That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Then there's Yan Qing, whose inherent skill is EX-level Chinese boxing. He can indeed suppress the divided spirit of Quetzalcoatl in terms of martial arts, but when Quetzalcoatl gets serious, Yan Qing surrenders unconditionally because he senses that he will be slapped to death in the next second.

Finally, there's Sherlock Holmes, whose inherent skill is the B++ level "Barton Technique." If someone hadn't intervened in time, he would have been struck by a meteor from outside the atmosphere, ending his detective life by landing headfirst on the ground.

These are all things that Quetzalcoatl, in his split-spirit state, once did. As for his original body, Hall had no doubt that she might throw him directly to Venus, which she governs, using a throwing technique, and then perform a planetary slam from Venus.

However, there was no other way but to agree.

After a moment's thought, Hall raised a finger and stated his condition: "I have one condition, which is that you are not allowed to use any power that would completely overwhelm me."

Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, nodded happily: "No problem, that's what makes wrestling so fun."

Hall didn't mention any specific values, and even Hall himself didn't know how powerful she was, so he wasn't afraid that she would break the rules and use a power level that would overwhelm Hall.

Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, is the pinnacle of good gods, and his team attribute is Order and Good.

"Let's begin then."

Hall assumed a fighting stance, his skin glowing with dense patterns of light, layer upon layer of enhanced magic, his fist turning a deep purple.

Although it has been emphasized many times that martial arts are a compulsory course for modern magicians, Hall has absolute confidence in his own martial arts skills and is not afraid of Servants who are good at martial arts.

"This doesn't seem like a game. You're a truly serious opponent, and I'm getting fired up." Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, scrutinized Hall's fighting stance and said earnestly.

Swish!

Hall swayed his body like a serpent, leaving a series of afterimages in his wake. As he approached Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, his fist lashed at her cheek at an angle that defied human joint control, like a whip.

boom!boom!

The air was scattered, and Quetzalcoatl, who had not expected Hall's attack to be so fierce and strange, was momentarily stunned and was punched in the face by Hall, and staggered back.

Hall had no intention of showing mercy; his fists were aimed directly at Quetzalcoatl's face. Enhanced by magic, each punch was more powerful than a cannonball.

boom! boom! boom!

The air vibrated continuously. Hall's magic eye observed Quetzalcoatl's body posture and confirmed that he had already slid out of her attack range the moment she wanted to counterattack.

Quetzalcoatl's fighting skills are limited to wrestling; as long as he isn't caught, he's fine.

She hugged empty air; her beautifully sculpted face had been hit by more than a dozen of Hall's cannonballs, yet it didn't even turn red or swollen. Instead, it became even more radiant.

"Big sister's going on stage!"

Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, offered a friendly reminder with a smile.

Hall's expression changed drastically, as if he could see the hot wind blowing behind Quetzalcoatl. His magic eye analyzed her movements, and he dodged to the side the moment she pounced.

However, Hall was met with a scorching solar wind that could burn the earth.

One point!

As the feathered serpent god Quetzalcoatl spoke with great enthusiasm, Hall's vision suddenly spun.

what happened?

Hall was somewhat dazed. His magic eye recorded the scene from just now: Quetzalcoatl teleported in front of him and struck his neck with his right arm at an extremely high speed.

Imagine a high-speed train with metal railings hitting someone's neck—that's pretty much what happened to Hall.

Hall was somewhat relieved that his head was still attached to his body.

Before he could react, Hall, who was flying in mid-air, felt a hot, delicate body press against his back, and his body was firmly held in place by strong arms.

The body struggled desperately but to no avail; the magic and spells were swallowed up by divinity the moment they touched the arms.

It's locked!

Hall felt a chill run down his spine; the higher the temperature his body felt, the colder his heart felt.

will die!

"Second point! That was so cool, that's my signature move!"

Hall understood what she meant: no matter what means were used, it was impossible to escape from a supreme god.

Since that's the case, the only option is to confront it head-on!

With a fierce determination, Hall frantically squeezed out the magic power from his internal magic circuits and struck his arms, creating a powerful magic barrier to protect his body.

"Ground Throw!"

Quetzalcoatl shouted and grabbed Hall from behind by the waist, delivering a powerful back throw!

boom!

The earth trembled, and burning crimson flames shot into the sky, turning all the land within a radius of several meters into lava. The scorching heat wave instantly burned the vegetation around the forest to ashes, and the radiation area continued to spread.

Hall quickly escaped from the flames, his body still smoking, the light patterns on his skin much dimmer, and half of the magic power stored in his magic circuits had evaporated in the attack.

However, such an attack was not a Noble Phantasm; it was merely a simple wrestling attack by Quetzalcoatl.

Quetzalcoatl emerged from the flames, cupping his face in delight and smiling, "Ara~ it seems I underestimated you, big sister. You withstood that attack without being burned to ashes. What should I do? I think I'm getting excited."

Hall sniffed, wondering if she had cheated. Was this the level of skill that matched his own?

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In the shadows, a blonde girl was watching the wrestling match between Hall and Quetzalcoatl.

She wore a dignified and appropriate black short dress, decorated with gold accessories to prevent it from looking too monotonous. Her golden hair was like sunlight shining down, and she wore a crown. The girl's face was pretty and cute, and her red eyes seemed thoughtful.

Ereshkigal, the goddess of the underworld.

She bit her thin lips, muttering to herself in confusion, "What's going on... Why do I feel so strange when I see that human magician's face?"

