"B-baka!"
Yamato's hair stood on end.
His legs clamped together, and he knelt on the ground in an extremely feminine posture.
A stream of yellow liquid trickled out.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
A double-strength Heavenly Tribulation straight to the crotch would leave even someone at Eight Awakenings stunned.
For all that Yamato was half a step from Eight Awakenings, he was still at Seven Awakenings.
Besides, his physical toughness couldn't compare to Little White Tiger's after fusion.
The power of the heavenly lightning was based on the two of them's combined strength.
In other words, the purple heavenly lightning was meant to strike someone at Seven Awakenings.
And at double strength, too.
"It's all charred."
Old Ninth looked at Yamato sympathetically.
The latter's sword lay discarded to one side, and both his hands painfully covered his crotch, his face contorted.
It took no imagination to know how much pain he was in.
Old Ninth's move was downright shameless.
What kind of Awakened went for crotches and grabbed balls in a fight?
"Just cut it off. It's useless anyway. Go find yourself a copy of the Sunflower Manual to practice later. Maybe you'll reach Nine Awakenings."
Little White Tiger pressed a hand meaningfully onto his shoulder.
The next moment.
Another bolt of heavenly lightning struck.
Yamato's body went rigid, and he fell flat on his back.
In all the world, only these two, who had absorbed the Demon Ancestor's Blood and also possessed a pseudo-divine body and the Human Emperor's qi, dared to take heavenly lightning head-on like this.
"Sh-shameless."
Yamato's face was pitch-black, and his body kept twitching.
Little White Tiger silently picked up his tachi and pocketed it.
"Still want to fight?" Old Ninth asked, tilting his head.
"How can he fight? Doesn't he want his balls anymore? They're