Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

The long sword is in front, and Rika is behind.

One attack from near and one from far, a pincer movement.

Facing the combined attack of the two, Tsukumo Yuki remained calm and lashed out with her dark gold whip, the blade drawing a perfect arc to repel Rika who was attacking from the side.

The force of the impact caused Rika's body to sway, but she quickly regained her balance.

At the same time, Jujuku Yuki clenched his left fist and threw a straight punch at Yigu's face.

Ekiku dodged to the side, his long sword slashing upwards towards Tsukumo Yuki's arm.

Yuki Tsukumo neither dodged nor evaded, but dark golden curse patterns appeared on her arm as she took the blow head-on.

"Ding"

Another crisp metallic clang rang out.

The blade of the bone left a faint white mark on her arm.

But this time, Jujuku did not stop as calmly as before.

Because she discovered that the cut on the bone was heavier than before.

It's not that the knife has become heavier; it's that the curse power attached to the knife has become more concentrated.

Rika's appearance not only provided Otsuku with additional magical power reserves, but also allowed him to use that almost infinite magical power at any time during battle to enhance his attacks.

For the first time, Tsukumo Yuki's expression turned serious.

She took a step back, and the dark gold whip spun in her hand, growing longer and thicker—its quality had been enhanced by the Star Fury.

"Here, try this."

The bone whip swept horizontally towards Bone, so fast that it even left a white trail in the air.

Yigu leaped into the air, his blade slashing at the bone whip, imbued with the cursed power of Lixiang.

"when--"

The knife was not deflected.

The blade and the bone whip locked in a stalemate for half a second, sparks flying everywhere.

Tsukumo Yuki raised an eyebrow slightly.

She exerted her strength suddenly, increasing the weight of the bone whip once again, deflecting Yi Gu's knife, and the whip tip then curled towards Yi Gu's wrist.

Yi Gu flipped his left hand and drew a short dagger from his waist.

He used his short dagger to parry the whip tip, then used the momentum to flip in the air before landing steadily.

Rika rushed out from behind him, her huge hand grabbing at Yuki Tsukumo's head.

Jiujiu Yuki didn't look up, but simply jumped back a step.

Rika slammed her palm on the ground, creating a shallow crater and sending pebbles flying.

Ninety-nine retreated to a safe distance and swung the bone whip in her hand.

"You cooperated well."

"Thank you."

Yi Gu gripped the longsword, and the purple curse power on the blade became even thicker, almost solidifying.

He began to draw large amounts of magical energy from Rika—a technique he had learned from the preparations for the expansion of the domain, concentrating a large amount of magical energy into a single point for release, resulting in astonishing power.

Yi Gu raised his long sword, the tip of which pointed towards the ninety-nine yogis.

"It's my turn to attack now."

He rushed toward the ninety-nine Yuki.

Rika followed behind him, the two moving so fast that the audience in the stands could only see two afterimages, one purple and one gray.

Ninety-Nine Yuki held his bone whip horizontally in front of him, ready to meet the attack.

But Bone did not rush straight up.

When he reached a point less than five meters from the 99th kilo, he suddenly changed direction—moving sideways to the right.

Rika then moved to the left.

The two switched positions in mid-air.

Yuki's pupils contracted slightly—she realized that Otsuko was using Rika to obscure her vision.

She instinctively swung the bone whip to the left because Rika was larger and posed a greater threat.

But she was wrong.

The true killing move is the bone of the second limb.

He had already prepared the incantation the instant he shifted sideways—"Slowness!"

Yuki Tsukumo was a beat too slow.

Yigu's knife slashed out from the right, the blade aimed at the neck of Jiujiu Yuki.

This strike was imbued with a more concentrated curse than any before.

Ninety-nine Yuki didn't have time to use his bone whip to block.

She could only raise her left arm to catch it.

"Click—"

This time the sound is different.

It wasn't the crisp sound of metal clashing, but the sound of bones cracking.

A gash appeared on Jujiro's left arm, and blood seeped from the wound.

But her expression didn't change at all.

She grabbed Yi Gu's wrist with her right hand and twisted it sharply.

Yi Gu's body was thrown out by her, crashing to the ground and rolling several times before coming to a stop.

Rika rushed in from the side, her huge hand grabbing at Tsukumo Yuki.

Tsukumo Yuki loosened his grip on the bone, and the bone whip swept across, wrapping around Rika's arm before pulling her sharply.

Rika's figure swayed.

Although she felt no pain, the enormous mass attached to the bone whip forcibly shifted her body's center of gravity.

Taking advantage of this opening, Yuki Tsukumo took a few steps back.

She looked down at the wound on her left arm, then looked up at her sacrum.

"Yes, you slashed me."

Yi Gu stood up from the ground and dusted himself off.

"Can the senior still move his left arm?"

"good."

Tsukumo Yuki moved her left arm. Although the wound was still bleeding, her fingers could bend and straighten without any problems.

"But I won't let you touch me again with the next strike."

Chapter 148 The Battle Between Yigu and Jiujuu 2

Bone did not reply.

He began to gather his strength.

He made a hand seal with his left hand; this was a technique he had figured out himself from his combat experience, rather than a copied spell.

Rika sensed Etsuko's thoughts, and a huge figure of magical power hovered behind Etsuko, suddenly increasing the efficiency of drawing magical power from the void.

The cursed power surged from the ring like water bursting its banks, condensing into a visible purple vortex around Yi Gu's body.

Yi Gu's total magical power already far exceeded that of ordinary people, and with Rika's intervention, he could achieve a double increase in magical power in a short period of time. He closed his eyes, his long sword held horizontally in front of him, the purple magical power on the blade so thick that it was almost black.

Tsukumo Yuki sensed something was wrong.

The fluctuations in Yigu's magical power were rising rapidly, at an abnormal rate—it wasn't a normal use of magical power, but rather Rika was continuously pouring her stored magical power into Yigu like a blood transfusion. She was sacrificing her own existence to provide Yigu with an explosive output of magical power.

"What are you doing?"

Ninety-nine Yorgos' pupils contracted slightly.

Although she didn't know exactly what move Yi Gu was preparing, her years of fighting instincts told her that she couldn't let him build up any more momentum.

Absolutely not.

Ninety-nine Yuki rushed forward.

The ground beneath her feet exploded, sending debris flying, and her body shot out like a cannonball, so fast that not even a shadow remained in the air.

The bone whip spun in her hand, its body covered in a dark golden light, its quality elevated to an extremely high level—a single lash would be enough to shatter the core of a top-grade cursed spirit.

A whip lashed towards Yi Gu's head, the sound of it cutting through the air sharp and piercing.

Rika stood in front of Otsuko. Her enormous hands crossed above her head, and the bone whip lashed out at Rika's arm with a dull thud—the sound was like a hammer striking an anvil, clearly audible even in the stands.

Rika's body swayed violently, a crack appeared on her arm from the blow, and her cursed power scattered like fragments. But she gritted her teeth and did not back down.

Kujuro gritted his teeth and cracked the whip again.

First lash.

The second lash.

The third lash.

Each lash carries a massive mass capable of denting the ground, the whip whistling through the air and distorting the surrounding air.

Rika was forced to retreat repeatedly, her huge feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Fine cracks began to appear on her body, spreading from her arms to her shoulders and then to her chest—the marks of her cursed power being forcibly dispersed by external forces, like a fine piece of porcelain being cracked.

But the sacchari bone is still accumulating.