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Chapter 241 A Step-by-Step Battle: A Solo Kill of Fuma Kotaro, the Livestream Explodes! The Price of the Substitute Doll

One of the most famous ninjas of the Warring States period, Fuma Kotaro.

If he were in that era, he should be called the leader of the "Wind Demon Clan," and be considered a mercenary captain.

But now, nobody cares about these details.

Including Uesugi Tetsuya.

This was not only because his reputation was comparable to that of Hattori Hanzo, whom he had once met, but also because...

The label above his head was blood red, signifying a high level of threat.

In the distance, Shi Fandai, who had been expressionless, raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced back, and then moved to block Qiu Shanming's path.

—The latter was already out of breath when he saw Kotaro Fuma's true form.

"A great ninja... Hojo actually dares to openly release even such a being."

Shihan Dai looked at Uesugi Tetsuya, and when she saw that his expression had also become serious, she was less worried.

If Uesugi Tetsuya also acts carelessly and underestimates his opponent, then he will worry about the outcome of this battle.

Now it seems I underestimated this young man.

In the audience, Tamamo, whose arm was aching from holding her phone, peeked out from behind the screen and muttered curiously, "Who is that guy wrapped in black cloth? A ninja...?"

In the live stream room, which already had hundreds of viewers from all over the world, the same question was raised.

—In the history of the Warring States period, those who knew about families other than the four major clans of Oda, Toyotomi, Tokugawa, and Imagawa were a minority.

Not to mention a mere ninja.

How many people will remember someone whose name doesn't even make it into history books?
The comments section was filled with questions about the identity of the man in black, followed by questions about whether Hojo Ujiyasu was old and mentally unstable, and whether it was possible for others to win if he couldn't even defeat the Five Colors Guard.
When it comes to giving advice and commentary, netizens, both in the modern world and the mortal world, have quite a bit of experience.

The pupils of the Edo samurai beside her suddenly contracted, and a name, though uncertain, suddenly popped into his mind—

Staring at Kotaro Fuma, who stood nearly two meters tall in front of Hojo Ujiyasu, motionless and silent, with only a pair of black pupils like those of an old rock.

Although he was quite different from the legendary "seven feet two inches," which is nearly 2.2 meters tall.

But to grow to this height in the Warring States period, when the average height was 1.4 meters, is simply bizarre.

With his towering height, it must be much more difficult for Kotaro Fuuma to carry out covert missions...

Ninjutsu, it's truly amazing.

After a quick glance, Uesugi Tetsuya, still unsure of the other party's intentions, held his breath.

Looking forward to it.

Standing before him was a legendary ninja; he could not be too cautious.

Hojo Ujiyasu, seeing Uesugi Tetsu's expression and movements change immediately, knew that he had recognized Fuma Kotaro.

Is that young man in the room still a so-called "history enthusiast"?

Therefore, he should also have a good understanding of Kotaro's techniques.

After whispering this to Fuma Kotaro, Hojo Ujiyasu fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

So, who exactly is this young man who knows how to advance and retreat with such composure and knows how to maintain a proper balance?

There was a strong sense of familiarity, but why couldn't I recognize him?

Moreover, Hojo Ujiyasu was certain that he had never actually seen this young man named "Uesugi Tetsu".

—Because if I had seen it, I would never forget such an unconventional existence.

"This world is truly full of strange things."

After muttering a sigh to himself, Hojo Ujiyasu, having found no answer, put the matter aside for the time being and turned to Fuuma Kotaro beside him to ask.

"Looking at it this time, what are the chances of victory?"

—Tsuna no Kyou didn't come, and judging from the battle just now, apart from Kotaro, no one else has a chance to defeat Uesugi Tetsu.

In any case, judging from previous information, Kotaro's reputation in later generations was very high, even surpassing that of his lord.

In that case, once the Hojo family reappears in the world, "Fuma Kotaro" will inevitably be exposed to the world's gaze sooner or later, and his reputation will no longer be obscure.

Since that's the case, it would be better to let Kotaro appear at this moment, which would also allow him to establish his authority by using Uesugi Tetsuya.

