Don't force me to use my right fist.

Taiga Tachikawa stared coldly at Saya, then uttered a classic train problem that couldn't be more classic.

Chapter 600 What a load of crap!

By this time, Saku finally understood why the Church of the True Words was so focused on Kaguya. It wasn't because of her identity or status, but because they had noticed a certain power within her.

As for the tram problem that Taiga Tachikawa mentioned, Saya didn't care that much.

He felt there were only two paths to take, which frankly reflects his own lack of experience. There are no absolutes; if he really had to choose, he would only choose the path that offered...

With a flick of his wrist, he slapped a large sack across the old man's face. Faced with the choice between respecting the elderly and caring for the young and keeping his promise, Zuoyou decisively chose the latter.

"Choose whatever you want, don't force it on me. I'm not buying it. The only thing I know is that I'm sticking with that girl."

Having figured out the whole truth, Sōyu wiped his palms. Even if he had accepted his explanation, he wouldn't have chosen to join forces with the guys from the Church of Truth.

Putting aside Kaguya's situation, Sawa could not possibly forgive the heinous things the Church of Shingon had done in the past.

Not to mention that this lousy church also keeps a bunch of weird and strange creatures.

"It's quite a choice you'd make, isn't it? I thought you'd be more reasonable, but it turns out you're still not rational enough in the end?"

Covering his face, which had been slapped hard by Saya, leaving a bloody mark, the old man struggled to his feet. But when he met Saya's gaze, his eyes were filled with a chilling intent, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"On the contrary, I think I'm far more rational than you. Don't you ever ask yourself, which of us is the one who's gone mad?"

Sōyu shook his head. Perhaps his initial purpose was good, and the idea of ​​saving the world was absolutely not wrong.

However, it must be said that the methods he used to achieve this goal were unacceptable to Sawa.

"For the sake of that god you speak of, who you don't even know if he truly exists, you've created such an ugly entity—you don't even know if he'll grant your wishes."

At this point, Sōyū's previously relaxed attitude vanished, and he looked at the old man in front of him with an extremely serious expression.

"Do you feel that as long as you achieve your desired goal, everything you do is worthwhile? And do you occasionally indulge in self-pity?"

"Let me tell you, you're a complete idiot, the kind that makes me want to vomit."

With a disdainful look, Sawa glanced at the old man, his clear-headedness and disgust at his actions unwavering, unmoved by the old man's so-called reasoning.

To be honest, he'd seen plenty of villains like this in comics and novels, but when one actually appeared in front of him, he still couldn't accept it.

They may have a thousand reasons to do those things, but that is not an excuse for doing those heinous things. They did them, and they need to take responsibility for them.

Sōyū watched the old man retreat without stopping him, and instead began to flex his fingers and wrists, as if preparing for a major battle.

As he had expected, since the conversation was going nowhere, there was no need to waste any more time talking.

The red-haired boy behind the old man walked up to him, shielded him behind him, and then tilted his head to look at Zuoyou with a provocative gaze.

"Should we fight outside or here? Those kids outside haven't left yet. If you're not worried about accidentally hurting others, I have no objection."

The red-haired boy casually reminded Saya by pointing towards the door.

He had told the old man long ago that with this kind of person's character, he wouldn't be so easily subdued. No matter what difficulties he might have, even if he were a saint, as long as he did something that Sōyū thought was wrong, this guy would never forgive him.

As for why Dongfang Zhihuo is so confident and knows so much about Zuoyou's personality, it's simply because he and Zuoyou are actually similar in personality.

To put it bluntly, it's a kind of arrogance that comes from the bottom of one's heart.

Moreover, Dongfang Zhihuo felt that the arrogance in the young man's heart was even greater than his own.

But unlike him, Zuoyou, despite his arrogance, had more principles. It was unclear what was holding him back, preventing him from being himself most of the time, as was the case now. Dongfang Zhihuo didn't even need to guess; he knew Zuoyou would definitely choose to leave and fight him in a secluded place.

They were just a bunch of insignificant human cubs, no different from ants on the ground in the face of his and Zuoyou's strength. Yet Zuoyou cared about them, which was what puzzled Dongfang Zhihuo.

"Fine, you pick the spot or I will. Of course, that old man behind you won't be able to escape. I'm not in the mood to deal with you first and then come after him. How about you two come at me together?"

Speaking of which, the only two people in the True Word Church who can fight right now are the two of them. Although it cannot be ruled out that they have some hidden tricks up their sleeves, at least the strength they showed before no longer poses any threat to Sōyū.

To Zuoyou's even more arrogant attitude, Dongfang Zhihuo didn't say anything more. He simply turned around, grabbed the old man's shoulder, and then disappeared from the spot.

