Don't force me to use my right fist.

Once he returned to normal, Saya looked at Touhou no Hikaru with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot, sighed, and then raised his right arm, extending a bright middle finger at him.

"Do you know that saying things like 'celebrating victory in advance' is usually just planting your own flag? Don't be so eager to lift the trophy. If you fail to deliver, you'll be the one who gets embarrassed."

As Zuo You helped Dongfang Zhihuo find his place, a smile also appeared on his lips.

This time, there was no intention of letting him make the first move. Zuoyou took a step forward and charged directly at Dongfang Zhihuo, who was still looking at him with a contemptuous expression.

"You're the first one to be like a moth drawn to a flame."

Looking at Sakuya as if he were a dead man, the chicken claw-like arm on the right shoulder of the Eastern Fire suddenly swung in Sakuya's direction.

The next moment, the space around Saku seemed to be torn apart by some powerful force. As the claw closed, it seemed that Saku's fragile body would be annihilated along with that space in the next second.

This is the most powerful trump card of the Eastern Fire, and also the enchantment ability that Zuoyou once considered—the Right of Divine Power.

The third hand, drawn from the power of the Divine Right, can strike the target with a mere swing, so speed is unnecessary. And since it can destroy the enemy with a simple slap, there is no need to pursue great power.

The power of these claw-like arms automatically adjusts according to the strength of the enemy that must be defeated. To put it more simply, the damage caused by this punch is guaranteed to hit and will definitely kill instantly.

Of course, this only refers to how it's designed; it doesn't mean that having this ability will actually allow you to instantly kill everything.

Otherwise, the Church of Truth wouldn't go through the trouble of summoning their god; wouldn't it have been simpler to just have him annihilate those demons?

To put it simply, this instant-kill cheat has a damage limit, but for gods, this limit can probably be ignored.

But regardless, if the goal is simply to crush Sasuke, this power should be more than enough.

The premise is that Sayu doesn't use any cheats.

"biu~!"

A sound like a balloon bursting rang out, but the scenario that Dongfang Zhihu had imagined—Saoyou torn to pieces—did not occur.

Saya rushed up to him unharmed, and before he could react with a stunned expression, she punched him right in the face.

Chapter 603 You think you're the only one with a third hand?

"How is that possible?"

Before he could finish speaking, Dongfang Zhihuo was blasted away by a powerful force, crashing into a large grove of trees before finally coming to rest against a broken tree trunk.

His already disheveled appearance, already hampered by Saya's sword aura, became even more chaotic. Saya's punch landed squarely on his face without any attempt to hold back.

Dongfang Zhihuo felt a sharp pain in his head, and his consciousness was even knocked away for a few seconds. Even though he managed to regain his balance, a feeling of dizziness lingered in his head for a long time.

Not to mention that his nose seemed to have lost all feeling, with only a warm flow coming out of his nostrils. Dongfang Zhihuo knew without a doubt that it must be the temperature of blood.

He reached out and touched his nose, which he could no longer feel. Realizing that the entire bridge of his nose might have been shattered, his anger finally erupted from within him.

"I want you dead!"

"Don't hit someone in the face" is basic common sense, but this guy, Sayu, doesn't respect that at all. This punch didn't do much damage, but in terms of insult, it was extremely offensive.

Even Dongfang Zhihuo, who had been fighting him with a calm and detached expression, could no longer suppress his anger after taking this punch.

Although he already knew that Sayu had some special skill that could disable other abilities, Dongfang Zhihu never expected that Sacred Right, whom he had never failed to defeat, would have such a day.

Undeterred, he raised his right shoulder arm, which resembled a chicken claw, once more. A massive flaming sword, about thirty or forty meters long, materialized in his palm and slashed directly down at Zuoyou's location.

Sōyū raised an eyebrow. He usually joked about the forty-meter-long sword, but it actually happened. The effect was quite impressive.

Fortunately, Imagine Breaker's effect hadn't worn off yet, and Saya didn't think that this terrifying attack would actually have any effect on him. So, what he needed to do now was quite simple.

Since one punch wasn't enough to knock this guy out, I'll just throw another one.

Ignoring the flaming longsword that seemed poised to cleave the earth in two, Sōyū transformed into a blur and charged toward the spot where the Eastern Fire stood.

The long sword swallowed up Zuo You's figure in the blink of an eye, and the entire space and land in front of Dongfang Zhihuo were turned into scorched earth by this attack.

But as Dongfang Zhihuo's pupils contracted, Zuoyou's figure reappeared in front of him. The terrifying attack seemed to have caused him no harm at all. The fist brought a whooshing sound and struck his face again.