After the sixth, seamless scan, faint sounds reached Hojo Ujiyasu's ears.

"Comparatively speaking, 'Uesugi Tetsu' is stronger."

"In terms of overt advantage, I have a 30% chance of winning, while he has a 70% chance; in terms of covert advantage, I have a 60% chance, while he has a 40% chance."

Hojo Ujiyasu's initial relief vanished.

He sighed heavily in his heart, a hint of helplessness flashing across his eyes, but on the surface, there was no obvious emotional fluctuation.

"Then, if there are signs of defeat, withdraw from the arena."

"nature."

Fuma Kotaro responded.

Unlike samurai who would commit seppuku to atone for messing up one or two things, ninjas were mostly of humble origin and of ordinary blood.

Therefore, for them, a battle is nothing more than victory or defeat, and there is no glory to speak of.

Without a sound, Fuma Kotaro first moved Kasahara Yasunari's body out of the arena at lightning speed.

fast.

Even with the keen eyesight of Uesugi Tetsuya, he almost failed to grasp the figure of Fuuma Kotaro.

And he hadn't even used ninjutsu yet.

"A show of force, perhaps?"

Seeing that Fuma Kotaro did not immediately step into the arena, Uesugi Tetsu first shifted his gaze to Shirobe, who had been carried to Hojo Ujiyasu's side.

—I want to see with my own eyes how a substitute doll can bring people back to life.

And so, under Uesugi Tetsu's gaze, the white cloth bearing the name "Kasahara Yasukatsu" slowly floated up and landed on the corpse's face.

The next moment, the somewhat crudely made doll floated shakily in mid-air, then emitted a faint light and fell into Bai Bei's corpse.

Seconds later, the lusterless substitute doll fell face down to the side, with a hole running through its neck.

Kasahara Yasunari slowly straightened up from the ground, but his originally powerful aura had clearly weakened considerably.

——【White-robed Kasahara Yasukatsu (3 stars)】.

It turns out that if you use a substitute doll to revive, your strength will drop.

Uesugi Tetsu thought to himself.

If he's not mistaken, the extent of his decline in strength might also be related to the completeness of the corpse.

This time, he only inflicted a fatal wound on Kasahara Yasukatsu's neck, causing him to fall to three stars.

If their bodies are destroyed and all traces are erased, the three and a half stars that were once close to the gods and spirits will probably be reduced to nothing, or even zero stars, overnight after being resurrected.

This is the heavy price to pay for using substitute dolls.

But this "heavy" feeling is only relative to Uesugi Tetsu, who can be resurrected infinitely from the shrine in the mortal world.

For others, having the means to return from the underworld is already quite difficult.

"So if you can avoid dying, you should try your best to avoid dying."

Uesugi Tetsu turned his neck and looked at Fuuma Kotaro, who was walking slowly and calmly after Kasahara Yasunari woke up.

It would be heartbreaking to lose all the levels you've worked so hard to achieve in a single day.

pat, pat.

For a fleeting moment, Uesugi Tetsu felt his heartbeat synchronize with the rhythm of Fuuma Kotaro's footsteps.

But he soon realized that this was something the latter had done intentionally.

If left unchecked, Fuuma Kotaro could easily manipulate the speed of his heartbeat.

With a blank expression, Uesugi Tetsuya clenched his heart with his Qi-infused hand, thwarting the opponent's scheme in the simplest and most brutal way.

The battle and the probing had already begun before this great ninja even stepped into the arena.

Whew, whimper...

The pitch-black aura gradually expanded and spread as the great ninja approached, causing Uesugi Tetsu to be a beat slower in perceiving his surroundings.

But the little demons in the audience were completely oblivious to this aura, and were even urging the black-skinned bamboo pole to hurry up, as they couldn't wait any longer.

In other words, this dark aura was a "strongest person's detector." When Fuuma Kotaro slowly walked to the edge of the arena, someone finally recognized him through Tamamo's blurry lens.

