Chapter 471 Bai Qi and Zi Long's Exhibition Match
Chapter 471 Bai Qi and Zi Long's Exhibition Match
Disdain flashed in Otsutsuki Cangming's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, black chakra swirling around his arms.
His arm muscles bulged instantly, and he swung his fist directly at the sickle.
His greatest skill is catching weapons with his bare hands, and he is confident that he can withstand attacks with his strong physique.
"clang!"
The deafening clang of metal against metal reverberated through the void, the sound waves spreading out as if they were tangible, causing even the distant floating wreckage of a starship to tremble slightly.
Otsutsuki Cangmei's fist slammed into the Counterattack Scythe, black chakra and golden energy colliding fiercely, stirring up energy ripples all over the sky.
It spread outwards like ripples in water.
He thought he could shatter the scythe directly, but unexpectedly, Bai Qi's golden armor suddenly shone with a dazzling light.
The patterns on the breastplate seemed to come alive, flowing rapidly and dissipating all the impact from the collision.
At the same time, the golden energy on the scythe surged into his body through his arm, rampaging through his meridians.
This caused him to pause slightly, and a tingling sensation came from his arm.
Otsutsuki Cangmei was greatly shocked: "This Saint Cloth can actually deflect force and even counterattack?"
"Your physical skills are indeed impressive, but you're not qualified to withstand the power of a Gold Cloth."
Bai Qi spoke coldly, his tone filled with utter contempt.
With a flick of his wrist, the scythe swept horizontally, bringing a whistling wind as it slashed towards Otsutsuki Somei's waist and abdomen.
The blade sliced through the void, leaving a golden trail.
Otsutsuki Cangmei's eyes narrowed, he cursed inwardly, and suddenly exerted force with his feet.
His figure moved like a ghost, dodging to the side and narrowly avoiding the attack.
At the same time, he kicked Bai Qi's wrist with his right leg, which was accompanied by a whistling wind, in an attempt to interrupt his attack.
A faint black chakra was still gathering at his toes, clearly indicating his intention to strike decisively.
Bai Qi had anticipated this, and the golden armor plates on his left arm instantly closed, forming a sturdy shield.
With a crisp "clang," the kick was blocked, leaving only a faint white mark on the armor plate before it was restored to its original state.
At the same time, Shiryu also rushed straight towards the Otsutsuki Galaxy.
Instead of immediately unleashing his ninjutsu, he used the speed advantage of his Gold Cloth to instantly rush in front of Otsutsuki Seika.
His right fist, crackling with cyan-gold energy, slammed out: "Try my hand-to-hand combat skills!"
"Well done!"
Otsutsuki Seikawa's fighting spirit surged. He despised fighting that involved hiding and dodging, and immediately threw a punch to meet the attack.
His fist was covered with a thick layer of black chakra, as if he were wearing a pair of black boxing gloves.
Their fists collided with a loud thud.
An energy shockwave spread out from the two of them, causing subtle distortions in the void beneath their feet.
The surrounding turbulent energy currents were shaken and scattered.
The dragon scale patterns on the Purple Dragon Gold Cloth lit up instantly, and the cyan-gold energy flowed rapidly, dispersing some of the impact throughout his body.
He only had to take three steps back to regain his balance.
The black chakra surrounding Otsutsuki Seika also formed a buffer, causing him to take three steps back as well, though his face turned slightly pale.
He hadn't expected his opponent to be so powerful, capable of contending with his Ten-Tails' power with just their physical body.
"Your physical skills are quite interesting; you were able to withstand one of my punches."
Otsutsuki Seikawa wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes growing increasingly sharp, and the contempt in his heart was gradually replaced by seriousness.
"But that's all! You think you can beat me like that? How naive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved again, his feet stomping rapidly in the air, leaving a series of black afterimages.
His fists slammed towards Shiryu like a storm, each punch containing the violent power of the Ten-Tails.
The speed of the punches was so fast that the shadow of the fists was almost invisible, and the wind from the punches carried a sharp sound that tore through space—this was the Otsutsuki clan's top-level taijutsu, "Arakami-ken," which was deadly and aimed at the enemy's vital points.
Zi Long's eyes narrowed, his footwork shifted, and his figure dodged with the agility of a willow catkin in the wind.
The wing armor of the Gold Cloth trembled slightly, helping him adjust the angle of his dodge.
At the same time, he quickly blocked with both hands, constantly colliding with Otsutsuki Seikawa's fists, producing a series of metallic clanging sounds.
Despite his relentless attacks, Shiryu remained completely unharmed, causing Otsutsuki Seika to grow increasingly agitated.
He hadn't expected his opponent to be so agile in dodging.
As the Ten-Tails' Jinchūriki, Otsutsuki Seikawa's reaction speed far surpassed that of ordinary people. In the brief moment when Shiryu dodged again, he sensed an opportunity.
The black chakra around his body instantly condensed into a thick shield, and at the same time he raised his hand to activate the Rinnegan's ability—Shinra Tensei.
"Give me a refund!"
He let out a low growl, and a powerful repulsive force erupted from his palm, forming an invisible barrier.
Like a tidal wave, they surged towards the purple dragon, attempting to repel its attacks or even injure it.
