Zhang Jie struggled for a long time and finally carried the unconscious Daniels to a safe area.
Turning back to look at the battlefield, he swallowed hard. "Is… this still a fight between humans?"
He trembled all over from shock, and only the Infinite Bullet Desert Eagle in his hands gave him a small sense of comfort.
Witnessing a veteran-level battle in the very first horror scene—he really was lucky.
"Whoosh!"
The wind howled as the effect of the Wind Fruit sent all kinds of debris in the lab flying into the air.
Even with such chaos, it couldn't harm Yujin.
Each member of the Devil Team specialized in a different area.
Zang Ting always handled large-scale team battles. This kind of one-on-one fight wasn't really her strength.
Gradually, Yujin began to gain the upper hand.
"Shuu!"
Yujin used the Sharingan Windmill Triple Attack again.
This time, he used a giant shuriken as a feint, while the real killing move was hidden—two concealed kunai!
The giant shuriken flew toward Zang Ting. She narrowed her eyes and raised her hand, summoning a gale!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
The giant shuriken was blown deep into the cave and embedded into the wall with a loud thud!
"Same trick…" Zang Ting tried to distract Yujin with words, but the next moment, a kunai brushed past her cheek!
Transparent threads bypassed her vision. Yujin's left hand and his teeth pulled two lines of thread, sending one kunai at her face and the other toward her arm!
Puchi!
The kunai struck precisely into Zang Ting's left arm, which bore a glowing wrist guard. The pain disrupted the wind surrounding her.
Yujin timed it perfectly and quickly formed hand seals with both hands.
Snake → Ram → Monkey → Boar → Horse → Tiger!
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
The flames roared like a furious dragon, engulfing Zang Ting completely.
Zhang Jie's eyes stayed fixed on the fireball, silently praying that Yujin could defeat the Devil Team member in one strike.
However, Yujin did not let his guard down.
His gaze remained sharp, and the shurikens in his hands rained down like a relentless storm into the flames.
Under the watch of those Sharingan eyes, he knew Zang Ting had not fallen.
Even surrounded by fire, Zang Ting's defensive skills were astonishingly high.
Zang Ting was furious.
Her anger surged like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
She raised her arm and yanked out the kunai deeply embedded in it. Blood splattered across the ground.
Zhang Jie twitched at the sight.
The intense heat from the Great Fireball Technique burned Zang Ting's clothes to tatters, and smoke singed her hair and body.
Though the damage was minor, for someone like her, who cared greatly about appearance, it was a severe insult.
Her face was etched with fury.
A violent wind whipped around her body. The power of the Wind Fruit, driven by her rage, became even more ferocious.
"All of your ninjutsu, I have fully analyzed." Zang Ting's voice echoed in the wind. Her body was surrounded by the raging gusts, almost merging with them.
A cold light flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she vanished from her original spot. The next moment, she appeared right in front of Yujin.
No!
She hadn't vanished.
Her speed was just too fast. Even under the gaze of the Two Tomoe Sharingan, it felt as if frames were being skipped.
Yujin's eyes widened.
Veins bulging, Zang Ting clearly activated her Gene Lock.
At the same time, the wind that had circled around her as a shield now became the source of her speed and strength.
Zang Ting used the power of the Wind-Wind Fruit to unleash a series of razor-sharp wind blades at incredible speed, aiming straight for Yujin's left shoulder.
These wind blades were like invisible knives—swift and deadly.
Although Yujin reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely dodge them.
"Boom!"
Yujin's body was lifted by the force of the wind blades.
He flew through the air, bleeding, and slammed heavily into a distant wall.
Zang Ting watched the scene, a victorious smile curling at the corner of her lips.
Confidence and pride shone in her eyes.
This was the strength of the Devil Team!
"Thanks for providing the intel. As a member of the Breeding Team, you have such power. Then I guess your captain could probably fight our captain as well."
Zang Ting's voice carried a hint of mockery as she slowly approached the fallen Yujin.
The hurricane in her hand condensed once more, ready to deliver the final strike.
"Goodbye, B-rank side character!" Zang Ting said coldly, and the wind blades surged toward Yujin.