He was sent flying backwards like a sandbag, but the pain in his head was nothing compared to the overwhelming confusion in his heart that made Dongfang Zhihuo feel even worse.

How did Sayu manage to do that? He had clearly witnessed Sayu being swallowed up by the power of the Right of the Holy, yet Sayu appeared before him completely unharmed. This was the greatest provocation and challenge Sayu could face.

The ability that had always been able to easily defeat any defense was now being treated so unfairly for the first time, and Dongfang Zhihuo felt a dizzying sensation.

But Sōyū didn't give him any more time to think. The moment he was sent flying backward, he pounced on him again and caught up to him before he even stopped.

Another punch was thrown out, without any restraint, making the sound as terrifying as a cannonball. What annoyed Dongfang Zhihuo even more was that this punch was still aimed at his face.

Saga is deliberately trying to disfigure him!

Unable to contain his anger any longer, Dongfang Zhihuo finally reacted. Ignoring the lingering dizziness in his head, he raised his fist and struck Zuoyou's fist.

Neither could gain the upper hand in the relentless exchange of blows, but with a thought from Dongfang Zhihuo, the third arm on his right shoulder became the most crucial variable in the battle.

Without hesitation, he swung it towards Saya's body. Saya's hands were currently entangled with his, and it was obviously impossible for him to free his hands to deal with this attack.

Since the power of the Right of the Divine is ineffective, then we should just physically tear Saya apart. Judging from his appearance, it seems that only his abilities are ineffective; physical attacks can still work on him.

Sawa clearly realized this as well. He was not afraid of anyone when it came to fistfights, but no matter what, it would be difficult for two fists to gain the upper hand when facing three fists.

Fortunately, Sawa wasn't entirely unprepared.

The claws, carrying terrifying power, slammed down towards Zuoyou. Dongfang Zhihuo had no intention of holding back. He was determined to kill this boy here, otherwise, he felt this would become a permanent regret for him.

But the seemingly inevitable strike still stopped. It wasn't that Dongfang Zhihuo suddenly realized something, nor was it that the brave warrior Zuoyou cut off his own arm to block the attack.

A rectangular virtual arm extended from Zuoyou's right shoulder, blocking his claw and pressing him down. "Sorry, you're not the only one with a third hand. I bet you didn't expect that, did you?"

Zuoyou grinned and gave him an incredibly energetic smile. He hadn't used this third arm, which belonged to the cube-like man, for a long time. If he hadn't seen Zuoyou insist on using the Divine Right as a cheat, he wouldn't have wanted to bully him.

Now it's three hands against three hands, so no one is at a disadvantage.

"I'll take care of you in half a minute. I hope you won't disappoint me, kid."

Sōyu silently counted the duration of his Imagine Breaker ability, then threw a powerful punch at the East Fire while raising a finger and declaring his battle cry.

He said he would take care of this cheater within half a minute, and he would definitely do it. Moreover, without the support of that terrifying instant-kill cheat, Zuo You didn't think the red-haired boy in front of him could last half a minute against him.

After all, unlike that spiky-haired boy who also possesses Imagine Breaker, Sawa is not on the same level when it comes to hand-to-hand combat.

Chapter 604 Destroy Your Cheat

As Saya had predicted, in close combat without using any other abilities, Eastern Fire indeed had no way to defeat Saya.

Overly reliant on the instant-kill ability of the Right of Divine Power, he never knew what it felt like to throw a second punch. Generally, once he got serious, there was no need to consider anything else.

But the existence of Sōyū was a real slap in the face for him.

Not only psychologically, but also physically, Saya launched one fierce attack after another on his face.

As if he had a grudge against Dongfang Zhihuo's face, if Zuoyou saw even the slightest flaw in his counterattack, his fist would land on his face without reservation.

In less than ten seconds of contact, Sayu had already punched Dongfang Zhihuo's face into a pig's head, making it impossible to tell that he was once a rather handsome red-haired boy.

This might be what it means to be beaten so badly that even your own mother wouldn't recognize you.

And that wasn't the most terrifying thing. After Dongfang Zhihu made a mistake and was caught by Zuoyou, he realized the gap between himself and this person in hand-to-hand combat.

But now, even if he wanted to escape, Saya wouldn't give him the chance.

Even more terrifying was that as Saya's fists pounded into his head again and again, the dizziness, as if his brain was being shaken to its core, made his consciousness begin to blur.

The more this happened, the slower his reaction became, and the more severe the blow he suffered.

