The moment Kyle spoke, Ron's heart instantly sank halfway into his chest.
How could he have forgotten about this little Dark Lord?
A potion worth thousands of Galleons—and you just say you won't drink it? Is that not taking the Third-Generation Dark Lord seriously?
If Ron were Hellscream, he might have just swung an axe directly at him.
Unfortunately, Ron wasn't part of the Warsong Clan; he didn't have the guts or the power to pick a fight with Kyle.
In truth, Ron still longed to gain immense power.
The only reason he was acting like this was because of the potion's absurd shit-green color, paired with the bizarre stench wafting off it—resembling Snape's hair if left unwashed for thirty years.
On top of that, George and Fred were two unconscionable bastards who constantly used their double advantage in intelligence and strength to set up their foolish little brother.
Who knew if this was actually a bloodline fusion potion? What if its true effect turned him into a total idiot after drinking it?
Thus, out of a complete lack of trust in his two unscrupulous older brothers, Ron had temporarily wanted to back out.
But now that the great Dark Lord Grindelwald had spoken up, the potion in front of him really ought to grant him power, right?
Bottoms up! Let's do this!!!
Ron picked up the cup and gulped it down in one go.
As the potion entered his mouth, an intensely concentrated flavor of Kang Shuai Bo pickled cabbage instant noodles instantly burst across Ron's tastebuds.
Ron felt his stomach and esophagus churn violently, as if trying to hurl up this wad of phlegm...
Bah, hurl up the pickled cabbage.
Quick-handed and sharp-eyed, George flicked his wand, instantly locking Ron's mouth shut and forcing him to swallow the potion down.
Ron choked until his face turned completely green.
Fortunately, he finally managed to swallow the potion, and he also experienced the same sensation Cedric felt back when he drank the potion stewed from Basilisk blood.
All sorts of strange sensations surged from every part of his body. Taking the mirror handed over by George, Ron examined himself in the glass.
Not bad—his appearance hadn't changed.
Ron couldn't help but look at his arm, noticing that his biceps seemed to have visibly developed a bit?
Clenching his fists, he clearly felt that his physical strength had become much stronger?
He threw a punch into the air in front of him, his fist slicing through the air with a whistling sound.
This was no illusion!
Compared to the bunch of cheaters around him, Ron's natural talent could only be considered average at best.
Whether in spellwork or in taijutsu, it was all the same.
Two years ago, after witnessing the power of the Eight Inner Gates Formation, he had begun learning taijutsu from Hagrid.
Unfortunately, he didn't possess that guy's awesome half-giant physique.
He and Hagrid had been learning the Eight Inner Gates for roughly the same amount of time, yet Hagrid could barely force open the Seventh Gate now, while he was still idling around the Third Gate.
A cheater like Kyle went without saying.
Aside from his regular morning workouts every day, Ron had never seen Kyle refine his physical body, yet Kyle could already open the Fourth Gate of the Eight Inner Gates.
Kyle: Ever heard of 24/7 non-stop Lightning Release body tempering?
Continuously throwing punches, Ron estimated that with his current physical durability, opening the Fourth Gate shouldn't be a problem anymore, right?
If he disregarded potential body damage, he might even manage to force open the Fifth Gate.
Thinking about how the bloodline fusion potion would subtlely mold his body in the days to come, the smile on Ron's face became impossible to suppress.
Looking at it this way, would he be able to unleash the Morning Peacock before long?
Just thinking back to when Hagrid was practicing the Morning Peacock in the Forbidden Forest—the dazzling firelight thrown out by his fists, and the desolate, ruined state of the forest after being ravaged by it—Ron's mouth almost started watering.
Right then, an abrupt slap interrupted Ron's daydreaming.
"Stop fantasizing and wipe your drool first," George said in a somewhat disgusted tone. "We still have business to do."
Fusing with Gyūki's bloodline was only the beginning; what the Father-Troublers needed to do now was seal this Tailed Beast inside Ron's body.
Once Ron lay down on a smooth stone table created nearby with Transfiguration, Kyle, who had been sitting off to the side watching the show, stood up and turned toward the underground lake.
"Wood Release!" Kyle clapped his hands together heavily. "Wood Human Technique!"
Rumbling sounds reverberated from the soil as a colossal tree broke through the ground, carrying Kyle's body aloft into the sky.
The thick trunk continuously twisted and writhed, and soon, a human face emerged from the trunk.
Immediately after, the branches branching off from the main trunk gradually twisted and formed into the shape of arms and legs.
A lifelike, wrathful Guardian deity materialized before everyone's eyes almost in the blink of an eye.
Next, a suit of dark blue armor enveloped the wooden human's body.
Majestic Attire: Susanoo!
Susanoo clad over a giant Buddha—one man to crush five nations!
Fred raised his hand and used a Summoning Charm to call forth a massive sphere of Explosive Clay. Its diameter had to be at least three or four meters, but in the wooden human's hand, it was like a baseball.
Kyle controlled the wooden human to execute a standard pitcher's throw.
Accompanied by a massive roar, the giant clay sphere parted the air and crashed into the lake, detonating a spray of water that shot straight into the sky.
A muffled explosion echoed from the bottom of the lake, accompanied by the furious roar of the Eight-Tails, Gyūki.
The blasted water poured down like a torrential rain over the heads of the Father-Troublers, but under the effect of waterproofing charms, not a single drop managed to land on their clothes.
A giant eight-tentacled octopus... uh... squid?
Well, Kyle couldn't tell whether this thing was an octopus or a squid anymore.
Carrying the morning temper of someone woken up by firecrackers thrown into their house in the middle of the night, the Eight-Tails Gyūki broke through the surface of the water in a rage. Yet before it could even see the outside scene clearly, a heavy punch from the wooden human slammed directly onto the top of its skull.
This heavy punch, which almost created a sonic boom, knocked Gyūki completely senseless on the spot.
Before it could regain its senses, words in a language it couldn't understand floated into its ears.
"Quo An Ru She Chui Shou!"
This technique was also known as "Tailed Beast Be-Good Hand."
A black character written in Qin small seal script materialized on Kyle's palm—"座" (Seat).
At the same time, the exact same character appeared on the palm of the wooden human beneath his feet.
The wooden human slammed its palm down onto the Eight-Tails Gyūki's smooth, broad forehead, the immense impact slapping the Eight-Tails out cold on the spot.
Hashirama Senju's original Quo An Ru She Chui Shou was built on the foundation of sealing jutsu, operating on the principle of suppressing a Tailed Beast's chakra to force it into a deep sleep.
But Kyle didn't have a wife from the Uzumaki clan to teach him sealing jutsu.
The few weak sealing jutsu he currently knew were all self-developed, the strongest of which was the one used to seal the Eight-Tails Gyūki inside a Jinchūriki.
However, the prerequisite for sealing was that the Tailed Beast had to be subdued—more accurately, knocked unconscious.
Wanting to calm down an unrestricted, raging Tailed Beast?
Not a single one of his sealing jutsu was capable of doing that.
Therefore, Kyle had no choice but to use the most traditional method of physical persuasion to knock Gyūki out cold.
The simplest way was to give the Eight-Tails Gyūki a massive bitch slap.
Do you have any idea how much damage a massive bitch slap does to a Tailed Beast?
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