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Xun Uchiha's furious shout shattered the deathly silence. At his command, the world around them instantly lost its color, and the short figures hurtling toward them were forcibly frozen in midair. The gleaming blades in their hands were mere hairsbreadths from everyone's throats, yet could advance no farther.
Now!
"Fifteen Death-Point Fist!"
The muscles in Xun Uchiha's arms bulged. His Super-Kong Alloy Gauntlets whipped out in a blur, carrying a fierce rush of wind. Dull explosive cracks rang out one after another, every punch striking an enemy's vital point with precision. A terrifying three tons of force traveled through their bones. Five proxy bodies flew backward like kites with severed strings, blood blossoming gruesomely in the air. By the time they landed, they were lifeless.
That attack not only cleared away the enemies surrounding his companions but also drove the five charging directly at Xun Uchiha into a desperate position. Yet the danger had not passed. The remaining five blades stabbed toward his chest without resistance.
An ordinary person would already have had blood soaking their clothes. But beneath the Dragon Ball Combat Uniform Little Bird had personally modified, hexagonal diamond graphene worked furiously, distributing the impact evenly throughout his body.
Screeech!
An ear-piercing metallic scraping rang out. The five blades stalled as though mired in a swamp, unable to raise even a single wrinkle in the fabric. Impervious to blades and spears. Indestructible.
The Ghost King proxy facing him stared with contracted pupils, horror filling his face.
"Xun Uchiha, are you all right?" Fayan Luo asked urgently.
Xun Uchiha lowered his arms and stood upright, glancing over his completely undamaged combat uniform. "I'm fine. This defense is enough to make them despair."
Before his words had faded, the battle shifted again.
"Cannonball Kick!"
Fayan Luo moved like lightning,