Jiang Li's hands shook violently.

The recoil force from the collision of the blades instantly cracked his knuckles.

But he didn't even stop for a moment. He took a big step forward, crossed the last distance in an instant, and came in front of Kurashiki Kōto, whose face was full of surprise.

"Pfft!"

There was a sound of steel entering flesh.

Two figures passed each other.

The entire dojo was suddenly filled with dead silence.

Both Kitarohara Kanata and Ayatsuji Ayase opened their eyes wide and watched the outcome decided on the field.

Jiang Li stood behind Kurashiki Zangren, holding a bloody knife in his hand.

On the blade, there was both Kurashiki Kōto's blood and his own blood.

"Tick!"

Blood dripped onto the ground.

Kurashiki Kōto looked down at his chest.

There was a deep knife mark on it, and scarlet blood kept flowing out of the body.

what……

Lost.

but--

“…It was a truly enjoyable fight.”

Kurashiki Zangren raised his head and looked up at the night stars outside the hollow dome of the dojo, his face gradually filled with satisfaction.

"I'll return the dojo to you. I'll take everyone away. There's no need to wait here any longer."

If he waits any longer, Ayatsuji Ayase will never become the second Ayatsuji Kaito, and the hunger in his heart will not be quenched.

Moreover, he was already satisfied.

This battle was more intense than all the previous ones. The two years of waiting were not in vain.

The spiritual outfit dissipated in his hand, Kurashiki Kōto let out a sigh of satisfaction, then walked out of the dojo, his back disappearing from the eyes of the three people behind him.

"Hey, Claude, why did you fall down suddenly?"

"Isn't this bleeding heavily? I was just being brave just now!"

"He has fainted, call an ambulance!"

In the open space outside the dojo, more than ten people hurriedly lifted up the unconscious Kurashiki Kōto and carried him out of the mountain.

"Wait a minute."

But a voice suddenly came from the dojo behind them and fell into the ears of Tan Lang's students. It was like the god of death urging them to die, making them stop instantly.

"You stay."

Jiang Li appeared at the entrance of the dojo and nodded his chin to a Mohawk-haired student among the dozen or so students.

"……I?"

The Mohawk pointed at himself.

After receiving Jiang Li's affirmative answer, he forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

Seeing this, the others quickly carried Kurashiki away, and only Mohawk Head stayed behind trembling in fear.

Looking at the flattering smile on the Mohawk man's face, Jiang Li raised his feet and walked up slowly.

The smile on his face gradually became warmer.

"It's you who punched me in the restaurant earlier and hit me in the face, right?"

"Ah...this..."

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the Mohawk's forehead and his eyes rolled around.

"boom!"

Before he could think of any good words to say, Jiang Li slashed at him with the back of his knife, knocking him to the ground.

"I told you to hit me in the face! I told you to hit me in the face! You don't know how to spell death, do you...!"

Jiang Li slashed at Mohawk's face more than ten times in a row, beating him until his nose and face were swollen, tears were in his eyes, and his teeth were flying. It looked like his face was already disfigured.

"get out."

At the command, the Mohawk disappeared without a trace as if it had been pardoned.

"Well……"

Guideyuan Bifang came behind Jiang Li and couldn't help but think about it when he saw this.

"Jiang Li, the serious matter you mentioned earlier, could it be...?"

"correct."

Jiang Li turned around, looking as if it was a matter of course.

"He slapped me in the face! Does he want me to just keep quiet?"

My name is Jiang Li, and I speak my mind.

When you encounter something you don’t like, you have to complain. When you meet someone you don’t like, you have to attack them.

Never wrong yourself.

Chapter 86 Senior Sister, Let Me Teach You!

2023-06-01

If Mohawk heard this, he would definitely feel wronged.

Although he threw a punch, for some reason, it felt like he hit an iron plate and he was the one who felt the pain. Even so, Jiang Li still came to beat him up.

"Thank you, Nanxiang-san, thank you so much... I really don't know how to repay you..."

