The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

But now I have nothing to fear.

As Xia Rixuanlong watched the battle between Shiranui and the high-ranking B-class fighters on the stage, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.

His pupils dilated and contracted slightly.

"Oh right! What about the summer floral print?!"

Summer Dragon hurriedly scanned the surroundings, searching for Summer Flower Painting's figure.

Although he had instructed the mercenaries not to kill Natsumi Hanae, given the chaotic situation, even the aftershocks of a supernatural ability could injure an ordinary person like Natsumi Hanae, leaving her life hanging in the balance.

However, after Natsumi Genryu swept across half the field, his gaze returned to his side, only to find that Natsumi Hanae was still in the same spot, without moving at all.

Her face maintained a warm, gentle smile, just like the beloved second young lady of the Zong family.

Because Natsumi Hanae had always given Natsumi Genryu the stereotypical impression of having such a gentle smile, he didn't notice anything amiss at first glance.

Summer Dragon took a step and walked over.

Manipulating the [Black Dragon] ability, he gathered the power of water to form a clear water rope, instantly binding Natsumi Hanae's body.

Then, without paying much attention to the summer flower painting.

The other party is just an ordinary person, and there will be no changes in this plan.

On the contrary, the high-ranking B-class fighter on stage was constantly losing ground in his fight against Shiranui. Natsumi Genryu sensed something was wrong and casually said something to Natsumi Hanae.

"You bastard, if you don't want to be blown to pieces by the aftershocks of this power, you'd better stay right behind me."

"At least I can let you live a little longer."

After speaking, Xia Rixianlong walked onto the stage.

Summer Flower remained silent, her smile unchanged. Gazing at her bound hands, she silently followed Summer Dragon.

And when the summer dragon arrived on stage.

"Bang—!!!"

Despite appearing unharmed, the head of the high-ranking B-level warrior suddenly exploded, leaving him a headless corpse, with a few drops of blood splattering onto Xia Rixuanlong's pristine white suit.

Summer Dragon: "..."

He felt like he'd been tricked when a high-ranking B-level player was killed by a mid-ranking B-level player.

However, judging from Shiranui's panting appearance, Natsumi Genryu knew that the opponent had killed a high-ranking B-class enemy, which obviously consumed a lot of power.

After all, the power of the soul is unfathomable.

In fact, Hoshikawa Oto's previous attacks were all applied to high-rank B-level souls. When the damage to the soul reached its limit, the physical body suffered corresponding injuries.

The soul contained within the mind exploded directly, causing the B-rank high-level to die instantly.

Of course, since Natsumi Genryu was unaware of Shiranui's abilities, he was cautious enough not to act rashly.

At that moment, Hoshikawa Oto saw Natsumi Hanae, who was tied up, following behind Natsumi Genryu.

Her bright, star-like eyes were momentarily stunned.

With her level of strength, just a few years ago when she left, she had barely reached A-rank. How could she be bound by Xia Rixuanlong?

What kind of play is this?

Could it be another of my mother's wicked tastes?

So, Shiranui started glancing frequently at Natsumi Hanae, wondering what her mother's plans were and what she should do next.

However, these subtle actions were noticed by Xia Rixuanlong. As an extremely dangerous ability, the Black Dragon's effects were amplified in all aspects.

Although his hands and feet were crippled, his senses remained intact.

These frequent eye contact clearly indicate that Natsume Hanae and Shiranui have an extraordinary relationship.

That being said, it was strange that Natsumi Hanae wanted to come to Shiranui's concert when they were at the Zong residence, suggesting that the two probably had an unusual friendship.

As for how they met, Xia Rixuanlong had no idea.

He was wary of Shiranui's ability to inexplicably kill high-ranking B-class enemies, but now it seemed he had a solution.

A cruel smile appeared on Xia Rixuanlong's lips. He conjured a water spear, which hovered and pressed against Xia Rihua's neck, and said sternly.

