Master of Kaidan-Chapter 381: It’s the Same Type of Power, Huh?

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Chapter 381: Chapter 381: It’s the Same Type of Power, Huh?

"Fuck! What kind of martial arts is this? Blossoming Flower Rain? Star Array?"

Tong Xin, in front of the monitor, had completely forgotten about the half-eaten takeout, almost pressing his glasses against the screen.

Although for foreigners, it might require a replay to clearly see the flash of gold light, in the eyes of the people of Yan Country, it was a graceful trajectory.

He could clearly capture the dozens of miscellaneous items, like birds with a spirit, each tracing different paths and pouncing towards the school uniform Kaidan.

The Kaidan, whose style had completely changed, pulled out a studded baseball bat from somewhere and swung with force, hitting the wrench that arrived first for a home run.

At the moment the bat made contact with the wrench, a sonic boom erupted, and the bandages wrapped around the Kaidan’s arm exploded with the force. Even without a commentary, it was clear through the cinematic language that the Kaidan had used all his strength to strike the blow away.

The wrench turned into a star in the sky, while the remaining items were already upon him.

The Kaidan, having suffered a setback, trembled with both arms, naturally not daring to catch again, and quickly turned to run. Only the dozens of items seemed to have a life of their own, relentlessly chasing the Kaidan from all directions.

The Kaidan kept accelerating, pulling out various items from the school uniform to throw out, trying to intercept the hidden weapons behind.

Such an intense and fierce chase took place within a few seconds, and only those with excellent dynamic vision could see clearly everything that happened through the high-speed camera lens.

And those spectators who could only watch in slow-motion replays could only see a flash of gold, followed by the Kaidan already appearing twenty meters away while the streamer just stood in front of him, gripping his neck.

"Not bad, stronger than I imagined."

Feng Xue, holding the Kaidan in front of him with one hand, let his invisible Poisonous Insect Body disperse the opponent’s equally invisible blue phantom.

Only at this moment did he finally realize what had happened to this Kaidan.

Actually, this trump card.

Even Feng Xue had it.

The difference was only that Feng Xue’s trump card was called [Martial God], while the Kaidan’s power was likely something like [School Uniform] or [Delinquent], or [Boss].

If it were a few decades ago, this power would be useless. However, with the boss becoming a symbolic element of ACG culture today, such a power could borrow many strange abilities.

Yet, it wouldn’t decrease the probability of the original Kaidan resurrecting within the body.

And looking at the confused state of this Kaidan, it wouldn’t be long before it turned into something like a [School Uniform Boss] Kaidan.

"However, it’s still limited by the [Identity]’s power. At least this Evil Spirit didn’t pull any tricks like time stop."

Feng Xue maintained a "number one most hated painting by Atomic Samurai (note①)" pose, and although he stood tall at 1.85 meters, compared to the over two-meter muscular man he held, there was still a significant contrast.

"Phew, phew, looks like I’m still a bit stronger than you." Feng Xue exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, making a losing field gesture, and with these words, more perceptions like [Weakling], [Vegetable], [Overconfident] gathered as [Identity] on this boss Kaidan.

The originally blazing Kaidan Fire, after adding a large amount of fuel, seemed to weaken further, as if it might extinguish at any moment.

No, with a pop, it did extinguish.

Then, the Kaidan, held by Feng Xue by the neck, dissolved into a large number of [Identities], disappearing into the air.

"Uh..." Feng Xue was also slightly dazed, as this was the first time he saw such a way of dying. At this moment, he realized that besides exhausting [Identity] or being killed physiologically, a Kaidan could also self-destruct due to a conflict between the Kaidan Fire and a targeted [Identity].

However, after realizing this, Feng Xue didn’t produce any negative emotions, as this was a problem unique to single Kaidans. By comparison, as a master of the art with entries exceeding double digits, it was hard for him to imagine a situation where all his Kaidan entries faced opposite perceptions simultaneously.

The initial shock quickly faded, and he immediately assumed a confident expression, speaking to the livestream camera:

"It seems that these martial-arts-type Kaidans disappear on their own after being defeated. I was worried about how to finish them off, as dealing with things looking like humans isn’t easy... Well, the unexpected situation is resolved, and the streamer continues to guide you through the Eastern Country..."

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Inside the phantom [Divine Gathering], the Hundred Tales Kaidans, urgently summoned, sat in their seats, looking at the Hundred-eyed Demon, who initiated the gathering. As the "eyes" of the Hundred Tales, it usually appeared very lazy and didn’t attend the meetings, often appearing as a clone.

This time, it issued a summoning order, so everyone looked quite tense.

"What’s the matter?" After most of the members had arrived, a youth with huge bone horns was the first to speak. The Hundred-eyed Demon, hearing this, immediately replied:

"A person from Yan Country has just killed a [Boss]."

"Yan Country person? Those Masked Riders from Kanagawa?" The Heavenly Dog, still slightly mispronouncing due to "historical reasons," frowned, but the Hundred-eyed Demon shook its head and replied:

"No, it was a streamer visiting for tourism who defeated the [Boss] with martial arts." freewebnøvel.coɱ

"Just for this?" Many Kaidans frowned. Though [Boss] belonged to the type with strong potential and combat power, if he was only beaten to death, it wouldn’t justify the Hundred-eyed Demon using a summoning order.

The Hundred-eyed Demon wanted to explain, but the woman in green with a ghost mask sitting at the head raised her arm to stop her, then spoke:

"The focus is not the individual death of the [Boss]."

As she spoke, she took out a scroll from her wide kimono sleeve, and as the scroll slowly unfurled, portraits of demons appeared, but sharp-eyed individuals noticed that a small spot was empty.

"Correct, for the first time, the [Night Parade of Hundred Demons] shows a reduction. The [Boss] Kaidan is completely gone from the scroll, and I don’t know whether it can condense again."

When she finished her words, the entire Divine Gathering fell into complete silence, with even the sound of clothing rubbing from slight movements disappearing completely, leaving nothing but dead silence.

This silence lasted for more than a minute before a woman with nine tails behind her spoke:

"What exactly happened?"

"That person defeated the [Boss] during a live global broadcast."

The Hundred-eyed Demon gave a succinct answer, but everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief. Livestreaming wasn’t rare in the Eastern Country; they even encouraged it to promote Kaidans, so Kaidans dying during streams wasn’t unheard of.

But since the establishment of the Hundred Tales, this was the first time a fully-formed Kaidan disappeared from the [Night Parade of Hundred Demons].

This involved the fundamental interests of the Hundred Tales.

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