"Obadell, don't blame me for this!"
Ryuuto smirked, unbothered, as he reached out and firmly grabbed the long whip still clutched in Whiplash's hands. The villain froze, eyes wide in disbelief. Ryuuto didn't struggle; instead, he twisted and wrenched the whip with effortless precision. Thick black ichor dripped and splashed, but his expression never faltered.
"Remember… it was a courtesy to kill you gently. Tsk tsk. Honestly, you died terribly."
"What?!"
Obadell's chest erupted with blood. His features contorted grotesquely as his entire body trembled violently. Then, with a heavy thud, he collapsed to the ground like a zombie, his eyes still fixed on Ryuuto and the whip, powerless to move.
"Asshole! You're just a pervert!"
Whiplash couldn't contain his panic or his anger any longer. He screamed to the sky, desperately pulling the whip and slamming it toward Ryuuto with all his strength. Today, he swore, he would end this damned kid—no excuses, no mercy.
"Fine, I'll give you a show then!" Ryuuto said calmly, no trace of anger in his voice.
Shadow Clone Technique!
Chakra poured out as hand seals formed in a flash. Smooth as water, Ryuuto moved almost to Ultimate level. Before Whiplash's whip could strike, over twenty Shadow Clones appeared, all wearing Ryuuto's calm, confident smile.
"Get him! Flatten him like a dead dog!"
"I like it! Rasengan!"
"Physique! Lotus Blossom!"
Following his commands, the Shadow Clones pounced. Whiplash's eyes widened in disbelief, a mix of fear, rage, and humiliation. How could one kid create such an overwhelming force? It was absurd, maddening, and—numbing.
[Drop! Master successfully killed the enemy! Reward: 10 Life Potions!]
[Drop! Master crushed two powerful enemies with full data packets! Reward: 10 Shurikens!]
"Finally, Shion shows up on time," Ryuuto muttered, smiling at the silver-bell voice of his system AI. In his imagination, Shion appeared as Hinata—cute, teasing, infuriating. Naturally, he was thrilled to get the reward.
Watching Whiplash flail against his Shadow Clones, Ryuuto hummed a tune and asked, "By the way, Shion… what's the deal with this Ten-Handed Sword in the reward? Just ten ordinary blades, right?"
["Naturally not! Master, since there's an enemy in front of you, why not test its power? Whee!"]
A sharp shuriken materialized in his hand, buzzing with energy. Ryuuto immediately recognized its potency—extraordinary. With a grin, he aimed straight at Whiplash, who was tangled up with the clones.
The villain froze. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. His gaze involuntarily met Ryuuto's, who was holding the mysterious weapon like a predator sizing up its prey.
"Asshole! Kid! I'll tear you apart!" Whiplash shouted, muscles bulging, long hair flying wildly.
"Here's a gift, take it and leave!" Ryuuto smirked, throwing the shuriken before Whiplash could react.
It cut through the air like lightning. Whiplash swung his twin whips desperately, trying to block—but the shuriken pierced clean through his shoulder. His special armor exploded in the impact, sending him crashing to the ground, face blackened like coal.
"Haha! Perfect! This hidden weapon is insane. Must-have for murder!" Ryuuto clapped, clearly impressed. The shuriken not only penetrated armor but drained Whiplash's strength, leaving him sluggish.
["Master, naturally! But only nine shurikens remain."] Shion giggled.
"Nine? Shion, can I get more of these?"
["Um… each sword is one-time use. If you want more, finish tasks—rewards await!"]
Ryuuto sighed, shaking his head. Systems always stingy, he muttered.
"Battle, boy! You dare to laugh? Laozi will beat you alive to avenge Obadell!"
Whiplash, having barely freed himself from the clones, clenched his teeth, hatred and desperation fueling his every move.
"Come on! Thought Laozi was afraid of me?"
Ryuuto's reply was simple—his decapitating knife raised high, gleaming, ready for the next round.