Chapter 10: Chapter 10: Battle! Shiryu of the Rain
At that moment, the sound of steady, heavy footsteps echoed from the stairway nearby.
Hearing this, Domino swallowed hard, her heart pounding. Gritting her teeth, she shoved the key into the lock of Shiryu's cell.
Click! The door was unlocked.
Moments later, a man wearing an Impel Down officer's uniform along with an aviator's cap stepped out from the cell.
As soon as he regained his freedom, Shiryu of the Rain couldn't help but curl his lips into a wicked, sinister smile.
"That guy is really strong, please—"
Before Domino could finish speaking, Shiryu suddenly reached out with his right hand and grabbed her by the throat in the blink of an eye.
"Y-You… let go of me!"
Domino never expected Shiryu to attack her, and she instantly found herself choking, unable to speak properly.
"Enough talk. Bring me my sword—Rainfall."
With a cold snort, Shiryu snatched the sword from Domino's hand.
That blade—Rainfall—was the very sword that had accompanied him through countless killings.
"Oi, oi, why are you fighting among yourselves already?"
At that moment, Qin Chuan appeared before them.
Seeing him approach, Shiryu threw Domino aside with a flick of his arm.
"So, you're the one I've heard about. They say you're strong enough to beat Magellan."
"Eh, nothing special. I'm just here to knock all of you down so I can leave," Qin Chuan replied casually.
"Hah! Magellan is strong, sure—but once you break through his poison, he's nothing but a cripple.
But me? I'm different. My sword isn't here to play games. If you slip up for even a second, you'll lose your head."
"Yeah, that's going to be annoying—but honestly, it doesn't matter, because my fists are harder than your sword."
With that, Qin Chuan used his system once again to equip the Might Guy character card.
Ding! Host has successfully used the [Might Guy] character card. Remaining uses: -1.
With Chiyo's puppet technique overwritten by Might Guy's power, Qin Chuan's body once again surged with vitality and strength.
Facing Shiryu of the Rain was no ordinary task. Even though Qin Chuan still had ten puppets, he knew that ordinary puppets and their weapons would be no match for Shiryu's lethal blade.
That's why he decided to switch back to Might Guy's body and rely purely on Taijutsu to take on Shiryu's swordsmanship.
"Come on then. Let me see just how strong you really are," Shiryu said, gripping Rainfall and lunging toward Qin Chuan like an arrow released from a bow.
"Eight Inner Gates — Gate of View — OPEN!!" Qin Chuan roared.
In that instant, Might Guy's signature green energy aura erupted from his body, flooding through every pore of his skin.
Qin Chuan felt light as a feather.
Shiryu's attack was already imminent.
"Die!" Shiryu snarled, swinging Rainfall downward with blinding speed toward Qin Chuan's head.
The blade cut through the air, carrying such immense killing intent that it felt like it would slice the air itself in two.
And at that moment, Qin Chuan moved.
With a flash, the sword blade narrowly missed, grazing the edge of his sleeve as it cut downward.
For a moment, the gleam of the blade illuminated the entire dungeon, like a flash of lightning in the eternal darkness of Eternal Hell.
If Qin Chuan had been just one centimeter slower, the sword would have carved him in two.
Meanwhile, as the blade struck the ground, the floor beneath them was instantly split open by a deep, jagged crack.
Stone tiles on either side exploded upward, torn apart by the raw force of Shiryu's strike.
Seeing the gash in the ground, cold sweat broke out all over Qin Chuan's back. Even after opening the sixth of the Eight Gates, his speed was barely enough to dodge Shiryu's swordsmanship.
Across from him, Shiryu himself looked equally shocked.
If this had been a fight fought at a distance, it wouldn't have surprised him if someone could dodge.
But this close? At point-blank range? Shiryu had never seen anyone dodge his blade like that before—not in his entire life.
But before he could process what had happened, Qin Chuan launched his counterattack.
"Morning Peacock!"
This was a technique unlocked after opening the sixth gate—using overwhelming speed and strength to unleash countless punches upon the enemy.
The next instant, countless fists came crashing down from all directions toward Shiryu.
The punches moved so fast that they ignited flames in the surrounding air due to friction.
Flames scattered everywhere, making the flurry of punches resemble a blazing sunrise—beautiful, yet deadly.
That's why this move was known as Morning Peacock.
As for Shiryu, caught completely off guard, his entire body was pummeled like a drum, blow after blow raining down before he could react.
BOOOOOOM!!!
Within just a few seconds, Shiryu could no longer withstand the onslaught. Staggering backward more than ten paces, he barely kept himself upright.
By now, his black Impel Down uniform had been burned through in several places, and his face was blackened and bruised, leaving him looking utterly wretched.
"Hahaha! Shiryu of the Rain—you're pathetic! Who would've thought that one of Impel Down's legendary aces would be beaten by a nobody from Crimson Hell? If word of this gets out, it'll be the funniest thing in the world!"
From the side, a mocking voice called out lazily.
Leaning against a cell door was a man wearing a ridiculous hat, with a comically large sausage-shaped nose, looking perpetually drunk and sloppy.
"Vasco Shot… You talk too much."
Shiryu, already boiling with rage over how this battle had gone, was further provoked by the prisoner's sarcastic taunts. His face twisted with fury.
Without hesitation, he raised Rainfall and swung it straight at the relaxed, mocking Vasco Shot!
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