The enormous pale mountain of a body froze and shattered as it fell, leaving ice shards scattered across the ground around tiny fragments of remains. Under Yang Xu's deliberate control, it had broken into exceptionally fine pieces.
He only wanted to have some fun, not create a monster capable of killing him.
He twisted his waist, loosening up his body a little more now that it had finally found relief.
The throbbing in his head and the stifling discomfort throughout his body finally eased. Sure enough, only fighting and slaughter could relieve this body's pain.
Containing a curse in a human shell-how was that any different from tossing himself onto a bed of charcoal and roasting both sides golden brown?
Fortunately, Kamo Xu himself was a cursed spirit, and the original Kamo Xu, resurrected after being cursed, was also a cursed spirit.
Otherwise, this body would've fucking croaked long ago.
With everything settled, Yang Xu slowly descended from the air. The moment his foot touched down, an even crisper cracking sound rang out.
Standing on the fine ice shards, he smiled happily.
"Thanks. I had a lot of fun. Unfortunately, the next time we meet... you won't be fighting [Kamo Xu] again."
Watching the flesh inside the frozen crystals gradually turn into shadows and vanish through the ice, Yang Xu couldn't help feeling a little regretful.
Only getting to hit such a good punching bag once was a terrible waste.
If only he could keep summoning it and beating it up...
Huh?
Feels like I forgot something...
Fuck, I forgot about that otherworldly legend, Megumi Fushiguro!
Yang Xu slapped his forehead, filled with regret. Megumi Fushiguro's physical condition had to be appallingly bad.
There was no way he could hold out long enough to return to Jujutsu High for