"T-Taisho era..."
The Hand Demon suddenly became agitated. His huge body jumped around, and he scratched his own arms with his hands, leaving bloody marks.
"Ah!!!"
"The era, the era has changed!!! Ah~~~ It changed again, it changed again!"
Takeshi stood calmly to the side. This demon clearly couldn't accept that he had been locked up for so long.
The ground shook with the Hand Demon's jumping. "The era changed while I was locked up in this kind of place! Unforgivable, unforgivable!" His eyeballs rolled as if they were about to pop out.
He cursed incessantly, "Damned Urokodaki, damned Urokodaki, damned Urokodaki, damned Urokodaki! Ah—"
Takeshi rubbed his ears, which were buzzing from the vibrations, and said, "You're the one who's damned! Don't blame Mr. Urokodaki."
The Hand Demon suddenly calmed down and laughed. "Hehe, but it's fine. If I can't kill Urokodaki, I'll make sure none of his little brats get back!"
"9, 10, 11, 12, 13... Now with you, that makes 14! Hehe, Urokodaki's brat~"
Listening to the demon's sneering laughter and the numbers he was counting, Takeshi understood that he was counting how many swordsmen trained by Mr. Urokodaki he had eaten, including Sabito and Makomo.
Looking at the Hand Demon's smug expression, the murderous intent in Takeshi's eyes intensified.
"Hehe, these numbers are the number of Urokodaki's disciples that I've eaten;"
"Hehe, I've long been determined to kill all of that guy's disciples! Let me think, there were two particularly memorable brats, one with rare hair color..."
"Shut up! I told you to shut up! You're not worthy to mention them." Takeshi slowly raised his head, and a low pressure enveloped his entire body.
This guy really deserved to die.
"What's wrong, don't be anxious. You'll be killed by me too, hehe." The Hand Demon chuckled, covering his huge mouth with his hands.
Takeshi decided not to give this guy any more time. He would make him pay the price he deserved now.
"Total Concentration! Water Breathing!"
The Hand Demon released several hands at once. He was now eager to kill this arrogant brat in front of him, in order to relieve his hatred for Urokodaki.
Looking at the many hands flying towards him, Takeshi didn't panic at all. He was very calm, and his mind had already come up with the appropriate moves.
Gripping the sword tightly with both hands, he charged towards the incoming hands.
"Water Breathing! Fourth Form: Striking Tide."
Fourth Form, Striking Tide; allows for continuous slashing attacks, which is very effective against multiple enemies. Using it here was perfect for dealing with these troublesome giant hands.
Swish, swish, swish...
A faint stream of energy flowed on the sharp blade of the steel sword. This was something Takeshi had specifically added to make the steel sword in his hand faster and sharper!
Falling to the ground were the severed hands of the Hand Demon.
And Takeshi didn't plan to give the Hand Demon a chance to breathe. He ran towards a tree next to him, stepped on it, and jumped up, raising the sword in his hand above his head.
"Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Second Form: Water Wheel."
On a giant rock in the forest, Sabito sat on top, while Makomo stood below the rock. "Aoyama can do it, right? Aoyama can defeat him!" Her tone became firm.
"He might lose, or he might win. Right now, there's only one fact in front of us: Aoyama is currently the first man to have cut the largest and hardest rock in the shortest amount of training time!"
Makomo nodded heavily. She believed in Aoyama. He had said before leaving that he would definitely avenge them and come back alive.
Takeshi cut through the Hand Demon's huge arm that was used to block him. "This strike is for Sabito!"
As soon as his feet landed on the ground, he sensed a strong demonic presence. Takeshi jumped up into the air, dodging the Hand Demon's giant hand attack hidden under the ground.
As his body descended, "Water Breathing! First Form: Water Surface Slash," cutting off all the hands on the ground, causing them to fall to the ground.
"This strike is for Makomo."
The Hand Demon panicked. The giant hands he was so proud of were somewhat vulnerable in front of this young boy. What was even more deadly was that all of his moves were easily defused by the boy.
Takeshi didn't give the Hand Demon time to catch his breath. He charged forward, following the arms on the ground.
At this moment, there were no other thoughts in his mind. The only thing he wanted was to slay this hateful Hand Demon.
Total Concentration! Water Breathing! Second Form: Water Wheel.
As his body spun in the air, the sword in his hand cleanly cut off the left half of the Hand Demon's body.
"This strike is for Mr. Urokodaki."
This time, the Hand Demon panicked. Although his head hadn't been cut off, if things continued like this, he would definitely die at the hands of this young boy.
No, he couldn't die like this.
As he fled in a panic, he suddenly felt a pain on his right side. His right half had been cleanly cut off.
"This strike is for those 13 people who died."
The cold voice entered the Hand Demon's ears, causing him to feel panic and fear.
He knelt on the ground with a thud and begged for mercy, "Please,! Please spare me! I'll never kill anyone wearing a fox mask again..."
"You have no future." Takeshi said coldly.
The thread appeared before his eyes, connecting his sword and the Hand Demon's head.
With a raise of his hand and a swing of the sword, the Hand Demon's head was severed and rolled on the ground several times. His eyes were still wide open, and his huge body fell to the ground with a thud.
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