For the demon.
This was no longer as simple as being looked down on.
It was practically being pinned to the ground and brutally humiliated from behind!
These brats it could crush at will were actually treating it as a practice target?
In its fury, it stopped holding back.
Instead, it unleashed its Blood Demon Art and launched a ferocious assault on the two of them.
This time, Persimmon had already brought Yan Zi, whose strength fell far short, to safety.
Only Sanemi Shinazugawa and Masachika Kume remained on the field, fighting side by side.
Even though Hajimi had grown considerably stronger since he first arrived in the Northern Borderlands.
Truthfully, he still had a long way to go before he could handle a demon like this.
Within just a few exchanges, he was repeatedly forced into danger.
If he had truly been fighting alone.
He would either have died on the spot.
Or risked using his rare blood to entrance the demon just before his death, barely managing to take it down with him.
But standing beside him now was his good friend Kuang Jin.
The one truly fighting alone.
Was that fellow opposite them.
Whenever Sanemi was backed into a corner or looked unable to evade an attack.
Kuang Jin would always bring his blade to his defense in time, or simply grab his collar and yank him backward.
The danger was easily resolved.
That was mainly because Kuang Jin's actual combat strength matched the demon's, and was even slightly greater.
For a time, the demon roared repeatedly in fury.
But it was nothing more than impotent rage.
Meanwhile, Sanemi's combat experience and practical application of the Wind Breathing Style were both slowly improving under this intense pressure.
Yan Zi exclaimed, "Junior Brother Sanemi is actually this strong?!"