I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 391 Qiongmei's Level Up
Bunkyo Ward, Tokyo.

Office of the Principal of the High School of Spellcasting.

"What an intense battle!"

"Yu-kun, are Xiaoqiong and Xiaoying alright?"

In the office, besides Yu, Nao and Ichiyo were also present.

In front of the three, the huge screen displayed not only KYG's live broadcast, but also real-time footage from Japanese reconnaissance aircraft, drones, and war correspondents, just as comprehensive as the 'Shinmoku' command center.

Nao is in charge of various factory operations at 'home', and Nagisa Ichiyo is the vice president of the agricultural products association; neither of them are the kind of people who can go to the battlefield.

Only Xiaoying and Qiongmei had the time to study and cultivate, so their strength was naturally much stronger than the other two.

Although they cannot go to the battlefield, it does not mean that they are not concerned about the war situation.

"no problem,"

Yu calmly responded to the two beautiful girls' concerns.

Of course there's no problem. Most of the 'villains' are Yu's clones, and those 'black flames' can't threaten Sora and Akane. As for 'Crimson Lotus' and 'Teach', they're already entangled with their respective opponents, so what problem could there be?
Furthermore:
"Don't underestimate Qiong,"

"Her actions are very decisive and resolute."

As Yu spoke, he glanced at Nao, causing the girl with round-framed glasses to blush slightly. Indeed, ever since discovering Nao's little crush on Yu, Sora had been on high alert, her decisive actions far surpassing those of countless hesitant, self-pitying women.

Ever since Yu taught her the secrets of the Ashiya family, Sora has been sculpting various clay figures every day, almost making it a part of her daily life.

In terms of diligence, he is by no means inferior to most Tiger-level superhumans.

Next-

Let me give it a push.

Yu stroked her chin, already having a plan in mind.

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boom! boom! boom!
A fierce battle is raging in the waters between the two major island groups of the Philippines.

High-tech warships continuously spewed out cannon fire, and missiles and rockets roared past, leaving long trails of flame; dense, layered waves of demons surged in, completely fearless of death; the superhumans fought fiercely with the mummified ninjas and demon warriors; wherever the Tiger-level experts and Black Flame went, everyone else gave way.
And in the extremely long battle line that extends to the left and right ends of the line of sight, there is one place where the explosions are most concentrated.

Unlike explosions created by humans, the explosions here were not only more concentrated in power, but also very agile: several white doves nimbly bypassed the long sword swung by the 'mummified ninja' and crashed straight into its head.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a series of explosions, the mangled bodies of ninjas and samurai fell into the sea.

These wolf-level superhuman beings were killed without even lifting a finger in front of the 'mysterious man' who rode a white dragon past.

"So strong,"

Enveloped in lightning, 'Ijiang's' gaze fell upon this mysterious person.

Although they were dressed the same, the other party was a true member of the Akatsuki organization. He could clear out a large number of demon tides simply by riding a giant dragon across the battlefield. On the other side, the two people who were fighting fiercely with a great demon were also evenly matched. Compared with these real Akatsuki members, he was much more inexperienced.

"I should really step up my game!"

Beneath his straw hat, the three tomoe in his eye sockets spun continuously as he stared at the great demon 'Crimson Lotus' in the distant sky.

For some reason, Yi Jiang could immediately use any ability that the great demon had used, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.

Never mind, focus on the battle! Enveloped in lightning, Yi Jiang was like a miniature 'Red Lotus' as she charged into the demon tide, leaving a trail of bloodshed and flying limbs wherever she went.

This expert, stronger than an ordinary tiger-level but not quite a great demon, quickly attracted the attention of Dou Hezi, the commander-in-chief of the Nine-Tailed Fox forces.

"Such unripe fruit, let me have it—"

I'll play with you guys.

The woman in black and white raised her finger and tapped it lightly.

Two girls appeared out of thin air and flew towards Qiongmei and Yijiang.

One is a fierce-looking high school girl who wears a school uniform and round-framed glasses, giving off an intellectual and gentle vibe, and immediately conjures up the image of a 'class monitor' in one's mind.

The other was a young girl wearing green surgical scrubs, with two braids, her childlike face revealing a shrewdness.

? !
To others, the appearance of these two girls might seem inexplicable.

But for Qiong Mei on the back of the dragon and Yi Jiang wrapped in lightning, it was an unforgettable experience!

"Ogura?"

The speeding figure suddenly stopped, and Ie, trembling all over, looked at the girl falling down; the three magatama spun rapidly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

This is not an illusion!
He's an expert in 'illusion', he can't possibly be so oblivious to this.

