Rumbling!!
The earth-shattering roar caused everyone in Tokyo to look towards the explosion of cyan spiritual energy.
A massive blade slashed at the head of the special-grade demon.
The script did not unfold as people expected, with a hero descending from the sky to decapitate the demon with a single strike.
Instead, that strike was blocked by the demon's hardened scales.
Roar!!!
The special-grade demon let out a furious roar. Rings of demonic energy waves emanated from its body. The intense impact sent Zhao Tongzhi flying back.
Zhao Tongzhi was repelled, hovering in the air. She gazed at the special-grade demon. Her previous strike was not entirely ineffective; a wound had been opened on the demon's head. Though small, it had breached the demon's tough scales.
Most importantly, Zhao Tongzhi realized that this demon was more powerful than any special-grade demon she had encountered before. After all, she was the highest combatant in the Hunter Squad.
Even though she was still at the peak of the Qi Sea realm, she believed that her current state was merely a confinement of her realm. In terms of true combat power, she was not inferior to a Grandmaster-level spiritual martial artist.
This was the confidence her innate talent afforded her. Throughout thousands of years of history, there had never been a spiritual martial artist at the peak of the Qi Sea realm at the age of 23. She was the first.
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Zhao Tongzhi looked at the roaring special-grade demon. She had not pushed her spiritual power and strength to their peak. She had thought her previous strike was enough to kill the demon, but it had been blocked.
Zhao Tongzhi's slender body began to emit even more immense cyan spiritual energy. The dual blades in her hands also grew larger under the augmentation of her spiritual power. She spread her arms, her dual blades resembling a pair of giant cyan wings. Her slender eyes scrutinized the special-grade demon, seemingly contemplating where to strike next.
Zhao Tongzhi hovered in the sky, the demon roared on the road.
They were in a standoff.
An extremely brief standoff.
With a roar from the special-grade demon, black demonic energy erupted from its body, then gathered together to form a surge of demonic energy, blasting towards Zhao Tongzhi.
Zhao Tongzhi had also finished her contemplation. She held her dual blades horizontally in front of her and charged towards the special-grade demon. The massive spiritual energy blades, like ancient bronze axes used for beheading, cleaved through the black demonic energy surge and fiercely struck the demon's head again, at the wound she had previously opened.
Clang!
The sound of metal striking metal, the friction of cavalry clashing, echoed through the skies of Tokyo.
Zhao Tongzhi landed on the rooftop of a building.
The special-grade demon had half its head sliced off diagonally by Zhao Tongzhi.
"Roar!!!"
"Roar!!!"
The special-grade demon let out a pained, furious roar. Its remaining eye fixed on Zhao Tongzhi.
Then, it crashed to the ground and crawled rapidly towards the bay, attempting to escape into the sea in a sorry state.
But,
How could Zhao Tongzhi let it go? She flew rapidly, raised her dual blades again, and struck the demon's spine with one blade and its tail with the other.
Clang!
The strike on the special-grade demon's spine was deflected by the protruding scales.
Hiss!
The strike on the special-grade demon's tail, however, severed the demon's long tail.
At the same time,
The special-grade demon crawled into the bay and escaped into the sea.
Zhao Tongzhi landed on the ground, looking at the devastated street. She narrowed her slender eyes, pondered for a moment, withdrew her spiritual energy, and sheathed her dual blades at her waist.
Susan, who had been watching from Tokyo Port, remained silent. Although Zhao Tongzhi was an annoying woman, her combat prowess was undeniably impressive.
Over here,
The street where Zhao Tongzhi was located was the most heavily damaged area by the special-grade demon. Many buildings were left precariously shaky by the demon's impacts. Cries of sorrow filled the surroundings, and fires were spreading, mostly caused by car explosions.
Zhao Tongzhi stood in place, looking coldly at the scene before her.
Demons appeared and destroyed everything – lives, property, cities, everything people possessed. Saviors were needed at such times. After the battle, scars were still left on the city.
There were no cheers of rescue around Zhao Tongzhi; only wails.
She turned to leave, heading for Tokyo Port. Her job was done, and there was nothing she could do about the remaining sea of fire and ruins.
Just then,
A stumbling figure appeared in her line of sight, very close.
Zhao Tongzhi instinctively wanted to dodge, but seeing the person running with their head down, stumbling as if about to fall, she hesitated. She thought, helping him a little wouldn't hurt.
Zhao Tongzhi reached out and steadied the stumbling man.
Bang!
The man crashed into Zhao Tongzhi's embrace.
Zhao Tongzhi frowned. Her body was disproportionate to her strength and spiritual energy; she was very slender, appearing like a frail university student usually.
Being bumped into by the man, a hint of disgust flashed in Zhao Tongzhi's eyes, but thinking he was an ordinary person, she suppressed her disgust and supported the tall man.
Zhao Tongzhi then saw clearly. This tall man's face was covered in greasepaint, smudged by sweat and water. Combined with his terrified and flustered expression, it made him look somewhat comical.
"Are you alright? You're safe now," Zhao Tongzhi said.
The man quickly shook his head, not looking at Zhao Tongzhi. He took a step forward, passed Zhao Tongzhi, and ran towards the distant street, faster than before.
Zhao Tongzhi was a bit bewildered but didn't pay it much mind. It was normal to be frightened after such an experience.
She had only walked a few steps when she stopped again, looking down at her small suit pocket. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a mobile phone.
Zhao Tongzhi stared at the phone, frozen. It was the man's. She looked at the phone from side to side.
Huh? It's the latest model, quite expensive.
Zhao Tongzhi was a bit slow-witted. At a time like this, she was still thinking about the phone model and price, not considering why the phone ended up in her pocket after being bumped.
She turned back, looking in the direction the man had run, intending to return the phone, but the man's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Zhao Tongzhi thought for a moment, sighed, and decided to hand it over to the police, who could then contact the man.
Just as she was about to put the phone back into her pocket, her finger brushed against the screen, and the phone unlocked, displaying a message box.
Zhao Tongzhi looked at the message box. There was a lot of Japanese, which she couldn't understand. However, she could understand the Chinese characters below, though she couldn't grasp their meaning. It was like reading a book; to understand the significance of a passage, one had to comprehend the preceding plot.
"Little brother, you're next."
Zhao Tongzhi blinked. What did that mean?
Suddenly,
The phone vibrated with a buzz.
A message popped up.
"Woman, who are you?"
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