The "Qin Ze" opposite moved.
Without any warning, his right arm instantly transford into a ferocious snake head, roaring as it lunged to bite.
The Move was exactly the sa as the one Qin Ze himself had just used.
A genuine look of surprise finally appeared on Qin Ze's face.
He did not dodge.
He also raised his right arm.
Flesh surged, bones cracked, and an identical pale white snake head t the attack.
Boom!
The two snake heads collided violently in mid-air.
There was no energy explosion, only the purest clash of power.
An invisible shockwave spread out from the point of impact, pulverizing the guardrails at the edge of the rooftop.
Both figures slid back several ters simultaneously, leaving two deep grooves in the hard marble floor.
It was an even match.
The "Qin Ze" figure closed in again; this ti, he joined his fingers like a sword, with a faint green wind glow swirling around his fingertips, thrusting directly at the main body's heart.
Qin Ze's eyes sparkled with surprise; he neither dodged nor avoided, also joining his fingers like a sword, and t the attack.
"Clang!"
A crisp clang of tal on tal rang out.
Their fingertips precisely collided, creating a visible ripple.
A fierce wind suddenly rose, making their wide kimonos flap loudly.
"A bit interesting."
Qin Ze looked at the face opposite him, which was identical to his own, and at the equally calm eyes, praising sincerely.
"Soma Kosuke, in these forty years, your progress has been significant."
While he spoke, his hand movents did not stop in the slightest.
The two were like mirror images, every Move perfectly synchronized, each collision precisely neutralizing the opponent's strength.
"The characters you carved back then still had many flaws; they were too artificial, lacking Soul."
"Now, they are truly lifelike."
"Even my skills can be replicated so vividly."
Just then, an old, hoarse voice ca from all directions, echoing across the rooftop.
"Having followed my teacher for twenty years, I naturally know your every Move by heart."
The mont the words fell.
Ink flowed in the Void Realm.
One, two, three... several more figures condensed out of thin air.
Without exception, all of them bore Qin Ze's gentle and handso face, dressed in the sa white kimono.
The aura of each person was identical to the main body, unfathomable.
The next second.
Several "Qin Zes" moved simultaneously.
From different angles, they used equally tricky and ruthless Moves to launch a siege against the main body, which was surrounded in the center!
Facing this deadly situation, ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) which would make any S-Class Expert of the sa level feel a chill down their spine.
Qin Ze, surrounded in the center, showed no trace of panic on his face.
He even smiled confidently.
That smile carried a hint of helplessness and amusent, like a teacher looking at an unpromising student.
"Soma Kosuke."
"Although you have followed for twenty years, do you truly understand your teacher's strength at his Peak?"
The mont the words fell.
An aura tens of thousands of tis more terrifying than before erupted from Qin Ze's body!
"Crack! Crackle—!"
The marble floor beneath his feet could no longer withstand this pressure; it cracked like a spiderweb and instantly turned to dust.
The white kimono on his body was torn to shreds by the wildly expanding muscles and bones within him, turning into flying scraps of cloth.
Zhou Huai, hiding in the shadows of the corner, his pupils suddenly constricted.
He saw that Qin Ze's body was undergoing an inhuman, terrifying transformation!
His figure grew taller and more robust at a visible rate, his bulging muscles like intertwined tree roots, full of explosive power.
Dense, pale, glowing snake scales frantically erged from beneath his skin, quickly covering his entire body.
His neck elongated, and a "clack" of bones dislocating ca from his Adam's apple.
That gentle and handso face twisted into a grotesque snarl.
His eyes were completely dyed a soulless gold, his pupils elongated into cold vertical slits.
"Hiss—"
A forked, crimson tongue flickered from his cracked lips, trembling slightly in the air.
The most terrifying change occurred on his back.
He suddenly arched his body, his spine protruding high on his back like a hump.
Flesh surged, and bone spikes burst through his skin!
"Pffft! Pffft!"
Accompanied by the grating sound of tearing flesh, one, two, three... a total of six ferocious snake heads suddenly burst out from his highly protruding back!
The six snake heads varied in size, each covered in pale white scales, with ferocious bone spikes on their crowns, and twelve golden vertical pupils simultaneously opened, coldly scanning the identical "selves" around them.
They twisted their long necks, all opening their bloody mouths, letting out Soul-shaking roars!
Zhou Huai looked at the monster that seed to have stepped out of a myth, and a long-forgotten piece of information flashed through his mind.
An SS-Class hidden Profession, 【Descendant of Yamata no Orochi】!
This was an extrely rare beast-transformation Profession, its main body being the Yamata no Orochi from the myths and legends of Sakura Country!
It was said that a complete Yamata no Orochi possessed eight heads, and its strength was considered top-tier among SS-Class Professionals.
Unfortunately, Zhou Huai rembered that the data had briefly ntioned it.
This forr Prodigy of Sakura Country, despite his extraordinary talent, never achieved the complete form of the Yamata no Orochi in his entire life.
Even before his death, he only managed to grow seven heads at most.
Ultimately, in the global war that swept across the world forty years ago, he died under the combined assault of several SS-Class Experts from Great Xia Country and Great Bear Country.
And now.
This monster, dead for forty years, had returned.
That was not a form humans should possess.
Seven ferocious snake heads, each thicker than a bucket, covered in pale scales, reflected a tallic cold light in the night.
They twisted their long necks, all opening their bloody mouths.
The roars were no longer human voices but seven distinct roars layered together, transforming into Soul-tearing demonic sounds.
The wind howled, the air trembled.
Qin Ze's main body, that inhuman physique bloated to nearly five ters tall, every muscle bulging, filled with world-destroying power.
He rely stood there, and the pressure from the depths of his Bloodline, belonging to a mythical Vicious Beast, made the entire building's structure groan under the strain.
"Soma Kosuke."
The seven snake heads spoke simultaneously, their voices overlapping, with a tallic grinding quality.
"Let show you your teacher's Peak strength!"
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