When the Southern Dipper falls into chaos, the Northern Dipper appears-you don't look human to me!

"That attack barely tickled. I'll kill you!" The leader raised his hand to strike.

"Ken!" Lin cried out anxiously.

With his back to the leader, Kenshiro said calmly, "Omae wa mou shindeiru."

"Oh-mae wa, mou~ shindeiru."

(You are already dead.)

"Nani?!!" The leader barely managed a startled cry before his whole body froze.

"Ugh, aah!"

Then parts of his body swelled, twisting and spraying blood...

"Pfft~ sss..."

"Bang!"

Just like the thugs, the leader soon crashed to the ground, his body bursting apart as he died.

Before Lin could breathe a sigh of relief,

she heard Kenshiro say warily, "Come out. I know you're there."

Lin looked up and saw Kenshiro staring sharply at where Tetsuhiro stood.

Though he hid it well, his heartbeat betrayed his unease and tension.

Instinctively, Kenshiro set Lin back on the ground and assumed a fighting stance, bracing himself.

"Who's there?"

"Another enemy?!" Barto shrank farther into his hiding place in the corner.

Lin hurried over to Barto and fearfully scooped up the little white dog.

"As expected of the successor to the Fist of the North Star, destined to save the world." Tetsuhiro dispelled his Genjutsu, and only then could everyone see him clearly.

"Oh, it's Mr. Li." Everyone except Kenshiro breathed a sigh of relief.

Kenshiro couldn't hear their thoughts, but judging by their expressions, they seemed to know the man.

After just one glance, the stern Kenshiro found himself unable to look away.

He began sizing Tetsuhiro up in earnest, studying him carefully from head to toe.

The more he looked, the more alarmed he became!

Is this a human? How could someone like this exist in the world?

In his eyes, every inch of Tetsuhiro's skin, his pores, the arrangement of his muscle fibers... his bone density... his blood flow... his