King of Fighters, I became Mai Shiranui's lifelong enemy

"Hmm~Wu~"

This time there was finally a reaction. Watanabe Kaoru suddenly whimpered like a kitten, and a blush spread from her neck to the tips of her ears.

"Please... please don't touch there! Mr. Wu Ji!"

Being called out in public, in front of my idol...this is too embarrassing.

"Oh, oh, oh, there's a reaction here, right?" Wu Ji nodded calmly and said seriously, "Then I think I understand."

"I'm a doctor now, don't be so resistant to me, throw away your meaningless sense of shame!"

“In the eyes of doctors, there are no men or women, only patients.”

Watanabe Xun sent a distress signal to Athena, but received no response.

I could only mumble, "Okay, okay."

Mai Shiranui looked at him coldly, and said with disdain, "Oh, are you planning on role-playing?"

"Doctors and patients. I remember he used to like doctors and nurses."

"Don't talk about Teacher Wu Ji like that. It's not that exaggerated... Maybe he really has a way to save Xiaoxun." Athena still had some confidence. In front of the two of them, Wu Ji would not go too far.

If we want to cure diseases and save lives, there must really be a way.

Mai Shiranui said expressionlessly, "Should I show you my nurse uniform?"

Athena: “…”

"Besides, doctors use scalpels to save people, why is he using a broken sword..." Mai Shiranui suddenly shuddered, thinking of something perverted, "He, he, he, he, he, he's not going to make a human pillow..."

In an instant, all the words Wu Ji had used to threaten her flashed through her mind.

Mai Shiranui looked at Wu Ji and Watanabe Xun with horror, as if she saw a butcher and a piece of delicious meat.

Should we take shelter first? Will the following scene be too bloody?

"Sister Xiaowu, what strange things are you talking about..."

"Hoohoo, why are you calling me over here so urgently?!"

With a panting sound, Kusanagi Aoi rushed in.

"Oh nothing."

Wu Ji raised a cruel smile:

"Give me some blood, enough to fill a bucket."

Chapter 141 The Prince of Heaven

"Come on, come on, don't be reluctant to bleed, give me some more."

Wu Ji didn't understand how to use the Kusanagi sword, so he could only verify his ideas through a lot of experiments.

He dipped the Kusanagi sword in Kusanagi Aoi's blood and then poked various parts of Watanabe Kaoru's lower body.

It’s a pity that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t reproduce the magical scene I saw in the ancestral hall.

In addition to adding blood stains on the snow-white legs of the sickly girl, making her look more like a sickly girl,

The experiment went nowhere.

"What's missing?"

Wu Ji held the plain and simple ancient sword and summarized the known information.

"Is it because the Kusanagi sword can only be used for resurrection and not for healing? Or is it because only the Kusanagi family is worthy of using this sacred weapon? Or is it because the Kusanagi sword that Kagura Chizuru mentioned at the end has just been used and has entered CD and cannot be used for a while?"

There are simply too many possibilities to sort through all at once.

"You, you devil..."

Kusanagi Aoi slumped on the table due to excessive blood loss, with a blood-drawing tube connected to her hand. Even her speech was soft and she was almost in shock.

A 1-liter glass jar for blood contained half a bottle of blood.

Including the blood wasted in Wu Ji's experiment just now, Kusanagi Aoi has lost nearly one liter of blood.

"Or, let's just stop here." Watanabe Fumio trembled, looking at the stains on his legs, wanting to cry but unable to.

Stains and stuff... No way.

We agreed to treat you, but it turned out to be like you were going to kill me.

The person in front of me must be SNK’s new idol Aoi Kusanagi. Is she going to die here today?

"Yes, Mr. Wu Ji, why don't we talk about it later?" Athena also persuaded: "Miss Kusanagi Aoi seems to be unable to hold on."

"Oh, you people!"

Wu Ji shook his head in disappointment. "That's how it is for experimenters. The experimental subjects only need to donate blood and sacrifice their lives. But the experimenters have to consider a lot more when they have to find the key factors from a pile of disorganized data and summarize them into experimental results."

"This is the resurrection artifact I worked so hard to get. Do you know how hard it is to find resurrection items these days? If something unexpected happens one day, this is a life-saving thing."

He held the Kusanagi sword in his hand and walked towards Kusanagi Aoi with a smile.

The blood remaining on the blade had not yet dried and was slowly dripping along the edge.

“Don’t come over here…!”

Kusanagi Aoi leaned her back against the chair, her vision blurred by blood loss, but she still stared at the sword.

Because of fear, she gritted her teeth, raised her hand tremblingly, and a faint Kusanagi fire burst out from her palm!

