Tokyo Wrestler

Princess Yasha is taking off her priestess clothes.

Sett: ? ? ? ?

She was the first to pull off the blood-stained scarlet dress, revealing her long, voluptuous legs underneath. She was wearing black fitted shorts, the cuffs of which were a bit tight, creating a ring of tender flesh around her thighs.

Next was the black and red dyed kimono, with a loose-fitting tank top underneath. It was indeed almost flat, but her slender waist was quite eye-catching.

"What are you standing there for?" After finishing what she had done, Yasha-hime looked up at Sett, who was standing dumbfounded at the door.

Ah this?

That's a bit too fast... Sett also started unzipping his jacket...

Upon seeing this, Princess Yasha immediately shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Sett looked up, puzzled, and asked, "That's not what you meant?"

Yasha-hime took a deep breath, her tone returning to its coldness, and said:

“I’m very interested in the last blow you delivered to the eight-foot woman. If I hadn’t been available, she probably would have died on the spot, and I wouldn’t have needed to do anything.”

The final blow? It was that deliberate, powerful punch I delivered back then... Sett nodded: "Got it? Let me demonstrate for you?"

"No..." Yasha-hime slowly shook her head, rubbing her hands together and saying, "I want to experience it for myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yasha-hime charged straight at Sett!

Her long, white legs moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Sett. Hearing the whistling wind from her punches, Sett knew that her opponent was serious!

He instinctively tried to assume a boxing stance, but his posture wasn't quite right yet.

Bang!

Princess Yasha punched Sett squarely in the air, the force sending him spinning several times...

Is this woman crazy? Sett hasn't gotten up yet.

Bang bang bang bang €€€€

Princess Yasha used both fists and feet to overwhelm Sett, leaving him barely able to stand up straight.

But Sett found that his health points hadn't dropped much... which means that Yasha-hime, a level 6 peak priestess, was already unleashing her power.

But the pain is still there...

After a while, Sett couldn't take it anymore. He gritted his teeth and decided to stop caring about who was a big shot or not!

The speed of the attack accelerated instantly, and the obvious change in speed even caused Yasha Hime's attack to pause. Then, Sett stepped forward with his left foot, twisted his body, and charged up his right fist!

A deliberate, deliberate punch!

A trapezoidal shockwave instantly appeared along with the golden dragon, heading straight for Yasha-hime!

Danger! Danger! Danger!... Yasha-hime's soul was frantically warning everyone. The shockwave from Sett's punch was making her, a level 6 peak cultivator, feel that her life was in danger!

Oh, this little brat has this kind of skill?!

Princess Yasha was both surprised and delighted; she tried to catch it with her right hand...

Boom

The true damage that pierced through everything instantly blasted Yasha-hime's fair right arm into dust, turning her into a one-armed "Yang Guo" in the blink of an eye...

As Yasha-hime stared at the vanished arm, her beautiful eyes beneath the mask widened in shock.

This attack, this power, is just too domineering!

After the attack ended, Sett took two steps back and looked at the one-armed Yasha-hime. His passion gradually subsided, and he suggested, "How about... we treat her first?"

Upon hearing this, Yasha-hime casually tossed her hand away.

Crimson flames burned at the severed point, and the entire severed arm was restored in the blink of an eye. The slender fingers were equally white, without any trace of being broken.

The priestess's power: super-fast regeneration!

She quickly recovered from the shock and said coldly, "Keep fighting!"

After saying that, Yasha-hime charged at Sett again, faster and with more force! This time she was clearly serious.

clap clap clap...

After a long while, a brutal beating ensued.

Looking at her philandering, stinky younger brother, whose face was now bruised and swollen, Yasha-hime was in a great mood.

I'll forgive you this once, you womanizing scoundrel!

She casually flicked a milky-white healing aura to quickly heal Sett.

However, recalling the trapezoidal shockwave that Sett had just unleashed, which even she felt was life-threatening, Yashahime immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and asked eagerly:

"Ugh... What was that move you just made called? It was pretty impressive."

“A deliberate punch,” Sett replied, touching his burning cheek and inwardly cursing.

Crazy woman!

He turned to leave, saying, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Hey! What's the rush!" Yasha-hime immediately tried to stop her, "Have a chat with me for a while."

Sett stopped, arms crossed, and said, "What do you want to talk about? Or get beaten up again?"

"Let's stop fighting... Let's talk about that move you just used, it's called 'Intentional Bombardment Punch', right?"