Ayatsuji Ayase couldn't help but kneel down in front of Jiang Li, tears streaming down her face, her face full of excitement as if the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was visible.

After two years, the dojo finally returned to their family's hands.

"Didn't I tell you? It's just by the way."

Jiang Li said it nonchalantly, but still accepted Ayatsuji Ayase's thanks.

It was just a small matter for him, but for Ayatsuji Ayase, it was the result of years of obsession and hatred.

"By the way, regarding your father, I know a very good doctor who may be able to help your father."

"Really, really?!"

"Well, there's probably nothing we can do about the heart condition, but we should be able to revive him."

Jiang Li was also a little unsure.

Some doctors in this world are weird and can often perform advanced operations that are so dazzling that common sense does not apply to them at all.

"By the way, is there a medical kit here? I want to bandage my hand..."

Jiang Li raised his hands like a kangaroo, and drops of blood kept falling from his knuckles.

However, as he was speaking, his vision suddenly went dark.

A burning sensation, as if a function overload, attacked his brain, making him feel as if his rationality was burning and boiling, and his consciousness seemed to be roasted on flames.

"Oh no, it came a little too fast..."

Jiang Li's mouth twitched.

This familiar feeling was something he had experienced twice before.

This phenomenon is the sequelae of overclocking and activating neuronal cells. Specifically, it is -

Before he had time to think about it, Jiang Li's consciousness gradually became blurred.

Then he fell headfirst.

At the moment before he fainted, he seemed to see a golden flash of lightning rushing towards him in the distance.

"Jiang Li!"

"Nango-san!"

“…Junior Brother!”

…………

In a daze, my consciousness was drifting like a ship sailing in a storm, and it took a long time for it to become clear.

Jiang Li opened his heavy eyelids.

What caught my eye was a pair of astonishingly large fates, forming a thrilling arc under the wrapping of school uniforms.

The touch behind my head was also soft, not like something artificial like a pillow, but something more natural and soft.

"Junior brother, are you awake?"

My mind was wandering when Senior Sister Daohua's face suddenly appeared in front of me, with a kind and smiling face.

It's a knee pillow.

The pillow under my head was my senior sister’s thigh.

At the end of the memory, Senior Sister Daohua seemed to have arrived at the Ayatsuji Dojo in time.

"This is the school dormitory. Your injuries have been treated by the health teacher."

Dongtang Daohua reached out and gently stroked the boy's head on his knees, his expression as gentle as if he was facing his own flesh and blood.

"Although I have a lot of questions to ask you, such as why you went out alone with Kanata and why you got involved in such a thing...but now is probably not a good time."

Two hours ago, when she rushed to the Ayatsuji Dojo, she happened to see her junior brother fainted. After Kanata's explanation, she knew what had happened.

Bi Fang originally suggested sending Jiang Li to the nearest hospital, but she directly refused.

Because it is not appropriate to send my junior brother to the hospital at this time, otherwise it will definitely cause a big mess.

Although Bifang didn't understand why, he still followed her judgment and brought Jiang Li back to Pojun Academy and asked the health teacher to heal his injuries. Fortunately, it was only a crack on the palm of his hand and a few scratches, which healed in a few minutes.

"Junior brother, can you understand what I am saying now?"

Dongtang Daohua lowered his head and asked him nervously.

"Senior sister, are you stupid? Of course I understand."

Jiang Li looked at his senior sister as if she were a fool.

"It smells good."

"Um...I just took a shower."

The hot breath hitting the skin of his thighs made Dongtang Daohua feel a little uneasy.

But at the same time, she also confirmed one thing.

Can't go wrong.

Because of the incredible speed of reflexes, my junior brother fell into that very strange state again.

Speeding up one's nerve reactions was a technique Jiang Li developed two years ago.

Including this battle with Kurashiki Kōto, he had only used it three times in total. The first two times were two years ago and a year ago, and she was present every time.

Because the aftereffects were so bizarre, he made mistakes every time.

…………

"Hiss! My back hurts!"

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