Saya was left alone in the enormous church, but he didn't care. Given the red-haired boy's personality, he wouldn't go back on his word. Besides, if he wanted to chase after someone now, it was just a matter of giving an order.

Treating it as a test, Sōyū directly typed the command "TP to Touhou no Hō" in the chat bar. The next second, he appeared in an open space on the outskirts of Tokyo.

And there, the red-haired boy had been waiting for a long time.

Chapter 601 Seeing the successful cut, the empty spin is normal

Sōyū didn't see the old man nearby, but he didn't care much. The old man hadn't promised to bring him along anyway, so this was just a bit disappointing, and he couldn't really blame him.

"Actually, I feel you might be a little different from the other two members of the Right Seat of God. Why don't you admit defeat and surrender, losing half the stake?"

Sōyū didn't see anything in this red-haired boy other than arrogance. He remembered that in the original work, the boy was the kind of person who disdained attacking the weak. It seemed that he might not be able to get involved in the bad things that the Church of Truth had done.

"Do you think it'll do any good to say this now? I thought you and I were the same kind of people, but we still have to fight, right? I hope you can survive."

The boy, who had previously looked down on Saku, became completely serious and stared at Saku with his golden eyes. Seeing that Saku did not attack him, he quickly disappeared from the spot.

As the saying goes, the first to strike wins. Since Saya is willing to give up the initiative, he will not be polite to him. This is a life-or-death duel, so there is no such thing as martial ethics.

Without even leaving an afterimage, Dongfang Zhihuo vanished from his spot as if by teleportation. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Zuoyou, his fist flashing with fire, and he swung it directly at Zuoyou's head.

But Zuoyou wasn't some useless coward who could only take a beating. Dongfang Zhihuo was incredibly fast, almost teleporting, making it difficult even for Zuoyou to catch his movements.

Fortunately, he had to slow down his body when he threw the punch, barely managing to keep up with the speed that Saya could handle. Without the slightest hesitation, Saya gripped the Tsukito he had taken from his backpack and, facing the attack from the boy in front of him, simply took a step back, gripping the hilt of his katana.

As he suddenly retreated, the scabbard naturally slid off the Crescent Moon Blade. He gripped the hilt with both hands and flung it behind him in an exaggerated motion, his half-crouched body stretching out like a longbow drawn taut.

"Ding!"

A white light flashed across Zuoyou's body, and the flames that had been rushing towards Zuoyou like a fireball from the fist of Dongfang Zhihuo dissipated into the air. Not only that, Dongfang Zhihuo's temples throbbed suddenly, as if he had sensed some danger. He quickly abandoned the idea of ​​continuing the pursuit and retreated sharply.

Just as he had anticipated, a cherry blossom-like blade of light covered the spot where he had just stood. If he had been a step slower, he might have already been cut in half at the waist.

"Pfft, it struck but didn't sharpen. What a mistake."

Sōyū, whose counterattack missed its target, shook his head. The "Seeing Cut" skill was generally just something that served the purpose of gameplay. If it weren't for his swordsmanship trained by the Yokai Era, combined with the invincible needle that the system gave him, which was like a bug in the village, it would have been almost impossible for him to show off so coolly.

Fortunately, opening the blade in the air is a common occurrence for katana users. After sighing, Saya continued to look at the wary boy in front of him.

"You shouldn't mind if I use a weapon, right? If so, please feel free to use it. I was just worried about not having anyone to spar with." After bending down to pick up the scabbard that he had hastily thrown to the ground and sheathing the Tsukuyomi Blade, Saya gave him a smile and said.

"I'm not going to give in to you on this issue."

Although Dongfang Zhihuo was somewhat wary of the strange counterattack ability that Zuoyou had just displayed, he did not seem to be about to admit defeat. It was a situation where both the skill level and the life and death of Zuoyou were at stake. Even if Zuoyou had just pulled out a revolver and shot him, Dongfang Zhihuo would not have thought that Zuoyou was being despicable.

He made a grasping motion with his fingers towards the void before him, and a long, orange-red sword, purely formed from condensed flames, appeared in the hand of Eastern Fire.

With a light flick of his longsword, the flames seemed to ignite the entire void. Even Zuo You, who was standing some distance away from him, felt a wave of intense heat wash over him.

Playing with this weapon in the sweltering summer heat, aren't you afraid of getting heatstroke when you're not doing anything?

Sōyū raised an eyebrow and sheathed the Tsukuyū Blade. He had only been able to use this blade temporarily to activate the Sight Slash, but now that they were clearly going to clash, using it again would be too much of a drain on its durability.

"If I were to play against you, this might be a better option."

Speaking in a cryptic way that only he could understand, Saya took out Youmu Konpaku's Dream Card from his backpack, held it between his thumb and middle finger, and gently tapped the top of the card with his index finger.