However, the moment the wind blades reached him—
A kunai suddenly stabbed into Zang Ting's lower back!
Zang Ting felt a sharp, excruciating pain.
A clone!
Another clone!
"When?!" Zang Ting's heart jolted.
She quickly glanced around, searching for Yujin's real body.
She realized she may have underestimated Yujin's strength and cunning.
In the moment Zang Ting was distracted, the real Yujin appeared from the shadows!
When Zang Ting saw his face clearly, she was shocked.
The power of the Cursed Seal of Heaven had awakened within Yujin.
Black spots spread across half of his face like a virus—an endless darkness, as if it could devour his humanity!
In his eyes, the red glow of the Sharingan contrasted sharply with the black spots of the Cursed Seal of Heaven, making him appear even more fierce and terrifying!
With the reinforcement of the genetic lock, Yujin's speed and strength had reached an entirely new level.
His movements were as fast as lightning, and before Zang Ting could react, he thrust a kunai toward her left chest.
This strike was packed with lethal force, determined to end his opponent.
Zang Ting was shocked by Yujin's state, but she didn't give up resisting.
She quickly activated the power of the Wind Fruit, gathering wind at her chest to form a solid barrier.
When Yujin's kunai touched the wind barrier, he felt immense resistance, as if countless invisible hands were stopping his attack.
Yujin's Sharingan nearly bled from staring. "You can't kill me! And you can't touch that wretched Meng Yao either!"
His teeth ground together. "Since you can't avenge me, then you'll become the stepping stone for my growth!"
"Break it!"
Zang Ting swore she had never faced such a brutal enemy in her life.
She even felt a twinge of regret—should she have retreated when she first heard the intelligence?
Why had it come to such a humiliating situation now?
But…
The Wind Fruit wasn't very powerful offensively, yet its defensive capabilities were unmatched.
As a clone of the Devil Team, Zang Ting had inherited her original personality's fear of death and had maximized all defensive skills and tools.
Even with Yujin going all out, he couldn't break through her defense easily.
In this tense moment of their struggle, Zhang Jie finally saw an opportunity.
He crawled out from under the glass dome, pulled out an Infinity Bullet Desert Eagle, aimed at Zang Ting's back, and pulled the trigger.
The gunshot rang out. The bullet cut through the air and struck Zang Ting squarely in the back.
"Ah!"
The impact threw Zang Ting forward. In that split second of imbalance, a flaw appeared in her wind barrier.
Yujin seized the chance, summoning all his strength, and finally drove the kunai into Zang Ting's body.
Blood gushed from her wound, and a flicker of pain crossed her face.
"Die!" Yujin yanked the kunai from Zang Ting's left chest. With a horizontal sweep, he shredded her internal organs.
Zang Ting's face went pale, and blood poured from her mouth.
Suddenly…
The energy bracelet on her wrist flared with an intense light, almost blinding Yujin's eyes.
In the distance, Zhang Jie hurriedly shielded his eyes.
A small black box slipped from Yujin's hand and fell to the ground unnoticed.
"Trying to run!?"
Yujin forced his eyes open again. The intense light made his Sharingan flare, revealing two tomoe. He gritted his teeth and fixed his gaze on Zang Ting's back.
"Sharingan Windmill Triple Attack!"
Two kunai flew to block her movement, while a massive shuriken aimed straight for her!
Zang Ting spun around abruptly, raising both hands to defend herself.
"Crack!"
"Cang Lang Lang!"
Her left arm, along with the glowing bracelet adorning it, was sliced off by the spinning shuriken.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream tore from Zang Ting's lips, mixed with a rough male voice that rumbled fiercely.
With her arm gone, she could no longer hold back her voice.
Yujin was about to advance and strike.
Suddenly, a surge of intense unease shot through him, forcing him to form a hand seal instantly.
"Water Release · Water Formation Wall!"
"Iron Block!"
In the forest, Arno and Da Qiang, two burly men, were trading blows—fists and kicks—with no technique, just raw physical strength.
"Rumble—rumble—rumble—"
A small mushroom cloud in the distance caught their attention.
Arno's pupils constricted. "Damn! Zang Ting's in trouble!"
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