Chapter 635: Chapter 551 Crow Tengu Chapter 635: Chapter 551 Crow Tengu “They are mine!”
Ishii’s voice echoed from every direction. As he watched the ripe fruits being picked by others at the last moment, he couldn’t swallow the resentment in his heart considering all that had happened since his contact with Aian San.
“They are mine now,” Aian San answered indifferently.
“You have no business here anymore, although, if you’d like to stay and help, I’d welcome it.”
Aian San slightly turned his body, his gaze fixed on a corner of the cave. His eyes shone with a greasy luster, seemingly able to penetrate the walls and see the figure hidden among the rocks.
“Don’t do anything foolish. You know, your abilities aren’t of much use in front of me. If I can find you, I can kill you,” Aian San said with a fierce smile, half-threatening.
“I found them, and I’ve been tracking them all this way…”
Ishii’s voice became hoarse as he was still trying to bargain for something.
“Hmm…indeed, that’s the case.”
“Then I thank you for your previous efforts,” Aian San said with sincerity.
Heavy breathing could be heard inside the cave. Aian San didn’t speak, just quietly waited. After a few moments, Ishii’s voice came again, now filled with much more helplessness and fatigue.
“I understand. I hope everything goes well for you.”
Immediately after, Roger sensed something that had been hidden in the shadows began to move away until it was no longer detectable.
“The nuisance is finally gone.”
Aian San turned his head to look at Roger and the others, his main focus still on Michihiro Morita.
“Mr. Morita, it took me a bit of time to find you. The teacher has some things he wants to ask you in person.”
“Can you come with me now?”
Aian San’s attitude appeared respectful, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, completely disregarding Michihiro Morita’s Fourth Tier strength.
“Let Yukiko and the others go, and I will come with you,” Michihiro Morita said, then took a step forward.
“What are you talking about?”
“You are all guests of the teacher, and before leaving, he specifically instructed me that he hoped to see both of you present at the same time.”
His gaze landed on Roger, completely ignoring Aoki Kazuo and Higurashi Senka.
“Miura Anjin, that’s the name, right?”
“You killed Uchiyama Mamoru, so now I have to kill you.”
No sooner had his voice faded, Aian San’s original position was left with only an afterimage, as he appeared in front of Roger as if teleporting.
He raised his right hand, his fingers curled into a claw, while above his arm, a vaguely discernible shadow made of Spiritual Power stretched out towards Roger’s head!
Michihiro Morita shouted just as he lost sight of Aian San. Flame Tiger’s power erupted, but then he heard Roger’s calm voice.
“Watch over them, leave the rest to me.”
Aian San was incredibly fast, changing from a friendly exchange to launching an attack with hardly any indication. But from the beginning, Roger had always been on guard for his assault.
So, the moment Aian San’s figure vanished, Roger also reacted.
He moved to the side, narrowly dodging Aian San’s probing attack. The young man before him acted arrogantly with a flippancy that Roger couldn’t deny, and the Spiritual Power surging over him was indeed extraordinarily strong.
As he attacked, black Spiritual Power flowed as if something was about to burst forth from his body!
Aian San’s initial probing attack was easily evaded by Roger, making his expression turn serious for a moment, but then he saw the killing intent bursting out of the young man’s eyes!
The next instant, the Bone Sword disappeared from view, and at the same time, a strange yet immensely terrifying power erupted from him.
“What is this power?!”
“You’re not Sunrise…”
Aian San’s face drastically changed in color. He had only wanted to test the waters with his initial move, but he could never have imagined that following that probing attack, Roger would counter as if he was fighting for his life.
“Has he gone mad? Does he not fear…”
The thoughts flashed through his mind, but there was no time for any more reflection; a piercing sensation grazed his skin.
If he couldn’t dodge this strike, he would be seriously injured!
Roger’s sudden all-out burst defied all logic. Aian San was fast, but he couldn’t dodge in time. In a critical moment, he could only cross his arms to shield himself at the front.
Meanwhile, the Spiritual Power surging behind him spread rapidly over his body’s surface, forming a pair of blurry wings.
Roger was resolute. The situation unfolding before him was one he had played out countless times in his mind. He learned from Michihiro Morita that this young man named Aian San was a disciple of the Ran’ei Divine Master.
Exceptionally talented and with an astonishingly rapid cultivation progress, he was, however, characterized by a prideful and somewhat disdainful nature.
At the commencement of their duel, it was normal for strangers, unfamiliar with the environment and each other, to make contact conservatively to assess their opponent’s depth of strength, adjusting for the ensuing battle.
In such a scenario, either party’s attacks would normally be restrained and effortless. This was why Roger’s sudden burst was completely unexpected for Aian San.