Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Louhu's single eye was locked onto Mashiro, while a plume of smoke spewed from the crater above his head, swirling and spreading beneath the platform ceiling.

He spread his arms wide, sparks flying from his palms.

Louhu took a few steps forward, his magical power surging, his aura overwhelming.

"A challenger?" He scoffed, pointing his right hand at Mashiro. "You think you can get away with the same advantage as last time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pillar of fire shot out from his palm, resembling a fire dragon in the air, rolling and rushing towards where Mashiro was standing.

Mashiro dodged to the side, the pillar of fire grazing past her, the intense heat making her feel a burning sensation.

With a "bang," the pillar of fire struck the ticket machine behind her.

The metal on top was instantly burned through, and molten iron flowed down.

Before Mashiro could even stand up straight, Louhu's second pillar of fire had already arrived.

Then came the third and fourth shots; Louhu didn't want to give Mashiro any time to catch her breath.

He stood still, his palms alternately spewing flames, each one aimed at Mashiro.

The eyes behind the white feathers looked left and right, and the body moved quickly on the platform.

My feet trod over broken glass and concrete fragments, changing direction with every step.

The pillar of fire chased after her from behind, burning through the still-glowing GG lightbox on the wall.

Another pillar of fire intercepted her from the side, burning a smoking crater in the spot where she had just been standing.

The flames grazed her arm, charring her clothes and the skin beneath.

Damn it, the firepower is too intense.

Mashiro cursed inwardly, and the Dharma wheel above her head spun faster.

But adapting to this level of attack is not something that can be done in a short time; she needs more time.

Moreover, this guy's firepower is even stronger than when we last fought. With Gojo Satoru not next to her, Leuko suppressed her without any scruples.

Mashiro gritted her teeth. She had to change her dodging rhythm. If she continued like this, she would get hit sooner or later. She couldn't force herself to take damage from the leaky worm before she had adapted.

Mashiro did not choose to use the transformation of inaction to restore her body; she wanted to hide this ability and catch Kou off guard.

She no longer just dodged to the left and right, but leaped up and down the entire cubic structure, squeezing through the gaps between the pillars of fire.

Lou Hu's hand followed her movements, but every time he thought he had caught her next move, she changed direction in advance.

This kid is so agile when he jumps!

Louhu glared at Zhenbai running around, her anger rising within her.

"Weren't you quite the talker just now?!" Louhu clicked her tongue, her voice coming from behind the flames, "Now all you do is run?!"

Mashiro leaped into the air, and the ground beneath her feet was struck and blasted apart by the pillar of fire.

She flipped in mid-air, using the pipe on the ceiling as leverage to spring back up, leaving a dent in the pipe beneath her feet.

"Then you'd better prepare for this move!"

She descended from the sky, gripping the raindrops tightly in her hands, and slashed down at the leaky volcano's crest.

Cong Yu's blade was covered in white magical light as it thrust straight at Lou Hu.

"Heh!" Lou Hu raised his head, a smirk playing on his lips, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "I've been waiting for you!"

Then he opened his mouth wide, and a concentrated ball of flame spewed out from his mouth, crashing upwards towards Mashiro.

"cut."

Mashiro parried mid-air, her sword sheathed, and the flames collided with Murasame's blade, the impact blasting her away.

Ouch!

Mashiro gritted her teeth and endured it, then waved her left hand in the air, and a spatial rift secretly cut towards Louhu from the smoke.

Then she adjusted her posture in mid-air and slammed her back against the wall at the end of the platform.

Several cracks appeared in the wall, and dust fell down from the cracks.

Seeing an opportunity, Louhu's eyes lit up, and he unleashed a series of fireballs from his palms, chasing after the spot where Zhenbai had crashed into the wall.

Mashiro bounced off the wall, the pillar of fire struck the wall, the concrete exploded, and rubble flew in all directions.

When she landed, a flying piece of gravel grazed her cheek, leaving a thin, long bloody mark that stretched from her face to her ear.

But Mashiro smiled and said, "Okay!"

"What did you say?" Louhu was stunned for a moment, and then the spatial rift that Mashiro had just used instantly appeared in front of him!

Louhu's pupils contracted, and he immediately twisted his body to try to dodge, but he was still hit in the chest, which cut a huge wound.

Mashiro wiped the blood off her face with her fingers, leaving specks of bright red on her fingertips.

Before Louhu could catch her breath, she leaped off the ground and rushed out.

The speed was instantly pushed to the limit, and the body left a blur on the broken platform floor.

She bypassed the flames shooting from the front and cut in from the side, grabbing Cong Yu with both hands and placing her beside her, then thrusting out forcefully.

"Don't think you can defeat me like this!"

Lou Hu didn't even turn around. He flicked his arm to the side at an unnatural angle, and a large amount of lava flew out from his sleeve.

The lava spread out in a fan shape in the air and rushed towards Mashiro.

Mashiro's pupils contracted; the area covered by magma was larger than she had anticipated!

Don't fall for this trick!

She slammed to a stop before rushing into the lava field, but due to inertia, her body still slid forward half a step.

A few drops of lava splashed onto her shoulder, burning through her clothes and into her skin.

Mashiro grunted and stepped back.

She cursed inwardly, knowing full well she shouldn't get too close and greedy, but she still rushed too close.

This guy had been waiting for her to get close for a while.

"You cut me in two last time, do you think I'd let you get close again?" Louhu turned around to face her, the crater above her head still spewing smoke. "I've been waiting for you to come here."

He clasped his hands together in front of him, and flames erupted from his palms again, the light so bright it was blinding, and the air began to distort under the intense heat.

Mashiro looked down at her left shoulder; the wound was still bleeding, and the edges of the charred skin were a dark red.

"You're injured?" Louhu looked at her left shoulder, a hint of satisfaction and pride flashing in his single eye.

"Isn't this what you human sorcerers fear most?" he laughed arrogantly. "Not everyone can reverse spells. Without healing abilities, how long can you last?"

Mashiro gripped the hilt of Murasame's sword with her right hand and readjusted her stance.

"Why do you talk so much?" Although she was at a disadvantage, the light in her eyes remained bright. "I'll make sure you never have to open your mouth again!"

"Hmph! All you do is talk the talk!"

Lou Hu clenched his teeth, let out a cold snort, and slammed his hands together.

The moment his palms clashed together, sparks exploded between his fingers, and eight fire snakes emerged from the ground beneath his feet, crawling along the ground towards Mashiro.

Mashiro glanced around, then jumped back, and the fire snake behind her had already circled around to her back.

A fire snake was approaching from both the left and right sides, while several others were staring at her menacingly from the front.

Even overhead, two creatures were hanging upside down from the ceiling and crawling down.

That bastard is trying to reduce her room to move and trap her here.