second best."

Rin Tohsaka carefully examined the crystals attached to Amanosaki's body and shook her head slightly:

“I think your current approach is more correct than using weapons.”

With the sharing of ideas, Amanosaki suddenly realized something.

These crystals adhered firmly to his skin, as if he had used super glue, and the interlocking scale structure far exceeded the tensile strength of a single scale.

Most importantly, the scales formed by these magic spells are equivalent to an exoskeleton. After Mr. Chili's internal energy penetrates the crystals, much less capsaicin can enter his flesh.

This undoubtedly prolonged Amanosaki's resistance time.

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to be so quick-witted." Rin Tohsaka nodded approvingly, "But it might hurt a lot to take this off."

Amanosaki shook his head: 'I didn't even think of that; it's hardly a quick wit.'

"It's alright. Do you remember your math class representative in middle school? He could always figure out the answer at a glance; the derivation process actually took him quite a while."

"Oh ho! You mean I'm a genius?" Amanosaki Asahi winked, somewhat smug.

Rin Tohsaka pouted, wanting to say something sarcastic, but then she remembered that they were in a public place and she had to give her boyfriend face.

So she just sighed helplessly, and urgent thoughts jumped into Amanosaki's mind:

"Didn't you notice everyone's looking at you like you're an idiot? Why are you keeping winking at me like that, and you have snot on your nose from capsaicin, you look awful... Now look at that guy."

Amanosaki said "Oh," wiped his nose with a tissue, and nodded apologetically to the onlookers. The onlookers, who were originally confused, saw Amanosaki's face, which was red from the spiciness, and his silly, happy expression. Although they didn't understand what had happened, his keen instincts still made them feel as if they had been roughly stuffed with some kind of food.

"I'm ready."

Amanosaki shrugged, adjusting slightly to the increased weight of the crystals in his arms, and spoke in a cheerful, SpongeBob-like tone.

Mr. Chili, hands on his hips, looked at the now lively Amanosaki and complained:

“I can wait for you, but evil spirits won’t.”

"Sorry, sorry, I was whispering with my girlfriend and lost track of time." Amanosaki held his right hand in front of his face, closed one eye, half pleading and half boasting, "The fine tradition of men from Sichuan and Chongqing is to listen to their wives, isn't it?"

"Well, you're right."

Mr. Chili repeated his previous words, and the next moment, he moved nimbly closer, arriving in front of Amanosaki in the blink of an eye.

He took a deep breath, his solid horse stance lowered his body, and his fist, poised to strike, came out from his waist.

It's still an uppercut!

'Take this punch! I want to see the effects of your magic!'

Just as Amanosaki was about to dodge, Rin Tohsaka's thoughts flashed through his mind.

So, instinctively, Amanosaki neither dodged nor evaded, but swung his arm out and smashed it into Mr. Chili's fist, deflecting the fist that was aimed at his chin.

"Ouch—that really hurts!"

Amanosaki kept hissing and waving his hands.

But an excited smile appeared on his face.

'The pain is only superficial, with small areas of redness and swelling on the skin; this is a natural reaction after being treated with a high concentration of capsaicin.'

Amanosaki recalled the science content in the videos he watched on Earth, thinking to himself that all the time he spent watching documentaries before was worth it.

As long as the muscles are not injured, Amanosaki's magic-enhanced fist can function without any problems.

'Just one punch, just one punch. This guy's physique seems to be only at a human level, not at the freakish level of Li Junzi or that granite man.'

Amanosaki thought to himself that he felt he had a chance.

Rin Tohsaka offered a timely reminder: 'But if the same spot is hit a second time, the capsaicin can penetrate into the muscle. Your chances of winning are still slim... only 30%.'

'Thirty percent is enough.'

'Do we have to fight even if it's only 30%?' Rin Tohsaka tilted her head.

'Thirty percent still not fighting?' Amanosaki licked his numb lips, his face contorted by the capsaicin, looking like a madman, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, like a gourmand who had discovered a delicacy.

Mr. Chili looked at Amanosaki seriously, noticing the man he was fighting and being affected by the previous exchange.

'What happened? I definitely hit it.'

Before he could think, Amanosaki lunged forward, his long, crystalline claws launching a frenzied attack on Mr. Chili's throat, heart, and joints.

Mr. Chili didn't dare to fight head-on. He dodged and weaved, constantly trying to counter Amanosaki with elbow strikes, shoulder bumps, and other techniques while dodging.

Amanosaki adopted a desperate fighting style, focusing solely on preventing Mr. Chili from getting a chance to strike again.

The two were like weasels in a dance battle, standing up and fighting in circles.

Burn-like redness and swelling quickly covered Amanosaki's arms. In contrast, Mr. Chili also had several scratches left by Amanosaki on his body. Flesh and gore clung to the crystalline claws, making him look especially horrifying.

After about three minutes of fighting, Amanosaki finally seized an opportunity and landed a second punch on Mr. Chili.

Mr. Chili, a mere mortal, had his knuckles instantly lacerated by the scales, his flesh torn open to reveal his grim bones.

Amanosaki grinned, revealing two rows of neat teeth, and like a mad dog that had smelled blood, he relentlessly attacked Mr. Chili's body.

He no longer cared about avoiding being hit a second time; at this moment, Amanosaki had only one thought in his mind.

Let's move!

You do your thing, I'll do mine.

While capsaicin may render me incapable of fighting, your body is absolutely no match for my attacks.

I can even shoot through steel plates, so why can't I crush you?!

He abandoned his previous roaming style of play and went straight for Mr. Chili, ignoring his body covered in chili oil, charging forward with the momentum of wanting to embrace him.

Amanosaki decides to wear close-fitting shorts!

Rin Tohsaka, who had been secretly giving Amanosaki pointers, pressed her forehead in exasperation, realizing that Amanosaki had lost his mind.

Humans pride themselves on being the most intelligent of all beings, but ultimately they are still animals.

Wounded wild animals are more dangerous because their wounds trigger their ferocity. The same is true for humans; those who lose their reason and moral restraint due to pain and blood can cause great harm to society and the lives of others.

Amanosaki's arms were covered in redness and swelling, his mouth and nose were numb from previous abrasions, and his eyes were bloodshot from the thick smoke from the capsaicin.

In short, he's gotten desperate, he's lost his temper, and he's acting recklessly.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Amanosaki roared incessantly, his claws slashing repeatedly, leaving countless marks on the wall.

Mr. Chili had ten fingers, none of which were intact, and his chest and face were covered with scratches.

Despite his best efforts to dodge using his trained footwork, he still couldn't protect himself against the already weakened Amanosaki.

Even so, Mr. Chili still spoke highly of Amanosaki.

"The instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm is inherent in living beings. The tiger bench and pepper spray of the feudal era are widely known among the vast sea of ​​cruel tortures because of their extreme cruelty. My capsaicin can cause pain to the flesh of all living beings. Although it will not directly cause death, it is still one of the most troublesome superpowers."

“Amanosaki, instead of trying to escape from me, you keep getting closer. I admit you are a born warrior.”

"But that's the end of it."

After Mr. Chili finished speaking, he opened his arms and hugged Amanosaki's waist, tightening all his muscles to lock Amanosaki firmly in his arms:

"As I've said before, the victory or defeat of a knight-errant does not depend on the level of ability, but on imagination. My special ability is that I can spit things out."

After saying that, Mr. Chili breathed with all his might, and the strong capsaicin was exhaled onto Amanosaki's face, entered the bronchi through the nasal cavity, and then entered the lungs.

Redness, swelling, high temperature, spasms, and pulmonary edema.