The sudden attack caused Naruto, who was watching from a distance, to cry out in alarm, "Watch out!"
But Shiryu's light-speed punch was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the reaction limit of Otsutsuki Seika.
Just as the repulsive force of Shinra Tensei was about to touch him, his fist had already struck out first.
The cyan fist shadows, as dense as lightning, crashed towards the Otsutsuki Galaxy with a sharp, piercing sound.
The moment the black chakra shield was formed, it was pierced by a series of dense blue fist shadows.
Ripples spread across the surface of the shield, which then shattered like glass, making a crisp "crack" sound.
Several fists imbued with the power of shockwaves slammed into Otsutsuki Seikawa's body without any resistance, producing dull impact sounds.
Otsutsuki Seika let out a muffled groan, his body staggering backward as if struck by a giant hammer.
The clothes on his chest were shattered, faint bruises appeared on his skin, and black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He was filled with shock: "This speed... how could it be so fast!"
"Hmph, a mere trick!"
Otsutsuki Seikawa steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a fierce and angry glint flashed in his eyes.
He never expected to be forced into such a sorry state by someone, which made him feel humiliated like never before.
The black chakra around him surged again, and the huge phantom of the Ten-Tails slowly unfolded behind him, blotting out the sky.
It exuded an aura of destruction, its enormous beastly eyes flashing with crimson light as it stared intently at the purple dragon.
He raised his hand and struck out with a palm towards the Purple Dragon, the palm wind carrying terrifying destructive energy.
Wherever it passed, it tore the space open with tiny cracks, making a hissing sound.
Zi Long's eyes narrowed, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.
With a light tap of his foot, a gust of wind from his palm grazed past his golden armor, blasting a piece of starship wreckage behind him into dust.
At the same time, he seized this fleeting opportunity and quickly gathered chakra at his fingertips.
Transforming into a thin, bluish-gold ray of light, it precisely struck Otsutsuki Seikawa's body: "Pressure point strike!"
This is a unique technique that Shiryu developed after studying the Gentle Fist of the Hyuga clan and combining it with his own chakra characteristics.
It can precisely block the enemy's chakra flow and limit the power of their techniques.
"Once your pressure points are hit, your power will be greatly weakened!"
Otsutsuki Seika felt his chakra suddenly stagnate, like a blocked river unable to flow smoothly.
The power of the palm technique instantly diminished, and the originally violent palm wind weakened, eventually dissipating into the void.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Zilong leaped into the air.
The blue chakra around his body rapidly gathered, transforming into a lifelike golden Chinese-style dragon.
The dragon's scales are clearly visible, and its eyes are majestic.
"Lushan Rising Dragon Strike!"
The golden dragon, with its world-destroying power, swooped down towards the Otsutsuki Galaxy, its claws gleaming with sharp light.
With a crisp "crack," Otsutsuki Seika's chakra shield was instantly shattered, and the golden dragon crashed into him without any resistance.
Otsutsuki Seika spewed out a mouthful of black blood, which turned into droplets of ink in the air, carrying a strong aura of chakra.
His body tumbled dozens of times in the air before he could barely regain his balance.
His chest heaved violently, his eyes filled with pain and horror—he had never imagined that he, as the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, would be beaten so badly.
Even with the super-fast regeneration ability of the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, Ōtsutsuki Seika still had obvious wounds on the part of him that was hit.
The muscle tissue at the wound site kept twisting and writhing, but it could not heal quickly.
Shiryu's attacks contain a special disruptive ability that can suppress the enemy's regeneration.
This was also a method he specifically prepared to deal with the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki.
Ōtsutsuki Seikawa looked down at his wounds, and for the first time, fear rose in his heart: "What kind of power is this? It can actually suppress my regenerative abilities!"
He endured the pain and gathered his chakra again, trying to dispel the interfering power within his body.
No matter how hard I tried, the wound healed at an alarmingly slow pace.
Meanwhile, the battle between Bai Qi and Otsutsuki Cangming has also entered a heated phase.
Seeing Bai Qi's fierce attacks and the impeccable defense of his Gold Cloth, Otsutsuki Cangming dared not underestimate him in the slightest.
The previous disdain had vanished, replaced by solemnity.
He knew that physical skills alone would be insufficient to defeat his opponent, so he used divine magic in conjunction: "Meteor Shower!"
In the distant asteroid belt, several giant meteorites, some thousands of meters in size, are being forcibly pulled by gravity.
It hurtled rapidly toward Bai Qi, smashing many small meteorites along the way and creating even more debris attacks, making for a spectacular scene.
At the same time, Ōtsutsuki Cangming's hands moved again, giving Bai Qi no chance to catch his breath.
A large number of meteorites formed a pincer movement, blocking all of Bai Qi's evasion routes.
A cold smile crept across his lips: "Even if your Saint Cloth has the strongest defense, being attacked from both sides like this will surely kill you!"
Bai Qi's eyes remained calm and unmoved, as if the scene of destruction before him had nothing to do with him.
The energy within his body rapidly flowed into the Gold Cloth, causing it to shine brightly.
"The same trick won't work on me!"
The giant meteorite struck first, crashing into Bai Qi's energy barrier with a whooshing sound.
The golden barrier trembled slightly, but showed no signs of breaking.
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