Akaza had not reached the supreme domain, so he did not know that a being who had entered the state of the Transparent World could hide their fighting spirit. Nor did he know that even if one entered the Transparent World, their fighting spirit could not reach such an exaggerated level as Lexon's.
He simply felt that the other's fighting spirit was at a level that only someone of a higher tier could achieve.
Invisibly, a strange, fierce wind spread out from Lexon as its center.
"Hmm?" Doma raised an eyebrow, his expression also changing, his harmless smile gradually receding.
Although he couldn't sense the existence of fighting spirit, he could still clearly perceive the change in aura.
'That man is somewhat powerful...'
This was the feeling Lexon gave Doma.
"You are so powerful. The fighting spirit on your body has already surpassed the limits of a human..." after his shock, Akaza felt an extreme excitement. It seemed as if every pore in his body was excited.
He wanted to fight against such a powerful opponent. He wanted to fight against someone who had surpassed the limits of martial arts.
"You have already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, haven't you? To have such a magnificent fighting spirit!"
Akaza shouted wildly with excitement.
"Hmm... no," Lexon knew that he had not yet reached the state of the Transparent World, so he replied after a moment of thought.
In fact, Lexon himself was a little surprised.
Although he had made a certain estimation, he hadn't expected the power he possessed at this moment to be so immense.
The endless power welling up from within his body seemed to be telling him that if he wanted to, he could use some of that power to swing his sword and send a large area in front of him flying.
Perhaps it was just an exaggerated illusion, but the reality should not be far from his prediction.
"I will defeat you!"
Akaza's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lexon. The blood in his body was surging with joy.
An invisible aura also surged around Akaza's body, and power gathered in his fists and feet!
This time, he had used his full strength, unlike the half-hearted state he was in when fighting Kyojuro.
Because he had no intention of turning Lexon into a demon. The other had already reached the peak! Even with a human body, he had reached a level that made him exclaim in admiration! Right now! There was no need to wait for him to become a demon! He could be his absolute opponent right now!
"Bang!"
Akaza stomped his foot hard on the ground. The ground behind his foot seemed to have been shattered into a large crater by the extreme force. His figure leaped up like a launched missile and dived towards Lexon.
In mid-air, his face suddenly became incomparably ferocious. He clenched his fists and swung them continuously, leaving a series of afterimages.
"Destructive Death: Extreme - Disorder!"
In an instant, hundreds of fist shadows swarmed before Lexon.
"Mist Breathing..."
A faint white mist escaped from the corners of Lexon's mouth with his breath.
"Fifth Form: Ring of Fog."
The deep, azure Nichirin Sword was suddenly drawn and swung forward in an instant.
A dense cloud of mist spread out in the direction of the swing, forming an arc-shaped shield of fog in front of Lexon.
The hundreds of fist shadows, carrying extreme wind pressure and impact, struck violently against the dense layer of fog.
But the next moment, all the fist shadows seemed to be like a clay ox entering the sea, losing all trace within the fog layer.
"What?" Akaza was somewhat stunned. He hadn't expected his enhanced version of Disorder to be blocked by this cloud of mist.
'This mist is strange...'
His body stopped in front of the fog shield. He rushed to the side, and after leaving the arc-shaped range of the mist, he stomped hard on the ground and closed in on Lexon's body.
'Fast.'
Even Lexon couldn't help but admire the other's speed.
"Destructive Death: Leg Type - Flowing Flash Swarm!"
After closing in on Lexon, Akaza lifted his prayer-bead-adorned foot and swiftly delivered multiple kicks at Lexon. Each kick burst with a flash of light like an explosion.
'Although it's fast, it's still within my reaction time...'
Lexon had already prepared to counterattack before the opponent's kicks.
"Mist Breathing, Seventh Form: Heavy Fog..."
He reversed his grip on the Nichirin Sword, his breathing settling. The dense mist surrounding the sword gathered and condensed. With a flick of his wrist, all the mist, like a beast released from its cage, enveloped and swallowed all of Akaza's flashing kicks midway and rushed towards him.
'What?'
'This dense fog?'
Akaza wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The dense fog had also enveloped his body.
'What is this?'
After being enveloped, Akaza couldn't help but feel his body become heavy, as if he had been shackled with heavy chains.
"Water."
As Lexon's word fell, the dense white fog suddenly transformed into an azure current of water, carrying Akaza and slamming him hard onto the ground.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Akaza's body felt as if it had been hit by a heavy blow. He spat out a large mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs had been displaced and tangled together. The pain was indescribable.
He slowly climbed up from the ground, his body as if it had just been fished out of water, dripping continuously.
What was surprising was that the water droplets that dripped from his body actually smashed small pits into the ground when they landed.
It was clearly not ordinary water.
'So strong...'
Akaza, drenched from head to toe, looked at Lexon and couldn't help but think.
He felt that the inside of his body was still being continuously destroyed by the water that had seeped in, and because he was a demon, it was constantly recovering.
This kind of pain was simply beyond description.
'He really is a master who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts!'
The excitement and joy in Akza's eyes seemed about to burst out.
'Defeat him! Defeat him! If I just defeat him, I will definitely be able to advance another level in my martial arts mastery!'
"Lord Akaza, you seem to be in a bit of a bind," Doma, who had sat down at some point to watch the show, teased as he looked at Akaza's pathetic state.
"Shut up!" The veins on Akaza's face bulged. He turned his head and glared at Doma. He hated it when others disturbed him at this moment.
"Do you need any help?" Doma seemed to have no self-awareness of being annoying and was still speaking with a smile.
"I told you to shut up!" The blood vessels in Akaza's eyes suddenly appeared, filled with a brutal color.
"Alright, alright, Lord Akaza," Doma waved his hands to show he understood. Then, he stood up and walked towards the Mugen Train that Shinobu was guarding. "Then I'll go over there and have a look, and chat with the cute girls."
But after taking one step, Doma suddenly felt his vision blur.
A deep, azure blade was swinging down towards him from above.
"Wind Breathing, Fourth Form: Rising Dust Storm."
Five sharp blades of wind rushed towards Doma.
In an instant, blood sprayed out...
Doma had avoided his neck, but his body had solidly taken the five incoming wind blades.
"Ah..."
He retreated hastily, and Lexon did not follow up to continue the attack.
"Why did you do that to me? I didn't do anything,"
Doma's face showed an innocent expression as he looked at Lexon.
Although the wounds had recovered in the next moment, his clothes and long skirt were all cut with some gaps.
So now, the wretchedness of his tattered appearance was no different from the Akaza he had just been laughing at.
"I just felt like cutting you. Don't be angry," Lexon showed Doma a harmless smile.
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