Perhaps because of nervousness, she started playing with her golden hair again, and even though no one was around, she emphasized, "It's like seeing a dear...acquaintance."

"What's going on? Could it be that I have a karmic connection with him in another world?"

"How could that be? I am the Queen who rules the Underworld, not some mere mortal..."

"However... if it's true..."

Ereshkigal's pretty face turned as red as an apple, steam rose from her head, and her voice grew softer and softer. To this dark goddess who lived in the underworld, her friend was an invaluable treasure.

Of course, it would be best if she could keep her friend locked away in a gun cell forever.

Chapter 349 Supreme Goodness

How to do?

Wrestling with Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, is as simple as not getting caught and not dying...

Yeah, right! Go to hell!

Hall cursed inwardly. The results observed by the Demon Eye showed that Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, did not use any power beyond what was permissible.

She only used the divine power that even she herself could not control.

Power is the manifestation of God, a phenomenon of God's existence in this world. It is not uncontrollable, but more accurately, it cannot be eliminated.

Their forms of expression are very similar to the Mystic Eyes. Both the Mystic Eyes of Petrification and the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can be considered manifestations of divine powers. The former, needless to say, belongs to Medusa, who herself is an incomplete goddess. The latter, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, which originates from the concept of death, originally belonged to the evil god Balor.

The powers of a supreme god are concepts that cannot be comprehended even by the most imaginable human beings. They can easily summon divine beasts, grant immunity to damage, and resurrect the dead on the spot.

If there is no possibility of victory, then there is only one thing to do.

By giving it our all and risking our lives to challenge Quetzalcoatl, perhaps we can die with some dignity.

"Ha~"

Hall adjusted his breathing, and magic formed an internal circulation within his body, activating the body's internal potential through breathing while also protecting the organs.

This is not magic, but a type of Chinese martial arts. In this era, it cannot fully realize its potential because it lacks the foundation of Eastern magic.

Hall changed his stance, lowered his center of gravity, gathered power in his legs, and his body was enveloped by an even stronger, sharper aura.

Bajiquan is the designated martial art in the Type-Moon world. It is the fighting style that Kirei Kotomine and Rin Tohsaka are most proficient in. Even with only a rudimentary understanding, it can be used in actual combat and achieve amazing results. It is also one of the martial arts techniques that Hall is most interested in in the Type-Moon world.

Authentic Bajiquan requires coordination of breathing and footwork. Hall had consulted Bajiquan materials and used the Spiritual Calculation Function of the Magic Eye to simulate it, which perfectly reproduced the style of the fist.

The demonic eye stares at Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, while the exotic blonde woman remains passionate and unrestrained, waiting for Hall to throw himself into her arms.

"Although he is not as good as Li Shuwen, he has no other choice under the current circumstances."

Hall's breathing became steady and long. The moment the ground beneath his feet cracked open, his body was like a tiger unleashed from its cage, stepping into a sea of ​​fire. The rhythm of his breathing changed the path of the magic power flowing within his body, continuously strengthening his physical body, squeezing out potential with almost no side effects, and extracting life force.

boom!

With a single palm strike, Hall clearly felt a peculiar sensation as if he had torn something apart. The magic of the Divine Era, under a powerful gravitational pull, swirled into an invisible vortex centered on Hall's arm, instantly forming a unique martial arts domain.

Holy crap!

Hall himself was startled. This was like the state of oneness with heaven and man often mentioned in martial arts novels. It was infinitely close to the height of the inherent barrier. He could influence the world with his own power. His fists were like the laws of the world. The killing power of his fists was the killing power of the world. The enemy of his fists was the enemy of the world.

"Allah?"

Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, was no longer relaxed. He was moved by the punch and saw a fighting aesthetic that was completely different from wrestling. He crossed his arms in front of him to protect himself, and the power and divinity of his authority empowered his body.

boom!

The palm that squeezed into the divine realm slammed into the arms of Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god. The overwhelming force shattered the ground beneath their feet, but it couldn't even make Quetzalcoatl take a step back.

MD!

Hall felt as if he had slapped a mountain made of steel, but the mountain remained motionless. The immense magic and force, however, made his hand go numb.

Hall rarely uses martial arts, but that doesn't mean he's not proficient. With the magical eye's ability to perform spiritual calculations, Hall can master any technology based on human intelligence in a very short time.

However, this ability cannot be considered cheating.

Similar abilities were possessed by Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, and Scáthach, the queen of the Land of Shadows, and they could even easily pass them on to others.

Furthermore, Servants with the [Emperor's Privilege] can also master it quickly.

It's worth mentioning that the martial arts, swordsmanship, and other martial arts techniques in the Type-Moon universe have always been remarkably expressive.

Sasaki Kojiro's [Swallow Reversal], which reached the realm of magic; Li Shuwen's [Ki Swallow] and [Circle]; Martha's [Jacob's Hands and Feet]; the Awakener's [Kalalipayate], etc.

It's not over yet!

Hall knew he couldn't stop. If the offensive slowed down and gave Quetzalcoatl an opportunity, he would be completely on the defensive and have no chance of winning.

Hall took a deep breath and withdrew his right hand. At the same time, his body gathered an even more powerful aura, and the circulation of magic power within his body accelerated. The domain of martial arts almost materialized, not only stimulating his internal life force but also drawing in a large amount of divine magic power.

Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, smiled and muttered to himself, "Getting more and more interesting..."