In the end, Dongfang Zhihuo couldn't even reach out to stop Zuoyou's fists. He could only let Zuoyou approach him like Ip Man and bombard his head with a barrage of punches.

The consciousness of the Eastern Flame began to gradually dissipate. If there were a next time, he would never rely on the power of the Right of the Holy again, at least not in terms of hand-to-hand combat.

Unfortunately, life doesn't offer so many "what ifs," and Saya certainly won't give him a second chance.

The fist, stained with blood that had spilled from Dongfang Zhihuo's face and mouth, stopped. Zuoyou wasn't suddenly soft-hearted and ready to let him go; he just hadn't expected him to be so resilient. So, he decided to give him another powerful blow on top of his current condition.

"The last punch will hurt a lot, just bear with it."

He took a break and drank a bowl of dark cuisine that he would never have touched before. Only this kind of thing has a buff that doesn't conflict with Imagine Breaker. If Sayu wanted to intensify his offensive, there was nothing he could do.

Ah Zhen's honey-glazed meat soup, something that Zuo You hadn't used much from the beginning until now, played a crucial role for the first time at this moment.

Despite feeling extremely uncomfortable and wanting to vomit, Zuoyou inexplicably felt a surge of power flowing from within his body and gathering in his limbs.

The terrifying power of the Strength X buff was immediately apparent. Dongfang Zhihuo's arm, which had instinctively tried to block Zuoyou's fist, cracked crisply the moment it touched Zuoyou's fist. Dongfang Zhihuo's entire wrist twisted in an extremely contorted position, and it was even possible to see the broken bone beneath the muscles of his arm.

Originally, Dongfang Zhihuo was dizzy from being hit on the head by Zuoyou, but he was instantly awakened by the excruciating pain. All he could do was stare at his deformed hand, his mouth agape, his face contorted in pain.

Before he could even utter a scream, he was forced to swallow it back by Saya's next move. Saya reached out and grabbed the third hand formed from the power of the Divine Right on his right shoulder, gave him a vicious smile, and then, ignoring his struggles, suddenly raised his right fist.

One hand pinned Dongfang Zhihuo's body down, rendering him completely unable to resist, while the free right fist slammed down on the chicken claw-like arm.

Sōyū wanted to know how the Right of Divine Power would perform if it were directly crushed.

Instead of just guessing, Zuoyou took action. He raised his fist, which had been amplified thirteen times in strength, and slammed it down on the arm with a force that seemed to shatter the entire space.

The terrifying power distorted the space around the claw-like arm. The arm, which was merely a manifestation of power, could no longer withstand the immense pressure the moment Sōyū's fist touched it, and instantly turned into specks of red starlight that dissipated into the void.

As the claw formed by the Divine Right dissipated, a mixture of pain and shock appeared on the face of the Eastern Fire.

He never imagined that one day his third hand, which he was so proud of and even thought could be used to save the world, would be shattered like this.

He never imagined that this power, which had always been able to instantly kill others, would be so fragile as to be smashed into starlight by a single punch.

What terrified him even more than the pain in his arm was that, with the shattering of his arm, the power of the Divine Right that had resided within him was rapidly diminishing, as if it had been utterly destroyed along with the arm. The feeling of power draining away made Dongfang Zhihuo's face turn pale. Without this power, he didn't know how he could go on living; it was something he absolutely could not accept.

But the truth wouldn't change just because he didn't accept it. As a burst of fiery red light continued to emanate from his body, Dongfang Zhihu finally understood something.

That means he may never again possess the power of the Holy Right.

Sawa, the instigator, turned his head away with a somewhat unpleasant expression after completing the attack, but ultimately couldn't hold it in and vomited on the spot.

It felt great to throw that punch, but he really couldn't stand the lingering taste of the stuff he had just eaten.

Chapter 605 Strange Ideas

The battle ultimately lasted less than half a minute, as Zuoyou had predicted. From the moment he suppressed the Eastern Fire to the moment he crushed the terrifying third hand, it only took about twenty seconds in total.

It has to be said that the combination of Imagine Breaker and the boost from drugs was simply too terrifying. So much so that Saiyu hadn't even had a chance to activate his Creation Mode, which he had been saving as a trump card for fighting him, before the battle was over.

While it's true that Dongfang Zhihuo isn't good at close combat, it can't be denied that Zuoyou has been constantly getting stronger during this period.

After glancing at the disheveled boy who had fainted from the pain of losing the power of the Holy Right, Sōyū breathed a sigh of relief and then trapped him in a mine cart.