"What, are you so surprised to see me?"

As it gracefully descended, 'Xiaocang' grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

"Thanks to that sir, my soul was able to return to this world, allowing me to—"

As she spoke, the girl pointed.

brush,

Pfft!

A wind blade shot past, slicing through the lightning on 'Ijiang's' body, even tearing a long gash in her black robe with red clouds.

?

"To take revenge myself!"

This is no illusion. With someone's power, it would be easy to retrieve a soul from the 'underworld' and then give it a puppet body and a few ninjutsu.

In other words, being resurrected from the dead is as easy as turning one's hand.

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"who are you?"

the other side,
Standing on the back of the dragon, Qiong Mei questioned in a sweet voice, not even bothering to pretend her 'hoarse voice'.

Because in front of her was the person she hated most, who was holding a large fox tail behind him, his face full of seductive charm.

Hmph, she really is a vixen!

"Little Qiong, you have to call me 'Sister-in-law'~~"

In island nations, there are no terms like "sister-in-law," "elder sister-in-law," or "adopted sister." Instead, they are all called "righteous sister," which means non-biological sister.

The meaning conveyed by the woman in front of him was all too clear.

"dream!"

Qiong Mei was furious that someone wanted her to be called 'Yi-nei' (義姉, meaning 'righteous sister').

"My brother is mine, get out of here!"

With a wave of his hand, one after another, white birds shot out from his sleeves; and all of them were 'double-winged birds' with enhanced speed, showing that he was really in a hurry.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions instantly engulfed the fox-tailed 'Nao', but the next second, amidst the surging wind and thunder, a magnificent folding fan swept by, clearing away the smoke, dust, and flames, revealing the unharmed 'Nao - Fox Version'.

"Is the future yours?"

Holding the folding fan horizontally, pointing it at Sora, 'Nao - Fox Version' had a charming smile on her face.

"Then prove it to me!"

"Roar---"

Needless to say, the enormous dragon roared and charged towards 'Nao Fox Version', its gaping maw ready to devour it whole! Its momentum and posture were even greater than those of a mortal enemy.

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"Ah, this"

In the principal's office of the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, Nao looked bewildered and speechless.

"Hmm, this should be the ability of that great demon 'Dou Hezi'."

Yu's serious analysis:

"She is the leader of the Nine-Tails' forces, and her specialty is charm—creating one or two female clones is a very simple and normal thing for her."

"Yu-kun, this is not the time to discuss the rationality of the technique."

Nagisa Ichiyo, standing nearby, reluctantly took over the conversation.
"Will something unexpected happen when Xiaoqiong faces Nao's illusion?"

After all, they are neighbors who grew up together. If being 'soft-hearted' leads to defeat, that would be bad.

Although it is a clone, it is remotely controlled by Youjun's 'secret array', so it is no different from being there in person; in this case, death will also cause mental damage.

"Don't worry, Qiong will show no mercy."

Yu waved his hand dismissively, speaking with absolute certainty, leaving Nao speechless.

Sora and Yu are inseparable every day, even sleeping in the same blanket; Nao can only do something during the short time of 'class'; otherwise, she will be met with Sora's 'death stare'. Now that an 'enemy illusion' based on her has appeared, it's obvious what will happen.
In response, Nao first observed three seconds of silence for the enemy.

Then--

"Hit me hard!"

Not only does it have her face, but it also has a fox tail?
and many more,

Noticing Yu's gaze fixed on the battle on the screen, Nao thought for a moment, then turned to look behind her.

It's not impossible
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"C2 Dragon!"

On the battlefield, the enraged Qiong Mei unleashed her ultimate move.

boom------

The explosion, far exceeding that of any missile or artillery fire, expanded instantly, transforming into a giant fireball hundreds of meters in diameter that engulfed everything.

The clouds in the sky were pierced by the shock wave and retreated outwards in circles; the sea below was dented into a crater hundreds of meters deep, and then seawater poured into these craters, instantly causing violent whirlpools and tsunamis. Layers of towering waves spread out and submerged the battlefield within a radius of thousands of meters.

"Go back!"

"What a terrifying explosion!"

Fortunately, most of the extraordinary beings in this sea area are from the 'Sea Kingdom,' and they can remain unharmed even if they are crushed into the sea by the giant waves.

However, those demons, chimeras, and mummified ninjas were slammed into the sea by the giant waves, struggling wildly in the water. Before they could escape, they were easily killed by the superhumans who came on patrol.