An explanation about Kotaro Fuuma immediately appeared on the phone screen, causing Tamamo's eyebrows to twitch upwards—just like those netizens watching the live stream.

In an instant, the number of shocked comments in the live stream increased more than tenfold, and the back of the cheap phone quickly became hot, making it almost impossible for Tamamo to hold it.

The trend of comments also changed from "The Hojo family will definitely lose" to "If it were Fuma Kotaro, he wouldn't be able to win."

Upon seeing this, Tamamo immediately blinked and changed the title of her live stream, placing "Solo Kill of Fuma Kotaro" at the top.

Within two seconds of submitting the title, the number of viewers flooding into the live stream increased several times over, and some viewers who had spent money even sent her inexpensive gifts.

"Rice, the rice is here!"

Tamamo exclaimed in surprise, then quickly smiled sheepishly and thanked her.

At this moment, a semi-transparent membrane slowly rose from the edge of the arena.

Several dozen meters apart, Uesugi Tetsu and Fuuma Kotaro faced off in silence.

Instead of taking out an ordinary plain gun, Uesugi Tetsu drew Kaga Kiyomitsu, which had been humming and vibrating at his waist for a long time, and pointed its blade at the black-clad ninja.

The thick, pale liquid dripped down, instantly drawing the attention of most of the arena.

The realm of sorrowful separation begins to unfold from this moment.

In an instant, a barrage of comments like "He drew his sword!" and "He drew his sword!" appeared on Tamamo's phone screen.

Just then, a Special Affairs operative happened to come across Tamamo's live stream and immediately recognized Uesugi Tetsu after clicking in.

The operator was stunned, then immediately forwarded the message to the forum with a sensational title and picture.

Soon, the post climbed to the top of the forum's trending list on the Special Affairs Bureau's app.

—The clerks in the intelligence department are absolutely masters of false propaganda!
Uesugi Tetsu didn't know, nor did he care.

He simply stopped breathing, facing off against the great ninja who had remained motionless since entering the arena.

tick, tick...

As time passed, the two remained intently focused on each other, waiting for that invaluable backup plan.

Just as some viewers in the live stream were wondering if the stream had crashed, Kotaro Fuma moved.

Without warning, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

—Because during his nearly one-minute observation, he realized that the longer the situation dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would become for him.

It wasn't just the katana that was flowing with some unknown liquid, but also the aura emanating from this young man named Uesugi Tetsu.

Fuma Kotaro could sense that the young man seemed to be using some kind of secret technique, and the longer time passed, the stronger his aura became.

So he had no choice but to give up his backup plan, which gave him more options, and instead probed Uesugi Tetsuya.

Amidst a sharp, subsonic whistling sound, three dark kunai shot out simultaneously from three completely different directions!

Uesugi Tetsuya lightly gripped the hilt of the sword: "Three, that's just right."

The black blade flicked upwards and flipped, leaving three cold white flashes of light in a series of afterimages, completely annihilating the probing attack.

The kunai, powerful enough to kill three ordinary three-star soldiers in an instant, was swallowed by Pale.

The instant the blade disappeared, a dull blade, rushing from Uesugi Tetsuya's blind spot, sliced ​​through the air and stabbed straight toward the carotid artery in his leg.

The kunai is just a facade!
In the distance, Akiyama Mei, who was intently watching the scene, unconsciously twitched his left leg.

But Uesugi Tetsu merely raised an eyebrow: "A fake body?"

The energy circulation suddenly expanded, crushing the fragile blade and the small wooden stake behind it, and even the ground of the arena was shaken down with a layer of wood chips.

Tread!

Uesugi Tetsu's footsteps overlapped, and the blade that was originally pointing straight ahead suddenly landed in front of Fuma Kotaro, who was a dozen meters behind him.

Swift as thunder!

The blade pierced right through his face, but the sensation coming from Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade was dry, hard, and unpleasant.

"Another fake body?"

The wooden stake turned to ashes under the corrosive influence of the sorrow of parting, and Uesugi Tetsu realized what was happening.

Previously, the other party had placed fake bodies in many locations without his knowledge.
It turned out to be the case.

