The Thousand Blood Needles and the Void Style kept clashing, and both Akaza and Ryuri wanted to use this to test each other, so neither of them stopped.
After a long while, Akaza was the first to stop attacking, and with a few quick maneuvers, he was back in front of the dragon.
"Teaching the posture, the crown should be cut first!"
Akaza braced himself on one leg, raising the other high, and a blue wave of energy slammed into Ryuri's neck like a steel blade!
White-haired Ryuri raised his arms to defend himself, while black-haired Ryuri appeared behind Akaza and grabbed Akaza's head.
"I have never liked ganging up on the weak, but if the opponent is Lord Akaza, then there's nothing I can do."
"I'm laughing," said the black-haired dragon.
"No matter how many weaklings there are, they are useless." Akaza said calmly, and his body suddenly began to spin in place in a strange posture.
"Destruction Slash, Leg Style, Flying Star Thousand Wheels!"
The white-haired Ryūri's newly grown arm broke off again, while the black- haired Ryūri was also blasted away by Akaza's attack.
"It's over!" Akaza's eyes sharpened. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Ryūri's wrist with both hands. While the other's eyes were filled with confusion and astonishment, he grabbed Ryūri's neck with his other hand.
"For split-type Blood Demon Art, we just need to deal with all the split versions," Akaza said confidently. "This battle is over. Ryuri, you..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a strange force binding his body, rendering him unable to move. He stared blankly down at his body, a wave of astonishment and confusion washing over him.
Although there were no obvious wounds on his body from the outside, a closer look revealed that his skin was covered with countless tiny blood needles, as fine as hairs!
Because these blood needles were so tiny that they were almost invisible to the naked eye, he had not noticed their existence until now.
At this moment, the blood needles were deeply embedded in his body, trembling incessantly, as if a swarm of tiny insects were desperately trying to burrow into his body.
The pain was not unbearable for Akaza, but what shocked him even more was that these blood needles could actually restrict his movements!
"It's over, Lord Akaza." Ryūri's voice, tinged with a mocking smile, rang in my ears.
Akaza remained expressionless, but with a slight exertion of force, a soft "plop" was heard, and the white-haired Ryuri's neck was crushed by him.
"Mr. Akaza, shall we continue?"
The black-haired dragon smiled, and as he spoke, he used his other hand to cut off the arm that Akaza was holding.
...
A few minutes later, Akaza sat on the ground with a gloomy face, while Ryuri squatted beside him, carefully using tweezers to pick out the blood needles from his body one by one.
Akaza's face turned ashen: "Why is your method so annoying? You're even more repulsive than Douma!"
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, our opponent is Mr. Akaza. If we don't go all out, we'll get a real beating."
"snort!"
Akaza's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the blood needles on his body, and his fists clenched involuntarily: "Then why do you keep picking them out one by one with your own Blood Demon Art! Can't you even control your own moves?!"
"I'm so sorry, Mr. Akaza. Because I didn't know how to incapacitate you at the time, I turned the power of these blood needles to the maximum, which is why I can't remove them directly now, hehe..."
Akaza's face turned ashen, and he remained silent.
A hint of apology flashed across Ryuji's face: "Thank you so much, Mr. Akaza, for showing mercy."
Ryūri knew very well that Akaza was fully capable of defeating him if he wanted to. The reason he was in such a sorry state was mainly because he hadn't used his full strength when he fought Ryūri.
"Since it's just a friendly spar, I naturally can't really do anything to you."
Akaza said indignantly, "But it seems you really do see me as an enemy!"
Ryūri touched the tip of his nose, and said with a lack of confidence, "It's not my fault. It was Akaza-san who asked me to be serious!"
Akaza snorted coldly and said nothing more.
Of course he wouldn't really be angry with Long Li. Long Li had only been a ghost for a few years, while he had been a ghost for just as long. In his eyes, Long Li was practically a child. How could he get angry with a child?
"Your Blood Demon Art is Split?" Akaza suddenly asked.
Blood Demon Art is the demon's trump card, but Ryuri had no intention of hiding it from Akaza: "Yes, Mr. Akaza."
Akaza said hoarsely, "Your ability is very similar to that of Hantengu; he also splits into two parts, just like you."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Um."
Akaza nodded: "However, although the ability to split seems strong, after splitting, apart from your Blood Demon Art, your close combat ability is really too weak. If the opponent closes in and finds your weakness, it will be easy to defeat you."
"Is Mr. Akaza trying to teach me? He's telling the truth. With Mr. Akaza's strength, he could have easily defeated me just now. Upper Moon Three's experience is extremely valuable to me..." Ryuri humbly accepted the lesson: "Mr. Akaza, is there any solution?"
Akaza laughed, as if his scheme had succeeded: "It's simple. You can spar with me often from now on to improve your close combat skills!"
Ryu's eyes lit up immediately. The opportunity to fight and learn from Upper Moon Three was truly rare!
"Is this really alright, Mr. Akaza? Won't this be too much trouble for you?"
"Of course not."
Akaza's smile was almost impossible to contain.
"Ha, then it seems we're not in a hurry to go back."
Ryuri naturally wanted to seize such a rare opportunity, and he had already sensed that his strength had not improved for a long time since he became an Upper Moon.
Previously, his strength would improve on its own even if he didn't move every day. Occasionally, he would get stuck, but he could break through by eating two people. However, during this period, his strength has been stuck at this stage, making no progress, as if he has reached a bottleneck.
Perhaps it's true, as Akaza said, that he was so focused on improving his Blood Demon Arts that he neglected physical training.
He just hadn't had the chance before, but now that such a huge Upper Moon Three was right in front of him, he was determined to seize it.
"But let's make this clear beforehand, you can't use Blood Demon Art during our fight,"
Akaza's face darkened as he looked at the blood-stained needles on his body.