[TL: As a sorry for not keeping up with regular updates, here is 4 chapters ;D]
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"I don't know what the consequences are, but I do know you might die today," Crew-Cut Man (Zheng Yingshan) said in a relaxed tone.
Although he didn't know what Yang Xiaokun's Quirk was, he had seen a vision of Yang Xiaokun from five years in the future, bathed in a radiance that made him deeply uncomfortable.
"Not necessarily. It could be you who dies," Yang Xiaokun retorted, shifting into a fighting stance.
"Before we fight, let me introduce myself. My name is Zheng Yingshan. You only need to remember my name; nothing else matters," Zheng Yingshan sneered.
"My name is Yang Xiaokun," Yang Xiaokun stated simply.
"Then let me see what you're capable of!" Zheng Yingshan suddenly launched his attack. His figure, shrouded in the black cloak, shot towards Yang Xiaokun like an eagle.
Yang Xiaokun's Quirk was now at LV2, significantly stronger than before. His Holy Light ability could now be divided and used to cover different parts of his body.
Facing Zheng Yingshan, Yang Xiaokun covered his cerebellum and pupils with Holy Light first, then distributed the remaining energy to protect the rest of his body.
Zheng Yingshan's pupils began to change color, turning a mix of red and purple. Red lines appeared all over Yang Xiaokun's body, dotted with numerous black spots.
Compared to Shota Aizawa, Yang Xiaokun had as many as eighteen of these black dots on his body.
"Not too many death points, but not too few either. Still, killing you will be very easy," Zheng Yingshan shook his head. He extended his right index finger and swiftly thrust it towards one of the black dots on Yang Xiaokun's abdomen.
Seeing his opponent targeting his stomach with a finger, a seemingly unconventional attack, Yang Xiaokun grew wary.
He immediately concentrated Holy Light over the spot Zheng Yingshan was aiming for.
Bang!
Yang Xiaokun was struck by Zheng Yingshan's finger, but thankfully, the Holy Light protection was in place.
Even so, a chilling cold shot through him, and a sense of death enveloped his heart.
"What's going on?" Yang Xiaokun's expression changed.
He still didn't know Zheng Yingshan's Quirk, but the fact that a single finger could evoke such a feeling clearly indicated a formidable power.
Until he figured out Zheng Yingshan's Quirk, Yang Xiaokun knew he had to be extremely cautious, or he might truly be killed.
"Not bad, you actually blocked my attack. But you won't be so lucky next time," Zheng Yingshan sneered, splaying all ten fingers and launching a frenzied assault towards Yang Xiaokun.
Pfft!
Yang Xiaokun had no time to react.
Every one of Zheng Yingshan's strikes seemed to land on a unique point. Just one hit forced Yang Xiaokun to spit out a mouthful of black blood, his aura instantly weakening.
Zheng Yingshan halted his attack. "That last blow landed on your 'Nether Hole'. It wasn't fatal, but your strength simply isn't worthy of fighting me."
"I overestimated you; you're just trash."
Yang Xiaokun caught the key term.
He felt uncomfortable all over, his blood flow somewhat obstructed—a very strange sensation.
"What is your Quirk?" Yang Xiaokun couldn't help but ask.
If the opponent wasn't willing to say, then he might have to flee today.
If he covered his feet with Holy Light, Yang Xiaokun believed Zheng Yingshan probably wouldn't be able to catch him.
But he felt a surge of unwillingness.
Why was the gap between their strength so vast?
They were both Transmigrators; could it be that Zheng Yingshan's Quirk was far superior to his?
But that didn't make sense.
If one Transmigrator's Quirk was overwhelmingly powerful, where was the fairness? How could they possibly compete?
Yang Xiaokun didn't think his Holy Light ability was weak; on the contrary, it was very powerful. It was just that its current level was low, preventing it from unleashing its full potential.
"Do you think an enemy would tell you their Quirk?" Zheng Yingshan sneered.
This guy couldn't win, so he resorted to asking about his Quirk.
However, even if Yang Xiaokun knew his Quirk, it would be useless. He relied on physical combat; his Quirk was merely auxiliary.
With his Quirk, his physical combat prowess could be fully utilized, and killing required only a single strike.
Yang Xiaokun sighed.
If that was the case, he could only retreat for now.
Today's battle made him realize the gap between his strength and that of other Transmigrators.
Just as Yang Xiaokun was about to leave, Zheng Yingshan suddenly spoke: "However, since you're already going to die, there's no harm in telling you."
"Listen carefully. My Quirk is called 'Mystic Eyes of Death Perception'. It means that for any living or non-living thing my eyes see, I can find its weak points."
"Among them are 'Death Points', 'Nether Holes', 'Blind Spots', and 'Numb Spots'."
"Just now, I struck your 'Nether Hole', so your body feels uncomfortable now, but it won't lead to immediate death."
Hearing this, Yang Xiaokun finally understood Zheng Yingshan's Quirk.
This Quirk was truly abnormal; it was practically designed for killing.
Anyone who encountered someone like Zheng Yingshan without prior knowledge might not even last a single move.
"If I strike a 'Death Point', no matter how strong or seemingly immortal you are, you will be severely injured, if not killed."
"Now that your 'Nether Hole' has been struck, your physical condition will gradually worsen."
"In a week, your resistance will plummet, and then you'll fall seriously ill."
"From then on, you'll be a cripple."
Zheng Yingshan's words sent a chill down Yang Xiaokun's spine.
Was he going to become a cripple just like that?
"Although you might become a cripple, I still think it's better to finish you off here and now," Zheng Yingshan said, walking towards Yang Xiaokun.
He wouldn't let anyone who knew his Quirk live, except for Tomura Shigaraki for the time being.
No, he would deal with Tomura Shigaraki later too; for now, he was just temporarily using the League of Villains as a shelter.
Yang Xiaokun took a deep breath. Instead of fleeing immediately, he strode towards Zheng Yingshan.
Zheng Yingshan was slightly surprised to see Yang Xiaokun still daring to confront him. "Have you prepared to die in battle?"
"Your strength is far inferior to mine; it won't take much effort to kill you."
"Then let's give it a try," Yang Xiaokun's gaze became calm and determined.
Zheng Yingshan didn't take it seriously but also didn't want to waste any more time. He directly attacked Yang Xiaokun, aiming for a 'Death Point' on his body.
Swish!
At that moment, Yang Xiaokun's right hand, with fingers joined like a blade, erupted with golden energy.
It extended from his hand, forming a thirty-centimeter-long golden energy blade.
He slashed it directly towards Zheng Yingshan.
Zheng Yingshan hadn't expected Yang Xiaokun to have such a move and was momentarily caught off guard.
He retracted his hand quickly, avoiding amputation, but his chest was slashed by Yang Xiaokun's energy blade, leaving a wound several tens of centimeters long. Blood gushed out instantly.
"Ah!" Zheng Yingshan roared in pain, clutching his wound, and stared at Yang Xiaokun in shock. "What kind of Quirk is that?!"
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