After a brief test, I found myself at a slight disadvantage.

The opponent only used the fake body card, while I used my swordsmanship and Yaegaki skills.

"But the arena is only this big."

Uesugi Tetsu chuckled and began to circulate his spirit control technique without any hesitation.

The spiritual energy within the entire arena thus began to swirl!
Following closely behind were static electricity and tiny electric arcs spreading in the air, constantly multiplying within the vortex of spiritual energy, and then excluding every inch of space with their own power.

One by one, the wooden stakes, large and small, fell to the ground and turned charred black.

Faintly, Uesugi Tetsu heard an unpleasant clicking sound.

—Fuma Kotaro, as expected, knows absolutely nothing about spiritual power.

Since that's the case, he absolutely cannot stop his current actions in terms of Yin-Yang techniques.

So, all that's left is...

A chilling black light emerged eerily from the flickering arcs of electricity, like a serpent. Fourteen figures, both real and illusory, appeared, some wielding short swords, others iron claws, and still others hidden darts…

It attacked all of Uesugi Tetsu's vital points at once!
—In a very brief test, Fuma Kotaro discovered that Uesugi Tetsu was undoubtedly a strong person with no weaknesses.

It was even an extremely rare dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts, capable of using this terrifyingly proficient lightning-based Yin-Yang technique to deal with him.

The pale domain was expanding, the spiritual energy within was being extracted by the opponent, and the range of the lightning-based Yin-Yang technique was growing larger and larger...

In any case, continuing to drag it out will only be detrimental to oneself.

Since that's the case, then—

Beneath layers of black clothing, muscles far denser than refined steel were taut, and in a near-frenzied resonance, the different weapons in his hands broke through the tested Qi circulation.

Take them down in five seconds!

As soon as the energy circulation opened a gap, a barrage of hidden weapons roared out from the fourteen Fuma Kotaros amidst the hurricane.

Like a rain of green iron, it came crashing down!

The purplish-black lightning, originally intended to be placed on the tip of the blade, had no choice but to unleash itself at this moment.

The lightning annihilated all the deadly hidden weapons around Uesugi Tetsuya from 360 degrees, completely different from the ones Bai Bei had thrown earlier, leaving nothing behind.

"Are all fourteen Fuuma Kotaro considered 'true forms'...?"

The hidden weapon and the lightning dissipated together.

Uesugi Tetsu raised his eyes and saw fourteen pairs of identical dark eyes that fixed their murderous gazes on him.

If we were to use ordinary methods to fight the enemy, there would be absolutely no way we could escape unscathed at this moment.

Even if it's not a mutually destructive outcome, it should at least result in mutual destruction.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with thousands of pairs of eyes glued to the camera behind that 15-megapixel lens, Uesugi Tetsuya laughed.

"As expected of a great ninja... Even when risking everything for a fatal blow, he prioritizes his own absolute safety?"

Uesugi Tetsu's gaze passed through the gaps between the fourteen Fuma Kotaros who had almost risked their lives to assassinate him, and he caught sight of the terrifying man who stood silently at the edge of the arena, calm from beginning to end.

He sighed, "What a pity, I can't kill you."

Kaga Kiyomitsu was sheathed.

Amidst countless gazes and the skyrocketing number of viewers in the live stream.

Fourteen almost ethereal sword lights bloomed simultaneously at the necks, causing these identical heads to fall to the ground with a dull thud.

Natural Rinnegan-ryu: Unknown Sword: Hidden!
The next instant, just when everyone thought the battle was about to end, a torrent of lightning surged toward Uesugi Tetsuya's back, filling up all the space behind him!
There is absolutely no room for a substitute!

Under the repeated, overlapping blows of Yaegi, cracks appeared in the ancient ground of the arena.

Kaga Kiyomitsu emitted a sword cry that seemed to tear through the clouds, held tightly by Uesugi Tetsu, who shared the same mind.

Towards Fuuma Kotaro, whose pupils finally showed a flicker of emotion—

It hurtled straight ahead at an unprecedented speed!

(End of this chapter)