Drake and Yuto Ijika stood separately at the Yin and Yang fish eyes of the Taijitu pattern on the platform, and the momentum released by the two intertwined to form a whirlwind, blowing the crystal leaves of the surrounding Heavenly Pillar to dance.
Then the two collided again. Yuto Ijika's fists were continuously blocked by Drake, and he couldn't hit Drake at all.
Indeed, the current Yuto Ijika was very strong, even surpassing Drake in his normal state. But he couldn't control the sudden increase in power at all, and every move was so rough that it was unbearable to watch.
That was how it was with the power stolen from others. How could it compare to the power that Drake had obtained step by step through cultivation?
Drake threw a straight punch at Yuto Ijika's abdomen, making him have to bend over.
Drake unceremoniously raised his knee, directly hitting Yuto Ijika's face, sending him flying.
There were two kinds of enemies that were the most disgusting. One was those with hard armor and high health, who couldn't be killed no matter what. This was still tolerable. And the other kind was too much. That was those who could heal themselves while fighting.
With that bottomless cursed power, Yuto Ijika was clearly the second kind of disgusting type.
But for Drake, he was just a durable sandbag.
The flying Yuto Ijika hadn't reacted yet when Drake had already chased after him, raising his leg and chopping down, heavily smashing him onto the Taijitu.
Although Yuto Ijika's body had already transformed into a cursed power form, he still had feelings. He only felt that his internal organs were like being thrown into a blender, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
And the only action he could take was to roll out of the way when Drake's fist fell again.
After rolling several times, Yuto Ijika finally created some distance, standing up and throwing a punch.
Drake's fingers moved, and a ball of fire was gathered in his palm. Holding this ball of fire, Drake's palm directly slapped at Yuto Ijika's punch.
Just as the flames touched Yuto Ijika's fist, the compressed firepower was directly released.
A pillar of fire shot straight out, directly burning Yuto Ijika's entire arm to ashes.
Before Yuto Ijika could even feel the pain, Drake kicked him away with a Fire Dragon's Hook Claw.
Barely managing to stand up, Yuto Ijika's wounds wriggled, and a new arm grew out. But the cursed power on Yuto Ijika's body also declined a little.
"Cracking Light Burst, Hurry, hurry, as the statutes command!"
Yuto Ijika understood that even if he obtained powerful cursed power, he would never gain an advantage in close combat with Drake. So he finally used cursed arts.
A cursed power ball like a demon's head appeared behind Yuto Ijika.
Yuto Ijika had used this cursed art, which had been improved from Cracking Sky Magic Bullet, before. At that time, the Cracking Light Burst was still very large.
And this time, the Cracking Light Burst was only the size of a fist, and didn't have the oppressive feeling of before, but the cursed power condensed on it was much stronger than before.
Under Yuto Ijika's control, the demon-like magic bullet flew towards Drake.
Although Yuto Ijika's attacks were like a storm, Drake had more than one way to deal with them.
Whether it was to shatter the magic bullets, which were cursed power aggregates, one by one, or to dodge with the Azure Dragon form of the Four Symbols Fist, Drake was confident that he wouldn't even be scratched.
Unfortunately, Drake didn't want to waste time with him.
"Four Symbols Fist, Vermilion Bird Form - Heavenly Drive!"
Drake spread his arms, like a divine bird spreading its wings. Then Drake turned into a streak of fire, arriving before Yuto Ijika in the blink of an eye.
By the time Drake's figure appeared, those Cracking Light Bursts had all shattered. It was Drake who had just broken them by forcibly ramming into them during his dash.
Perhaps he had been prepared for it long ago, so Yuto Ijika subconsciously took a step back when Drake's palm blade fell.
But just by being grazed by Drake's fingertips, a huge wound appeared on Yuto Ijika's chest.
How could Drake let him go? He chased up and threw a punch.
But he didn't expect that Yuto Ijika wouldn't dodge this time, but instead used his body to meet Drake's fist.
A large amount of blood splattered out, and Drake's fist directly pierced through Yuto Ijika's chest.
But Yuto Ijika grabbed Drake's arm backhand, revealing a ferocious smile to Drake.
Using his body to restrict Drake's actions was something only a madman like Yuto Ijika would do.
And having paid such a high price, Yuto Ijika naturally wouldn't do nothing. He bent his fingers into claws, grabbing fiercely at Drake's chest, as if he wanted to directly dig out Drake's heart.
Yuto Ijika's smug expression quickly changed, with three parts shock, three parts incomprehension, and three parts despair.
Yuto Ijika's fingers did poke at Drake's chest, but unfortunately, they didn't penetrate Drake's body surface defense at all.
Through the hole pierced in his clothes, Yuto Ijika saw what was blocking his fingers.
Under the clothes wasn't skin, but a layer of crystal-like scales.
Yuto Ijika was indeed the most disgusting type who could heal himself while fighting, but Drake was the strong type with high armor and high health.
Yuto Ijika hadn't experienced how thick Drake's health was, but he had already seen his indestructible defense.
Drake revealed a "kind" smile to the dumbfounded Yuto Ijika, and then headbutted him, sending him flying.
And Drake's hand naturally pulled out, flames wrapped around it, directly burning away the blood stains on it.
Yuto Ijika stood up, shaking his head, which was seeing stars, and the large hole in his chest also began to heal.
Drake shook his head, saying, "I'm almost tired of playing too. It seems that's all you've got. Then just fall down for me!"
How could Drake's fist be so easy to receive? Drake's domineering magic power was still wantonly destroying his body, and Yuto Ijika couldn't hide the painful expression on his face.
But even so, his madness didn't diminish at all.
"How could it end here!" Saying this, Yuto Ijika was about to take action again.
"Enough!"
Just then, a voice came from above the two.
Drake narrowed his eyes, raising his head, saying, "So you've finally appeared yourself? The real mastermind!"
Above the two, a man in a spherical blue light shield slowly fell. The man wearing a dark cyan hunting garment had dark skin, and there was no expression on his young face.
The Exorcist Union leader's proxy Mikage, whose true identity was Abe no Seimei's clone, descended on the battlefield at this time.
Mikage looked down at the two below, his gaze falling on Yuto Ijika.
"As expected, a counterfeit is a counterfeit. It can only do this much."
Yuto Ijika's crazy expression disappeared, saying coldly, "Who the hell are you?"
Mikage said, "My identity? I don't mind telling you. I am the founder of the Exorcist Union, Abe no Seimei!"
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