Despicable, Shameless, Lewd, Perverted, Classical, Asian, Japanese, Korean
Parking lot building!
Russell was drawn to the melee between the three squads. Other battlefields were either too far away, wasting time to get there, or the Reincarnator were too strong, making it a waste of time to rack up kills. Only here were there a large number of people, whose strength was relatively average.
Three-team melee is rare. It started when two teams clashed, and a third team secretly watched, hoping to reap the benefits, but was discovered and attacked by the two teams together.
That's how Team Battle are; there are no absolute enemies or friends, only absolute interests. The third squad's attempt to take advantage of the chaos undoubtedly provoked the other two squads.
We're fighting to the death here, and you're plotting to stab us in the back? Then be prepared to be killed by our combined forces!
Russell stood upside down on the ceiling, observing the battlefield. The two squads launched attacks from different directions, coordinating perfectly without crossing any lines. The three squads were evenly matched in strength. The squad that was surrounded was struggling to hold on, with more than half of its members seriously injured, and the rest fighting while wounded.
6 people! 5 people! 7 people!
The three teams totaled 18 people!
There are squads led by individuals with enhanced mental abilities, dedicated tanks and melee fighters, and mid-to-long-range firepower specialists with enhanced gun skills. The configuration of the three squads is very reasonable, with each member having their own strengths, and there are almost no idle people.
Russell remembered that Fatty was randomly assigned to Fan Bo's team by the main god, so each team should have one or two people who don't fit in. Right now, none of the three teams have any idle people, so there are only two possibilities.
First, he stayed at the base camp and did not participate in the battle with the team; second, he was already eliminated, resulting in a negative score for the team!
The third squad struggled to hold on, and casualties began to occur. Russell knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he half-squatted on the ceiling and began to form hand seals.
The 17 prints took less than four seconds.
Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!
A-rank Water Release technique, using a waterfall-like flow of water to overwhelm enemies, is very suitable for situations with many enemies.
Using Water Release in a place without water shows that Kakashi truly deserves to be the Hokage. However, his Chakra were too low, and creating a massive waterfall that swept across the entire area consumed more than half of his total Chakra.
The roaring sound of water splashed up in front of Russell, forming a spiraling torrent of water. With the injection of Chakra, the water flow grew larger and larger, eventually forming a surging torrent that rushed forward.
The essence of the Great Waterfall Technique is its sheer volume and speed. It uses an overwhelming force of water to overwhelm the enemy, followed by a fatal blow delivered with the high-speed water pressure. It is an attack ninjutsu that combines mass and speed.
Rumble—
The surging waves crowded into the parking lot, quickly filling it. In the outside world, this amount of water would be negligible, but in the almost sealed garage, it was equivalent to an inescapable flash flood.
The raging waves swept down, filling every corner!
The three teams were locked in fierce combat until the very last moment when suddenly a thunderous tremor shook them. With no escape, they were swept away by the roaring waterfall. Many were knocked unconscious by the waves, and the rest were also trapped, their bodies tossed about by the current, disoriented as if they'd been thrown into a washing machine. They tried to hold their breath, but the immense water pressure forced their chests, squeezing out the last vestiges of oxygen...
The water surges and flows ceaselessly!
Russell made a sudden move, taking advantage of the situation, and achieved a strategic victory. Of the three teams, those who were seriously injured or physically weak sank into the water and never came out again.
Thirty seconds later, the water created with Chakra slowly disappeared, leaving behind only water vapor that had gathered from the surrounding area. Russell glanced around briefly and saw that there were still six people standing in the arena. He didn't confront them head-on with his sword, but instead used the remaining water vapor to launch another ninjutsu.
Water Release: Mist Concealment Technique!
The Chakra level was insufficient, which affected the density of the mist and prevented it from reaching the point of complete darkness, but it was still enough to conceal one's presence.
With his feet flat on the ceiling, Russell used his enhanced sense of smell and hearing, enhanced by Chakra, to teleport to the nearest Reincarnator.
The blade strikes incredibly fast, touching the target and then disappearing!
The Blade sliced across his neck, and without pausing, he moved on to the next target. He had already made up his mind to finish off these people and then withdraw from the battlefield. The America police were slow to act, and he felt that they were about to cause a major incident.