"Shiranui, you don't want this bastard to die like this, do you?"

"You'd better surrender obediently!"

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Chapter 112: Summer Dragon: "Hahahaha...Gah?"

Moreover, even offstage...

Natsumi Genryu then realized that when Shiranui occasionally glanced at his side earlier, it was probably not because of him, but because of Natsumi Hanae.

This annoyed him, but also made him realize that the relationship between Shiranui and Natsume was anything but ordinary.

At that moment, Hoshikawa Oto saw Natsumi Genryu using a summer flower painting to intimidate her.

Her crystal-clear, star-like eyes were filled with astonishment, and her pink lips parted slightly.

Who gave Xia Rixuanlong this courage?

Based on her assessment of her mother's strength when she left a few years ago.

My mother's current level is at least A-grade, and her template power is already beyond the ordinary. Even mid-level A-grade ordinary ability users are no match for her.

Facing a crippled, peak-level B-rank Summer Dragon, Mom could take on ten of them with one hand.

Indeed, because she can observe the soul, Hoshikawa Oto was able to discover from the perspective of the soul that Natsumi Genryu's soul was incomplete, with missing limbs.

He is disabled.

At the same time, she also noticed a slight, discordant fluctuation in the head of Xia Rixuanlong's soul body when he used his powers.

However, since Hoshikawa Oto was unaware of matters concerning divine bloodlines, she simply assumed it was fluctuations caused by the other party using their supernatural abilities and did not observe it closely.

Ultimately, it's laughable to see a peak B-rank threatening an A-rank.

Therefore, Hoshikawa Oto's expression at this moment was quite interesting; she wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Hoshikawa Oto's expression, however, led Natsumi Genryu to misunderstand, further confirming the unusual relationship between Shiranui and Natsumi Hanae.

This caused Shiranui's originally ethereal and aloof expression to become uncontrollable!

As a result, Xia Rixuanlong's lips twisted more and more, and his smile became increasingly wicked.

The dragon's golden eyes were filled with excitement.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"It's this expression that I appreciate even more!"

“But that’s not enough, not exciting enough. What I want to see is you being sliced ​​through the skin bit by bit, your bones crushed inch by inch.”

"The horrifying screams as they perfectly gouged out their eyes!"

Xia Rixuanlong's lips curved to behind his ears, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his long, scarlet tongue licked the index finger of his prosthetic limb, sending a cold sensation through him.

He slowly turned around, looked at Xia Rihua, and his smile was twisted.

Manipulating the sharp water spear, he moved a little closer to Xia Rihua's delicate neck.

Before inflicting injury, listening to Natsume and Shiranui's pleas for mercy, and greatly satisfying one's own mindset, is also part of the foreplay.

However, he saw that Natsumi Hanae's expression remained unchanged, and she did not appear flustered or at a loss.

The distorted smile on his face froze.

Then, a thoughtful look flashed between his brows, and he spoke.

"Indeed, you are quite clever. I could tell from the way you made me lose my composure during the meeting."

"Now it seems you've been hiding quite a few secrets. You managed to remain calm and collected even during a blood-soaked concert, when my life and death were in your hands."

"but!"

"useless!"

"In the end, you are just a vase who stays at home all year round, a well-bred lady who can't even kill a chicken, an ordinary person without any special abilities."

"When you get hurt and feel the excruciating pain, you'll cry your heart out, and I'll enjoy watching your pathetic state!"

Xia Rixuanlong has seen countless people who thought they could withstand his cruel methods.

Without exception, they all begged for mercy under his professional analysis, but what he needed was not their pleas, but the pleasure itself.

Xia Rixuanlong's twisted grin grew increasingly terrifying as he manipulated the water spear, preparing to pierce Xia Rihua's left shoulder and teach this bastard a lesson.

And listen to the appetizer of wailing.

With her left shoulder pierced, Summer Flower Painting will never be able to maintain a calm appearance again.

"bring it on!"

"Let me enjoy your screams!"