As Yuejian revealed his true strength, the comments' attitude toward him quietly changed.
There was no other reason: he was strong enough, and handsome enough.
Besides, a person should be judged by his deeds, not his intentions.
No matter how flippant Yuejian sounded or how much he made people grit their teeth, when real danger appeared, he hadn't stood idly by.
"Wait, is this Armament? That's so cool!"
"How come we haven't seen Prisoner Ji use it?"
"Prisoner Ji only just enrolled. He probably doesn't know how yet."
"Is it possible that all his opponents so far have been too weak to make Hajiqi bring out this trump card?"
The Lineage Investiture of the God of the Moon Scroll was magnificent, overflowing with style while giving viewers a clearer understanding of the anime's power system.
Quite a few commenters couldn't help wondering-
If Lineage Investiture was this cool,
what would Qiji's Armament look like when he used it?
At the mouth of One-Line Sky.
Qiji checked the battle in the main livestream through a small system window.
Sure enough, the situation was dire.
The people on screen were in constant danger.
He had to hurry over and save them!
Ultimately, all of this had started because of him.
If he hadn't killed Kamishiro Seigen, the Kamishiro Family's retaliation wouldn't have come so fiercely and suddenly.
The people of Class Eight wouldn't have fallen into such a life-or-death crisis either.
So-
"Looks like I'll have to... get a little serious."
As his words fell,
"Clang-!"
The Sword of No Thought rang with a clear hum as Qiji casually flung it out.
Like a living bolt of silver lightning, the blade traced a hauntingly beautiful arc through the air.
With a series of wet squelches, it pierced the heads of five Void Beasts charging side by side, skewering them like tanghulu and pinning them to the rock wall behind them.
The instant the blade pierced the wall, its hilt continued to vibrate furiously, humming without end.
At the same time, Qiji tore off his trench coat and tossed it behind him.
Behind him, a rat that had been about to launch a sneak attack instinctively looked up in a daze-
and watched as the coat Qiji had thrown gradually covered its body.
The next second, there was a tremendous bang!
Qiji's trench coat smashed down on the rat's head, crushing it to death and flattening it into a rat pancake.
A huge, deep crater split open in the ground.
Only then did sharp-eyed viewers, peering through the swirling dust at the ultra-high-definition image, make out-
that the lining of the trench coat Qiji had taken off glinted with a metallic sheen!
The chest, the back, the shoulders... the fabric was unusually thick in many places, with unnatural bulges.
It was weighted!
Qiji had been fighting in a specially made weighted trench coat this whole time!
And judging by the sound it made when it landed, and the fact that it had crushed a Void Beast to death in one hit-
the weight was probably far beyond what an ordinary person could imagine!
"Holy shit! 666! Prisoner Ji was hiding a move like this!"
"Wait, how did you make your coat flap so damn coolly in the wind when it's that heavy? Is that even scientifically possible?"
"It's very scientific! Look closely: the collar, cuffs, and edges of the hem-the parts Prisoner Ji uses to look cool-aren't weighted."
"Holy shit! That's so meticulous!"
"Take notes on my bro Ji's clever little tricks for looking cool!"
The comments had guessed right.
That was indeed what Qiji had done.
It was also the best balance between the effects of the weights and looking cool that he'd found after countless trials.
Otherwise, if his trench coat stayed motionless like an iron plate when the wind blew, how could it still be called a trench coat?
He couldn't do anything that got in the way of looking cool.
He wanted strength and good looks!
He loosened his neck and shoulders after shedding the weight, and his joints gave a series of crisp cracks and pops.
Like a sleeping dragon stretching its body.
At that moment, an even more terrifying, more dangerous aura silently spread from Qiji.
Then he grinned, showing a cold smile hidden behind his pure white mask, yet seemingly conveyed through his imposing presence.
The next moment, he moved slightly.
"Boom-!!!"
An invisible ring of air exploded outward from where he stood!
Several nearby Void Beasts were violently swept away like weeds.
At the same time, Qiji vanished.
No, he hadn't vanished.
He was moving so fast that he left an afterimage in the dim light and lingering blood mist!
"Coming through."
As Qiji offered his polite greeting-
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang-!!!"
A series of heavy, tooth-rattling thuds, so dense it was impossible to tell which came first, suddenly erupted amid the beast tide.
Wherever the afterimage passed, every Void Beast in its path, regardless of size or strength, seemed to be struck head-on by a speeding truck!
Their bodies flew backward, tumbling and folding in half at all manner of twisted angles.
Hard carapaces caved in and shattered like paper, while blood and entrails rose and bloomed like fireworks.
From that moment on, Qiji, having shed his weights and gotten a little serious, changed his fighting style from the height of elegance to the height of brutality!
If one had to say it, the current him-
looked more like a ferocious beast than these feeble creatures!
Qiji no longer held his ground at the mouth of the valley. After recalling the Sword of No Thought, he charged against the flow, straight into the beast tide!
These Void Beasts had been driven berserk by the Red-Hot Incense and the Kamishiro Family's Mind Echo.
And a Mind Echo on this scale, even with a large circuit prepared in advance, would surely require an Echoer to continuously supply Heart Essence to keep it running.
Since the Void Beasts were endless, seemingly impossible to kill off,
then-
wouldn't it be enough to kill the person controlling them?
Kamishiro Seiki found this particular task exceptionally easy.
He had even started thinking about how he would relax properly once it was done.
He had captured two little girls from the City of Kindling on his way here.
When the time came, he would enjoy them with his wine to celebrate.
To him, young girls were like fragrant, soft little cakes.
The perfect delicacy to accompany wine!
At that moment, he stood at the center of the large circuit, maintaining his output of Heart Essence.
To stave off boredom, all sorts of fantasies flashed through his mind.
But then-
dust suddenly billowed up at the far end of his field of vision.
Kamishiro Seiki narrowed his eyes, but before he could make out what it was,
he was shocked by a ground-shaking roar.
"What the hell...?!"
Kamishiro Seiki stared in astonishment, his eyes widening as he finally saw clearly.
There was a humanoid afterimage in the dust.
It was approaching his position in a straight line at an incredible speed!
Blood and flesh flew wherever it passed, and Void Beasts fell like wheat before a scythe.
The humanoid thing had forcibly carved a path paved with corpses through the endless beast tide.
"No... impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Kamishiro Seiki's eyes widened in disbelief.
He even raised a hand and slapped himself. Only when the stinging pain hit him did he finally confirm that this wasn't a dream.
Wait...
That guy in the distance, that thing, that monster...
It couldn't be coming for him, could it?
The instant the thought crossed his mind, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Chapter 35: Corpse, why are you moving around?
Holy shit!
Who said this task was easy?
What the fuck was easy about this task? He'd like to know!
Watching that terrifying thing charge straight at him, Kamishiro Seiki's heart went cold, and he became certain-
that bastard was coming for him!
He wanted to run, but judging by that thing's terrifying speed...
How could he possibly outrun it?!
There was only one thing to do now: take a gamble!