Terrain advantage has a significant impact in low-level battles.

But for experts:
"it's useless,"

With a flick of her folding fan, 'Nao - Fox Version' appeared behind the smoke and explosion, her body crackling with lightning.

"Your attack is not enough to break through my defense."

"And the little spiders scattered in the air."

It has already been annihilated by the pervasive lightning!

C2·Dragon, in addition to its own explosion, also produces a large number of invisible 'micro-spiders'; once inhaled into the respiratory tract, they will immediately explode inside the body: Gaara was hit by this move and was defeated on the spot.

Of course, there were also battlefields in Sunagakure, where Gaara was at a disadvantage because he couldn't fight freely and had to protect the village.

Unfortunately, the "Nao" created by "Touko" clearly knew how to deal with it.

"Young Miss, let's retreat."

Not far away, Xiao, who was fighting with Teach, turned his head slightly and called out to Jiu Kong Yao Ai.

?

"it is good,"

I don't know why 'Shura' said that.

But Jiu Kong Yao Ai believed he had a point: besides, if Jiu Kong were to fight on his own, he would be no match for Teach.

The two men withdrew quickly, leaving Teach, covered in blood, completely bewildered.

"I will not forgive you,"

The face before her made Qiong Mei's expression grow even colder.

The three of them grew up together and were practically family. But this woman, taking advantage of her early development, stole her brother's virginity.
"Especially you, you imposter!"

"Hehehe~~ Why won't you forgive me?"

Faced with the furious Sora, 'Nao the Fox' crossed her arms in front of her and raised her pair of 'weapons' upwards, making Sora's blood pressure soar even higher!
dairy cow!

I'm going to expose you—

With a wave of his hand, a large number of 'two-winged birds' flew towards the opponent at high speed!
"Still not learning your lesson."

Faced with these exploding clay birds, 'Nao Fox Version' waved her folding fan, and a large amount of lightning spread out.

She understood perfectly well that Lightning Release counters Explosion Release; if it were just a regular Explosion Release...
crackling and popping

? !
The two-winged birds that flew down suddenly emitted lightning as well.

Each bird's lightning is weak, but the lightning on the numerous birds conducts to each other, creating layers of lightning networks in the air, trapping the equally lightning-covered 'Nao - Fox Version' within them.

"A simple explosion is easy to counter, but—"

The essence of Explosion Release is Earth + Lightning, which means that Sora also has mastered Earth and Lightning techniques!

Just like Mei Terumi, who has two bloodline limits, she actually often prefers to use water-style techniques that are plentiful and satisfying: unless you are a 'wild bloodline limit user' who relies entirely on bloodline abilities to fight, a true bloodline master is also proficient in lower-level attribute ordinary techniques of bloodline fusion.

"That way, you won't be able to avoid it."

A network of lightning birds can only delay the opponent temporarily.

But for Qiong Mei, that's more than enough.

"goodbye,"

A rabbit was thrown out by Qiong Mei.

It was a dark gray plush rabbit with a scarf tied around its neck; it was clearly something a girl would hold, but:

As the rabbit flew out, countless dense black lines spread out from its body; almost everyone on the battlefield turned their heads at once, their attention instantly drawn to the rabbit doll.

It was an instinctive fear, a fear that an attack powerful enough to kill them instantly was about to strike; the intuition honed in battle and the thirst for life brought by their extraordinary power made them abandon their opponents and immediately flee in the opposite direction of the 'rabbit doll' with all their might.

“Art is explosion, drink!”

With a sharp cry, the rabbit doll that had been flying toward 'Nao' suddenly began to shrink inward.

The condensed earth-attribute substance, under the power of the bloodline limit, suddenly accelerated its atoms, undergoing a terrifying chain reaction from quantitative change to qualitative change, and then to nuclear fission and nuclear fusion.
Ultimately, what emerges is only the purest and most deafening and explosive energy: destroying all structures, burning all matter, and illuminating the entire battlefield! The most unpretentious move is also the most domineering and ferocious move; pure destructive energy is the most direct manifestation of the Explosion Release.

"C4·Yuqiong Rabbit!"

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An indescribable, boundless light and heat, along with shockwaves, erupted from the core of the explosion, sweeping outwards with overwhelming force and terrifying ferocity! The originally thick and continuous 'wave arrow' mist was instantly pushed aside, and the sea caved in, evaporated, decomposed, and vaporized.
A colossal doll, or rather a 'starfish', hundreds of meters tall, stands on the sea, recklessly unleashing its destructive power!
This is art!

(End of this chapter)