Special Skeletal Structure

"Bottle Opener Shot!"

Takimaru endured the pain and drove both palms into Bukiwuzi's abdomen with all his might. Bukiwuzi was sent staggering back several steps, and the sound of bones snapping rang out from inside his body.

But then, a shocking scene unfolded before Takimaru's eyes.

Bukiwuzi's suited exterior peeled away like a layer of skin.

In its place stood a man in sportswear with a treacherous look on his face. He said, "Hey, hey, look what you've done! You actually stripped my shell so cleanly. I don't know what kind of bastard you are, but I'm the distinguished head of the Fifth Branch! Perfect. I'll use you as my Host Body next!"

Takimaru felt that something was terribly wrong. He sprinkled some unknown medicine over his wounds, and a wave of intense pain surged through him, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to continue fighting.

Takimaru said, "Even your voice has changed. What a strange guy. Use me as your Host Body? If you can do it, then come and try!"

Bukiwuzi barely paid attention to him. Instead, he put on a little performance, using his right hand to bend his left arm farther and farther backward until his hand touched his forearm.

Takimaru's eyes widened involuntarily.

His shocked expression seemed to be exactly what Bukiwuzi had expected. "A Gourmet Knight? I don't agree with the Gourmet Religion's boring doctrines at all, but as a Host Body, you could become one of my collectibles!"

"Hm?"

"Have at you!"

Bukiwuzi shouted and drove a punch toward Takimaru's face. Takimaru tilted his head and dodged the blow, but he never expected the fist to curve back like a snake. He hurriedly crossed both arms over his chest and was knocked back more than ten meters.

Bukiwuzi cracked his fingers