"I can't change my name, I can't change my surname when I sit down... Laozi, it's Mochizuki!!"

With this unwilling roar, Mochizuki Che jumped high in the surprised eyes of Sousuke Araki, and hung it on the window at the foot of Tokugawa Fangnian.

"Ha?! Mochizuki Che? That wig with squinting eyes and bald head?! Wait..."

"Why are you still stunned, let's do it!!!"

"Hmph, useless."

The dense purple ghost claws broke through the void and passed through Tokugawa Yoshinian's body without any waves, and he couldn't even lift the hem of his clothes.

The power of the great country, the eighth layer, and the endless helplessness.

Suddenly, a ghost claw blasted into the ground several meters away from Tokugawa Fangnian, but like a dislocation and twist, it strangled Tokugawa Fangnian in the distance, igniting a large purple flame on him.

"Nice observation..."

At this moment, he noticed that these seemingly "failed" ghost claws completely blocked a large space around him.

"As expected, this guy can distort space and vision, but the effective range can't be too far... If it completely covers the entire area, he will have nowhere to hide!"

Seeing that this consuming move of his own took effect, Mochizuki Che, who was hanging from the eaves of the window, roared at the opposite: "Araki Sosuke, what are you waiting for!!"

"understood……"

Sousuke Araki on the other side stopped, put one hand in his pocket, and punched Qiangkong very perfunctorily...

The dark giant fist that covered the sky suddenly burst out from his body, and attacked Tokugawa Fangnian, who was being pinched by ghost claws, with burning scriptures.

Not to mention whether this space-distorting technique is effective, the size of this giant fist alone has far exceeded the space covered by Mochiyueche's purple flame ghost claws.

Looking at the terrifying giant fist that was attacking him and was unavoidable, Tokugawa Fangnian seemed to have a voice in his heart, madly yelling at him, "Death or death"...

"Don't be too...underestimated!"

In the face of disaster, with a twisted and conceited personality, his six giant eyes flashed an unwilling look, and he frantically turned the gray stone bowl in his hand.

"...Araki-sensei, watch your steps!!"

In the exclamation of Kotori Yumayumi, Araki Sosuke, who was also waving his arms and punching, a large building under his feet suddenly shattered!

Unprepared, he became suspended in the air.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

In mid-air, Sousuke Araki maintained a rigid posture, screaming and falling down.

The terrifying giant fist that seemed to devour everything had already arrived in front of Tokugawa Fangnian...

However, because of someone's sudden fall and "insufficient length", he reluctantly swiped against Tokugawa Fangnian's terrifying face and waved it empty.

"Damn! It's almost..."

Looking at Tokugawa Yoshinen who was getting farther and farther from his sight, Sousuke Araki, who fell while maintaining a leaning posture, showed an unwilling look.

He has always been proud of his length, and for the first time in his life, he felt the despair of being "out of reach".

"It's hard to wake up from a deep sleep, if it ends like this..."

Above, I experienced the fear of passing by "becoming a Buddha" twice in a row. Tokugawa Yoshinian, who was drained by the fist wind and felt exhausted, also panicked.

"...How can I have the face to meet the ancestors?!"

If the opponent falls a second later, I am afraid that this punch has already broken through the twisted space and hit him directly.

"No, we can't wait any longer, we must finish 'that painting' now!"

He held the pen and inserted it into the gray stone bowl beside him, stirring the dark red "ink" into a rapidly spinning vortex, and taking advantage of the trend to move into the void...

"Hey!"

Below, Sousuke Araki, who was full of blue veins and fell at a high speed, showed amazing core strength in mid-air.

He turned around and kicked the falling stone beside him, leaping to the eaves on the other side with his strength, and hanging on it dangerously and dangerously.

"Bah..."

At the same time, the bucket bag on his waist was cut off by the sharp stone flakes that fell beside him...

The bucket sports bag with the Taketori picture scrolls rolled feebly toward the pitch-black abyss.

"Don't think about it!!!"

Araki Sousuke, who had just climbed onto the roof, turned around without thinking and grabbed the bucket in mid-air.

Then, his whole body fell down again like this...

"Snapped……"

In the sound of the air, a strong arm firmly grabbed Sousuke Araki's ankle...

"Don't move!!!"

Unexpectedly, Mochizuki Che, who jumped to the front at some point, stretched out his hand to him.

"boom!"

Mochizukiche grabbed Sousuke Araki with his left arm, and slammed into the building beside him with his pitch-black right arm, barely stopping the two of them from falling.

"You idiot... for a grudge that can't be broken, are you dying?!"

Araki Sousuke, who thought he was going to be smashed to pieces, was restrained by his area and hung on the edge of the platform.

"Hey, it's not as simple as resentment..."

Looking back at Mochizuki's green bald head above, Sousuke Araki hugged the bucket bag on his chest and smiled evilly: "This thing is related to the life of a good friend of mine."

"A friend?"

Grabbing the opponent's ankle, Mochizuki Che pondered the word with a complicated expression.

It seems that the years since I left...

That stinky girl has actually made friends.

"Speaking of which, it's not too smart to fly to rescue someone who beat you up a few days ago..."

Seeing Mochizuki Che with his right arm stuck in the wall and his veins bursting, Araki Sousuke was also a little puzzled.

"I do Mochizuki, and I never need to explain it to anyone."

Mochizuki Che, who was wrapped in dried blood and looked extremely tragic, trembled all over his body, struggling to hang Araki Sousuke with his right hand.

"Don't think too much... I recognize your strength... Also, now we have a common enemy..."

With his current physical strength and injury, if he hadn't rushed his right arm into the building next to him, he would have been taken down by Sousuke Araki long ago.

"So ~lightnovelpub.net~ as long as it is beneficial to the completion of the task...I will do it!"

I don’t know if the guy at hand is too heavy, or because I just fought hard and lost too much power, or because I was cursed by that ghost and **** or something…

"Wait...what's going on..."

Mochizuki only felt that his source power was rapidly passing through his body.

"I can't hold it anymore..."

Watching Sosuke Araki's ankle slip from his sore fingertips little by little, Mochizuki glanced at the bucket bag in the other's hand, exhausted his last strength, and threw Araki Sosuke to the inner wall below: "You Make up your own mind!"

"How can I think of a way... ah ah ah!"

Being swayed out like a swing, Sousuke Araki's figure suddenly slid into the endless darkness.

"Teacher Araki!!!"

Looking at this scene, Yumayumi, the bird above, leaned out of the window and cried piercingly.