[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: Even if you say that, Rikka, although I've already sold quite a few mutated beast corpses, I still haven't gathered a hundred thousand points. Plus, even if I had a hundred thousand points, with my current Tier 1 strength, it's impossible for me to be a match for a Susanoo-clad Giant Buddha.]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: So my suggestion is that you guys hide well first, wait for them to finish fighting, and then assess the situation. If there's still danger, ask the big shots in the group for help.]
[Emperor Through the Ages: Xiaoxiao, do you know anything about the two people fighting?]
Ying Zheng watched the apocalyptic disaster unfolding in the live stream, his mind racing with thoughts.
Could a Golden Core cultivator from the cultivation world cause such terrifying destructive power?
There truly are too many powerhouses across the myriad heavens and realms.
Whether it is me or the Great Qin, we are simply too weak.
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: The Susanoo-clad Giant Buddha is a relatively famous meme from the internet in my past life. It refers to combining the powers of two peak experts from an anime called Naruto, joining forces for ultimate strength.]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: Actually, neither the original anime nor the manga has this thing. The one in the live stream right now is obviously a transmigrator from somewhere, right?]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: I even heard some bastard yell Shikai earlier. Combined with the overwhelming flames, I have reason to suspect that the power used by the other fighter comes from a Zanpakuto in Bleach, and it's highly likely to be the strongest fire-type Zanpakuto, Ryujin Jakka.]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby uploaded the files Naruto and Bleach]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: The power systems of these two worlds are also the most frequently used by protagonists in crossover anime fanfics. You guys can take a look when you have time, compare them, and see if you can come up with some ideas to help Rikka and Eriri.]
Following that, Yun Yun, Zhang Xiaofan, Qian Renxue, and Ying Zheng in the chat group all downloaded the two files.
Eriri and Rikka, who were currently fleeing, planned to escape Tokyo first before downloading the two files to read.
However, right at this moment, a drastic change suddenly occurred in the sky above.
A man with blood seeping from his abdomen could be seen standing tall in the sky, gripping a crimson blade entwined in flames.
Raising the blade high, he roared with an incredibly ferocious expression.
"You despicable sneak attacker! You forced my hand!"
"Bankai! Zanka no Tachi!"
As the release command was chanted, the flames originally wreathing the blade instantly retracted. The blade itself turned a golden-red, looking just like a divine artifact forged from the sun itself.
With the appearance of Zanka no Tachi, the temperature tens of kilometers away began to rapidly skyrocket, centering around the Shinigami Guy.
100 Degrees Celsius... 200 Degrees Celsius... 300 Degrees Celsius...
As for the immediate vicinity of the Shinigami Guy, many buildings had already begun to vaporize.
"What is this!?"
Rikka looked at the man tens of kilometers away, feeling as if her entire body was going to be completely incinerated.
Meanwhile, the Hokage Guy facing the Shinigami Guy was under the greatest pressure.
Looking at the Shinigami Guy holding Zanka no Tachi high, his eyes were filled with terror. He never expected that his sneak attack using the Rinnegan ability Limbo: Hengoku would fail to kill the Shinigami Guy directly. Instead, after heavily injuring him, it pushed him to unleash his ultimate move at all costs.
"Brother! Can we call a truce?"
The Hokage Guy could clearly see that the Shinigami Guy's entire body was burning. It was obvious that he was not Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni; unleashing the full power of Ryujin Jakka's Bankai absolutely came at a massive cost.
"At this point in time! Are you joking?"
"You bastard! Go to hell!"
After the Shinigami Guy finished speaking, he endured his body that felt like it was about to explode and let out a low, explosive shout, "Zanka no Tachi, West: Zanjitsu Gokui!"
"You are freaking crazy!"
The Hokage Guy roared angrily. Subsequently, the Susanoo Giant Buddha around his body instantly dissipated, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes. High in the sky, a massive meteorite wreathed in flames descended from the heavens. After doing all this, his eyes spun rapidly, transforming into a pair of crimson eyes with a shuriken pattern.
Kamui!
With a low shout in his heart, the Hokage Guy quickly retreated into his pocket dimension. However, even though his speed was incredibly fast, his body still suffered exceptionally severe burns by the time he appeared in the alternate space.
"That lunatic!"
The Hokage Guy cursed inwardly. Then, thinking of the move the Shinigami Guy had used, he could not help but sneer.
Regardless of whether that so-called Zanka no Tachi, West: Zanjitsu Gokui truly had a temperature of fifteen million degrees Celsius, that guy would not be having an easy time either. Once this attack ended, it would be his best opportunity for a desperate counterattack.
Thinking this, the Hokage Guy sat cross-legged in the pocket dimension. Eyeshadow rapidly appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the burns on his body began to heal at a visible rate.
Meanwhile, back in the outside world of Tokyo, the Shinigami Guy held the Bankai-released Ryujin Jakka high in his hand, his entire body completely transformed into a human torch.
He felt his body beginning to melt under the high temperatures akin to the core of the sun.
By this time, his target had long vanished, and he was already unable to hold on much longer.
Therefore, he could only set his sights on the massive meteorite plummeting rapidly from the sky. Swinging with all his might using both hands, Ryujin Jakka, which seemed to have condensed the flames of the sun, vaporized ninety-nine percent of the meteorite in a single strike. After executing this slash, the Shinigami Guy plummeted heavily from the sky, as if completely drained of his strength.
However, although the battle between the two had ended, the impact they caused was far from over.
All of Tokyo looked as if it had been struck by a natural disaster. Countless wails and cries for help mingled together. Innumerable cars crashed into each other on the roads, completely blocking the streets, while some people who failed to escape in time were entirely vaporized in the sea of fire.
"Is it over?"
Toka looked up at the gradually dimming sky, feeling somewhat uncertain and apprehensive.
However, in the next moment, Rikka tugged at her.
"Sister, Eriri said we should meet up with them. Should we go?"
Although she always outwardly resisted her sister, in reality, even after joining the chat group, Rikka habitually relied on her. Therefore, facing Eriri's invitation at this moment, she still wanted her sister to make the decision.
Hearing this, Toka thought of the status Eriri's family held in Japan and ultimately nodded.
Now that the world had undergone drastic changes, facing it together with Eriri's family was the optimal choice.
Thinking of this, she recalled the great battle between the two figures in the sky earlier, and the sense of urgency in her heart intensified a bit more.
She had to become stronger quickly. At the very least, she needed to be stronger than those two monsters from just now in order to protect her sister well.
She had already lost her father and did not want to let her sister face even the slightest bit of danger again.
In the past, when the world was peaceful, she only needed to provide a comfortable life for her sister. But in this chaotic world today, it was obvious that powerful strength was far more important.
Toka secretly clenched her fists, recalling the feeling of rapidly raising her cultivation realm with Chen Changsheng's help earlier.
But... how could she get Rikka to tell Chen Changsheng her thoughts?
Toka fell into deep thought.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