With flashes of light, after he had taken down three targets, a strange gust of wind suddenly rose in the parking lot. The unexpected whirlwind dispersed the fog, and Russell retreated rapidly. He sensed the presence of magic; one of the remaining two Reincarnator was a mage.
"Wind!"
A deep, angry shout blew through the thick fog, clearing the view. Russell saw a figure dressed in anime-style clothing.
Blonde twin tails, sailor uniform, white gloves, magic wand—up to this point, the style is still right; this outfit screams an irresistibly youthful and beautiful girl. However, once the fog completely dissipates, the style starts to veer off course, veerging from the roadway to the sewers.
Muscular arms and legs, two chest muscles covered in chest hair, thick stubble, and a ruggedly masculine face. In short, the excessive hair makes for an offensive and potentially disturbing image.
Holy crap, this can be a magical girl?
Russell stared in disbelief, wondering how he hadn't noticed this oddball, who was affecting the city's appearance, hiding in the crowd when he was observing the battlefield.
Just as he stood there dumbfounded, an invisible wind wrapped around his limbs and torso, transforming into chains invisible to the naked eye, which held him suspended in mid-air.
Besides Russell, another survivor was also tightly bound by chains formed by the gale. The two were not on the same team, and the 'magical girl' wanted to wipe them out.
"You damn bastard, you ruined all the positive points I worked so hard to get!"
"Magic less... uh," the burly magician roared, his voice louder than thunder. Russell felt nauseous just listening to it. What made it even more unsettling was that this guy was wearing purple eyeshadow.
This is psychological attack!
It must be a psychological attack!
"Force!"
The burly magician raised his hand and pulled a magic card from his chest hair. After flicking it into the air, he stood on his right toes, stretched out his arms and rotated 360 degrees. The magic wand struck the card directly as it fell.
"Power, grant me unparalleled power!"
No, no, no, you're already very strong!
Russell's face turned ashen. Watching the burly man and the girl's actions, he suffered an unprecedented mental blow. He was the one who was relatively okay; the guy next to him was vomiting violently and was on the verge of becoming unable to take care of himself.
"Hahaha, thank me! It's your honor to die by my strongest weapon."
The magical giant flexed his glowing biceps and charged rapidly toward Russell's location. Even the strong winds couldn't make him light; with each step, he left a dent in the ground.
You've misallocated your talent points! What kind of mage are you trying to be?
The powerful magician's strongest attack was a full-force swing of his magic wand using his biceps. With a whooshing sound, the magic wand's afterimage bent backward due to its incredible speed.
Splash!
The staff struck Russell on the head with a sharpened blade, cutting all the way to his chest.
Sizzle!
"Waaaaahh..."
Before the burly magician could retract his attack, Russell's body suddenly transformed into a ball of lightning, which struck him along the magic wand until his entire body was smoking and his chest hair was singed.
Lightning Release: Shadow Clone Technique!
The one bound by chains was the clone; the real Russell had arrived behind the survivor, swiftly sending him on his way before turning to leave.
Unable to muster the courage to fight, the mental pollution from the magical strongman was too terrifying; just one glance made one want to flee, and one couldn't even conceive of fighting him for three hundred rounds.
Russell dashed out of the parking lot building, using the Body Flicker Technique to change his location repeatedly. He deactivated Kakashi's Character Card by a building, leaned against the shadows of the wall, and watched the burly figure riding a magic wand disappear into the sky.
A pink baguette, 1.5 meters tall, with white wings at the end, exudes a girlish charm, yet it's paired with a burly, hairy man of macho caliber. This is beyond just being an eyesore; looking at it too much will definitely give you a sty!
"Such a thin stick, doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"
Just as Russell was relieved to have escaped with his life, his Sixth Sense kicked in and he felt a murderous aura. He had experienced this feeling before, so he bent forward and rolled to dodge the sneak attack from behind.
Hello again, girl who delivers equipment. What's your name again?
Seeing the familiar figure, Russell took out a longsword from his Space Ring. The opponent had the ability to Teleportation, and once entangled, there was no way to shake him off. So, he had no choice but to fight.
Jian Shaoxin glared at Russell with hatred in her eyes, her anger blazing. "I've finally found you, you perverted, lewd, despicable, shameless, filthy, and disgusting pervert!"
Girl, you forgot classical, Asian, Japanese and Korean, and campus styles!