The crimson flames, like a candle in the wind, staggered towards Wu Ji, but the moment they touched the Kusanagi sword—

"Om-!"

The sword suddenly burst out with a faint golden light, and the flames seemed to be attracted and wrapped around the blade. Instead of burning it, it seemed to awaken some dormant power.

Wu Ji raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Oh? So that's how it is? The dual elements of Kusanagi's blood and Kusanagi's fire are needed to unleash the power of the Kusanagi sword."

This golden light was much weaker than the one seen at Kusanagi's house.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, he turned around and stabbed the Kusanagi sword towards Watanabe Kaoru's thigh. The tip of the sword pierced the girl's thigh...it was more like it melted into her body than pierced it.

The golden light penetrated her blood vessels like a living thing, outlining spider-web-like glowing veins under her skin.

"How about it?"

"Okay, it feels a bit itchy..."

If you feel it, then it’s done!

"That's great!" Athena held Watanabe Kaoru's hand tightly and smiled happily.

“It really works.”

Mai Shiranui smiled when she saw the farce was over.

The Kusanagi sword in Wu Ji's hand was limp, as if it had been squeezed dry.

When I looked up again, Kusanagi Aoi had also fainted.

"Tsk, it seems I can only wait for the next opportunity to try again."

Although Watanabe Fumio's legs have not fully recovered, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

......

In the early morning, Iori Yagami finished his resident performance tonight and walked out of the hotel carrying his bass. The moonlight made his back look very long.

It's still early, there should still be time...

A smile curved his grim lips as he walked towards the station.

The weather was changeable and it suddenly started to rain lightly.

Thinking of those poor guys, he quickly quickened his pace.

"Puff! Puff!"

suddenly!

His heartbeat quickened, and a dark aura enveloped Iori Yagami.

This is...the breath of a strong man!

And why... can I feel a sense of intimacy?

The street corner was empty late at night, but the next moment a tall figure stood in front of Iori Yagami.

"Prince of Heaven, I have finally found you."

Holding a Bible, Goenitz had a kind face and bowed slightly to show respect, his priest's robe fluttering like a living thing.

Unlike Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami of the Yagami family was chosen by Orochi, who gave him a hint of divinity, allowing him to control him or even replace him when necessary.

According to the oracle, Goenitz called him the prince.

When Iori Yagami heard this name, his face changed.

"court death!"

The last time he heard this word was when his sister told him that Wu Ji wanted to adopt him as his son.

Such insulting words angered Iori Yagami, and he attacked angrily.

He turned into a shadow and pounced out, his sharp claws leaving a sharp trajectory in the rain.

"Special Move: 127th Style: Sunflower!"

Goenitz stood motionless, his priest robe rustling in the rain, when Iori Yagami's claws were only three inches away from his throat.

"Ice River!"

Like the wind, his figure quickly dissipated and then appeared behind Iori Yagami.

"Why are you so angry?" Goenitz was puzzled, spreading his hands. "Our Lord has sent down a divine oracle. Iori Yagami of the Yagami family is His chosen son of God. When our Lord arrives, you will be the supreme prince of our Celestial Kingdom."

“This is God’s grace!”

"Bullshit favor!" Iori Yagami's ferocious face was full of arrogance. "Give up on this idea! I will never recognize Wu Ji as my father in this life!"

With his hands raised high, a dazzling purple light burst out, illuminating the rain curtain.

"Super Special Move: Forbidden 1211 Styles: Eight Young Maidens!"

He shot out, his right claw wrapped in purple flames tearing towards Goenitz, trying to tear him into pieces.

"Wu Ji? What does this have to do with Wu Ji?"

Goenitz was stunned. He racked his brains but couldn't understand why Iori Yagami could connect Shen Zi and Wu Ji together.

It seems that Iori Yagami is extremely angry, and he doesn't know what Wu Ji did to him.

After a rare hesitation, he was finally caught by Iori Yagami. The claw marks were covered with strange purple fire, and an extremely cruel and evil forbidden move was unleashed at full force, tearing at Goenitz's chest.

"Cry, scream, and then—"

"go to hell!"

"Oh!"

The purple fire exploded, and Goenitz finally took a half step back. A black and purple wound was cut on his chest, and the purple flames were still burning.

What shocked Iori Yagami was that the injuries of the man in front of him were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Goenitz looked at the wound on his chest and said, "It seems that we should let His Royal Highness calm down first."

He narrowed his eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty look.

He folded his hands into a cross, and the night sky behind him was stained even darker.

"True Eight Young Girls, Real Mutual Counterattack!!!"