Then, the dream summoning card transformed into a green light that enveloped Saku's entire body, eventually turning him into a white-haired swordsman with black hair tied up and looking dazed.

If Zuoyou were to use the Louguan Sword and Bailou Sword that come with the Dream Summoning, he wouldn't feel any remorse. After all, the boy in front of him still had an instant-kill cheat that he hadn't activated yet. If the boy were to suddenly attack him, he wouldn't have anywhere to repair the broken weapon.

Dongfang Zhihuo didn't take advantage of Saku's use of the Dream Summoning card to ambush him. Instead, he waited until Saku had assumed a fighting stance and was looking at him before gripping his flaming longsword with one hand and charging towards Saku with a burst of flame. The weapon in Dongfang Zhihuo's hand swept towards Saku with a scorching wave of energy. Compared to Saku's somewhat flashy swordsmanship, his approach was more about overwhelming force with sheer power. It lacked fancy effects, focusing solely on the lightning-fast speed of his swing, and the explosive power it contained was palpable.

A casual attack created a sonic boom, and the longsword forged from flames arrived in front of Saya in the blink of an eye, slashing down directly.

Saya, the target of this attack, showed no intention of dodging or resisting.

Instead, all he did was take a step back in front of the flaming longsword that was so close at hand, grasp the scabbard of the Louguan Sword with his left hand and raise it to his waist, while his right hand forcefully pressed the blade back down, which had been flung out by the large movement.

Click!

The sound of the blade sheathing rang out almost simultaneously with the sound of Dongfang Zhihuo's longsword striking him. "Clang!"

Chapter 602 The Right of the Divine

Dongfang Zhihu thought he could easily cut Saku in two with his long sword, but he felt as if he had hit a solid iron plate. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't penetrate Saku's body even a little bit.

Before he could even think of a second strike, Sōyū, who had just taken the hit, suddenly drew his long sword and charged forward, standing right behind him.

A white sword aura swept across his body in a semi-circle. Only after Zuo You lightly shook the Louguan Sword in his hand did the wound seem to delay before blooming on Dongfang Zhihuo's body.

His once red clothes were now shredded into long strips of cloth, as if they had been slashed. Even his body, which had never been scarred since he gained his power, was now marked with blood-red marks from the sword light.

Blood seeped from the wound. Although it wasn't a serious problem for him, it was still enough to surprise and disbelieve him.

He should have been the one to strike first, yet Saiyu was completely unharmed, while he himself was dealt a solid blow. He had never heard of this defensive counter-attack fighting style before, and this was the first time he had ever encountered Saiyu's ability.

"How many secrets do you still have on your mind?"

The Church of Shingon has fought against Sōyū many times, but almost every time they fight him, their evaluation of his strength is elevated to an extra level. Almost every time, they can see him use new abilities while calmly dismantling the Church of Shingon's offensive.

Even now, the Eastern Flame still cannot see through the boy before it, who seems shrouded in mist.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you, but first you have to atone for the sins you committed before."

Saya, who had successfully replicated the cool Iaijutsu of the katana, seemed to be in a good mood. As he sheathed his sword, he turned around and even joked with the dangerous boy in front of him.

He naturally knew that it was unlikely that he could deal with this guy who hadn't even shown his true strength yet, just by using the Louguan Sword in his hand. Besides, he was still human after all, and Zuoyou had no intention of killing him.

The main idea behind this set was that Sayu himself wanted to see if he could perform Iaijutsu. Now that he has perfectly replicated it, he is satisfied.

After the appetizers, Saya knew very well that the real main course was about to begin.

As expected, Dongfang Zhihuo seemed to want to get entangled with Zuoyou any longer, or perhaps he was worried that Zuoyou would use some strange ability again. He rubbed his right arm with his left hand, and a terrifying arm that looked like a chicken claw extended from his shoulder.

"With so many unknowns and uncertainties surrounding you, I think it's better for you to leave the stage sooner rather than later. If you could withstand that last blow, then try this punch."

With a satisfied stretch, as if freed from something that had been binding his body, Dongfang Zhihuo stretched out the arm on his shoulder rhythmically, eventually pointing in the direction of Zuoyou.

"I am truly interested in you, but unfortunately, you chose this path yourself. If you insist on being an enemy of the Church of Truth, then I have no choice but to send you off the stage."

The boy, who exuded a dangerous aura, narrowed his eyes, seemingly unconcerned that Saya would run away, and even leaned forward to look at him.

"Do you have any last words to say? If I'm in a good mood, I might be able to relay them for you. Of course, if it's something you want to say to that young lady of the Yuzaki family, then forget it. I'll send her to see you soon."

As if he could already foresee Saya's inevitable death, Dongfang Zhihu looked at Saya with a regretful expression, awaiting his reply.

To his surprise, Saya simply scratched his head and then, as if giving up, deactivated the form he had just created with the card.