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Chapter 166 It's like looking in a mirror

Having been trapped in the "evil position" and unable to move forward, no matter how much he practiced or how much he trained, he could not make any progress. Doesn't Jiaji think it's unfair to be trapped by such a shitty thing as "qualification"?
Of course it's unfair.

He also often laughed at himself, wondering why he was so unlucky.
They are just like the stones that are specially placed for the protagonist to step on. So unlucky! So unlucky! So unlucky!
It was not even the threshold to the "Mad Level", but just an ordinary level. However, it was like an insurmountable chasm for him. He had impacted it thousands of times, but was unable to create any cracks in it.

Firmly and firmly, it held him in place.

Especially since the people he met next were all extremely talented. The more he saw them easily obtain the power that he had tried so hard to get, and how they easily surpassed him one after another, the more it proved one thing - what was "reasonable" and what was "realistic" were all "dog shit" trampled under the feet of the strong!
The only ones who are constrained and trapped in reality are mortals like him.

So far, with his "hard training" and "wisdom", Jiaji has finally reached the current level, and can do most of what he wants to do, and can barely cope with the crisis in front of him, whether it is defeating the Red World Devil or subduing the Zodiac...

But there were always some things he just couldn't do.

For example - use your fists, the strength and boxing skills you have honed, to defeat the strong man in front of you!

Down with Toguro-ni!
Defeat that "Holy Light" Sensui Ninja!

Even to the point of defeating the "Fighting God" Raizen!!

Why am I inferior to you? !

What love, sadness, the essence of Fist of the North Star, I still can't comprehend those things, but! My unwillingness is not weaker than any other emotion!

A person who is born unloved, has a short life and a ridiculous fate.

Although it was short, I once existed in this world...

——Fire, can you light it for me again, just once!!

The unwilling heart burned fiercely, using hatred, resentment, jealousy, envy, and all these emotions as fuel to burn them all, burning them completely, leaving no room for reserve, and one must go all out and do everything in one’s power to survive, leaving no way out for oneself…

Throw it all away.

The final result is the ultimate "North Star Arhat Strike"!
The final result is the ultimate "Fin de Siecle Jaeger"!
What pushed his fist forward was only the purest intention, sincere fighting spirit, and - the strongest pure power!
Toguro was also surprised.

It was not just because of the resistance that was beyond imagination, but because of Jagi's eyes. The ferocious triangular eyes burst out with amazing brilliance.

The whites of his eyes were red and bloodshot, his pupils were dark, but he could not see any hatred, disgust or pain, only endless fighting spirit.

He is enjoying it!

Did you enjoy the battle with his younger brother Toguro?

Without any grudges or distractions, even the meaning of fighting becomes unimportant.

All that’s left is… to see who’s stronger.

Taking a deep breath, the entire forest began to tremble, and all the dark clouds in the sky were absorbed into the body without a single drop leaking out.

A certain premonition suddenly appeared in Toguro's mind the moment he received the invitation to fight - a breakthrough.

Since he can break his own limits, why can't I, Toguro, do it?
"Coincidentally, now, because of you... I feel that the world has become a little more interesting again."

The dark red evil spirit flowed down along the bulging back muscles like boiling asphalt, gathering into an ever-expanding vortex at the soles of the feet. The armor formed by the muscles further mutated, and the position of the shoulders became a shell-like thing. The deformed trapezius muscle even climbed to the back of the head. Toguro, who had surpassed the 100% form, had already made his attitude clear...

"No! I! Don't want to lose!"

Then, the will and spirit of the two warriors, which were almost transformed into substance, collided fiercely like swords that had been tempered a hundred times, and the hot sparks that splashed out revealed only one common meaning -

"I will kill you with this punch." At the same time, he raised his hands, and a powerful and domineering force gushed out, turning into the final move to kill the enemy!
Then, the world became dark.

Vision, hearing, taste, pain, touch, feeling, fluctuations of spiritual power, fluctuations of demonic power...all of these have lost their meaning.

Under the sky, there were only two fists left.

A blow that shook the entire area, an unrivaled one.

A punch that shakes the heart and the world.

The air was torn apart by the explosion that broke the sound barrier. At this moment, a strong wind came down from the sky, tearing away all the scenery.

The mountains collapsed, the wind and clouds rolled back, and the mountains, forests and land were in a mess, a horrible sight.

Jiaji's right arm had already been twisted into a weird angle, with the white bone piercing his skin, but he roared as if he didn't feel any pain: "Not even a little bit left!"

"Yes, still a little short!"

Stimulated by this unprecedented crisis, Toguro also let out a low roar like a wild beast, and the roaring demonic energy in his body became even more violent, like a flood bursting through a dam, running and surging in his blood vessels, releasing endless and terrifying heat.

At the moment when the two men were fighting, the power levels of both sides began to rise and soar!

As they stared at each other in silence, glared, and stared, gritting their teeth to squeeze out the last bit of strength in their bodies, the intensity of their fighting spirit and demonic power became more and more intense. No one could overpower the other, and no one could truly achieve victory.

The two sides are evenly matched, with no clear winner, and it seems like they are determined to die together.

——What else…what else…? !

——What else is there in him...that can defeat this terrible, desperate, terrifying opponent? !

——It is something that he has and Toguro's younger brother does not have.

——Is it really there?
——"Don't die!"

It was a call from someone unknown.

Jagi's hazy consciousness was awakened, and the final force, which came from nowhere, irrational and unreasonable, burst out from the depths of his soul.

He poured the last of his energy into his right fist and pressed down again.

With the naked eye, it was visible that the muscle fibers on the rock-like body were bulging and twitching like a dragon, as if desperately trying to escape from his body. The final surge of power caused the muscle armor covering his entire body to begin to crack, and brilliant starlight burst out from the fine cracks.

Toguro seemed to see the stars in the sky spinning - no, the entire night sky was distorted into the shape of the Big Dipper, just like the strange patterns on his opponent's chest - except that there was a twinkling little star next to it.

immediately.

The light of the Death Star fell straight down.

"very good."

Toguro gave him one last look and said.

He stood still with his punching posture, and then little by little, it turned into gray-white fragments flying all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)