Yuta Okkotsu's domain was downright bizarre. He had hidden his Cursed Technique so well that no one could figure out its sure-hit effect right away.
Was it a utility domain?
Or a domain that enhanced his technique with a sure-hit effect...
Anyone else, human or cursed spirit, who stepped into this place would have focused their vigilance on themselves and the boy nearby.
But Yang Xu kept his eyes fixed on the blade in Yuta Okkotsu's hand...
Okkotsu smiled helplessly. From that look alone, he knew Yang Xu had already guessed that the key to his domain lay in the [katanas] scattered across the ground.
Whether he had figured it out himself or heard it from someone else...
Once his opponent was on guard, there was no recovering that informational advantage.
Fortunately, Kamo Xu's domain couldn't neutralize his technique's sure-hit effect, and his domain's outer shell had kept most of the blood outside.
As long as I can withstand Yang Xu's next move...
As long as I can seize a chance to hit him with my technique...
As long as I can last these final two minutes...
[I'll win!]
Yuta Okkotsu moved. Yang Xu's attacks needed time to gather and condense. He seemed to disdain Mr. Kamo's methods of attack, caring only about enjoying himself.
But however quickly he gathered that power, there would still be an opening. Okkotsu had to seize it!
Press in! Press in!! Press in!!!
Don't give him an opening. Keep attacking!
A milky-white glow lit up the boy's blade as the positive energy of Reverse Cursed Technique coated it once more.
Yang Xu had intended to retreat, but the next instant, his rear foot felt as though it had stepped into a bog.
He stumbled, his foot suddenly finding no solid footing.
Somehow, the ground