"This move is indeed powerful. Even I would probably die if I were hit in a vital spot... But unfortunately, the preparation time is too long and the speed is too slow. Basically, any superhuman of level 5 or above should be able to easily dodge it." Yasha-hime returned to normal and analyzed for Sett with the perspective of a high-level cultivator.

Upon hearing this, Sett also sat down.

He started a normal conversation: "Yes, that is indeed a problem, so I need more battles to hone this move... Do you have any channels to find a large number of superhumans?"

Long wind-up? As long as you level up to level 3 and get the control skill Skull Crack, the wind-up of the Deliberate Punch won't matter.

EW is guaranteed to win; those who know, know.

Thinking of this, Sett couldn't help but turn his head to look at the corpse of the loli version of the eight-foot-tall woman next to him.

Unfortunately, if he had obtained the experience of this level 6 ability user, he would probably have leveled up to level 3 right now. But given the scene of those two level 6 battles, if he had forced his way in, not only would he have failed to get a kill, but he would probably have been killed on the spot...

"So you're that eager to fight..." Yasha-hime replied.

"Yes, there is. There's going to be a war soon. The Heavenly Pillar Squad and the Monster Squad in Nerima Ward will be at war... There will definitely be so many battles with superhumans that I'll be sick of them."

"However, your level is a bit too low right now. I still recommend that you stay put and focus on cultivating within the Heavenly Pillar."

Sett shook his head:

"It's alright... But why the sudden outbreak of war? Is it related to the Monster Association's trap that our Ito squad encountered today?"

Our Ito squad... Yasha-hime's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of jealousy in them, but she quickly regained her composure and said:

"Yes, the traps you encountered have actually been happening frequently lately. They are the sweet treat that foreshadows the beginning of this war... As for why we're going to fight, it's probably still related to that mess in Chiyoda Ward."

Chiyoda Ward? The Witch of a Hundred Faces also mentioned that Chiyoda Ward is a very special place... Sett said, "Nonsense, is it Abe no Seimei's prophecy?"

Princess Yasha was very surprised and said, "You actually know about this kind of thing!?"

"I don't know much, except that some major events related to gods will happen."

“Hmm, that makes sense,” said Yashahime. “I suppose you know about Takamagahara, right? According to Abe no Seimei’s prophecy, Takamagahara will open in 2022.”

"So now, both Sky Pillar and the Monster Association are clashing like madmen, both wanting to take over the entire Tokyo before the opening of Takamagahara."

"Takamagahara?" Seti asked in return.

This term reminded him of his previous conversation with Aoi Soe.

The other party said that the mysterious place that the Qinghe Group went to was Takamagahara!

Upon their return, Taro Ishimura became a samurai practitioner, while the slayer of a thousand men became a shrine maiden practitioner...

Princess Yasha explained, "Well, Takamagahara is the legendary place of creation, and it is said that the method to become a true god is hidden there... You know the titles of level 7, level 8, and level 9 extraordinary beings, right?"

"Level 7 Saint, Level 8 Human Immortal, I don't know about Level 9."

"Level 9 is a demigod. And there are only four demigod cultivators in all of Japan!" Yasha-hime glanced at Sett and said.

"But if there are demigods, then there must be true gods, right? It is said that above level 9, that is, level 10, are the true gods, but no one knows whether true gods actually exist."

"The claim of a true god is merely speculation based on the prophecies made by Abe no Seimei, a level 9 peak Onmyoji and the person who has come closest to a true god in thousands of years."

Sett paused for a moment to process the question before asking, "Aren't Amaterasu and other spirits gods?"

"No, they are just a bunch of ghosts who live on incense and fire. The power they possess is ultimately the embodiment of incense and faith. Without people's faith, they are nothing. So they are just ghosts and gods. Ghosts come first, and that is all they are. The word 'god' is just a fig leaf to cover up the word 'ghost'."

"Therefore, it is very different from the legendary level 10 true god. To date, Japan has never produced any level 10 true god. The closest person is Abe no Seimei from the Heian period a thousand years ago."

"He predicted that when Takamagahara opens in 2022, the person who controls Takamagahara will be Japan's first level 10 true god!"

"How can a priestess speak ill of ghosts and spirits like that..." Sett continued, "Has Takamagahara never been opened before?"

“No,” Yasha-hime added, “It has never been activated since at least the era of the creation myth ended.”

Upon hearing this, Sett was puzzled.

Since Takamagahara has never been opened, how did the Qinghe Group get in?

I suspect the headlight assembly leader, who's just an ordinary person with limited knowledge of the extraordinary, is mistaken...