Black Clover: The Son of Fire Dragon Igneel

Chapter 487: SFDI - 487

Just a single exchange of punches had triggered an effect that was like the explosion of a large amount of explosives. The arena, which had been mostly destroyed in the previous matches, had been directly leveled.

The flying gravel had injured who knew how many unlucky spectators again.

The smoke and dust had scattered in an instant, and that had been caused by the two’s second collision, and the impact that had been produced had allowed everyone to see the situation of the battle.

Kurama had been injured quite badly before this, but he had still supported Yusuke Urameshi. Fortunately, Little King Yama had set up a spirit power defense in time, otherwise the few who had been the closest would have definitely been affected, getting injured.

Yusuke Urameshi had gritted his teeth tightly, and although he had been unwilling, he knew that there was no way for him to interfere in that kind of battle.

He couldn’t help but recall Drake’s words, and he would definitely not allow the thing of not being able to battle because he didn’t have enough resolve to happen again in the future!

In the arena, Drake had raised his palm, gripping Toguro Ototo’s fist, and it could be seen that the blood vessels on Toguro Ototo’s arm had been jumping constantly, which showed just how much power he had been using.

Kuwabara had spat out a mouthful of dust, opening his mouth, saying, "Is it evenly matched!"

Kurama, who had been more meticulous, had shaken his head, saying, "Toguro has lost, look at his other hand!"

Kuwabara had looked over, and the arm that Toguro Ototo had used to trade the first punch with Drake had been hanging to the side, and the finger parts had all been covered in scorched marks, and the arm had also been covered in injuries where the muscles had been torn apart.

Looking at the speed of Toguro Ototo’s body’s self-healing, the fact that he still hadn’t completely recovered even now showed just how high the original damage had been.

And the arm wrestling had also determined the victory and defeat, and Drake’s palm had turned, directly twisting Toguro Ototo’s arm, moving it away.

"Fire Dragon’s Hook Claw!"

Flames had wrapped around his leg, and Drake had kicked Toguro Ototo in the abdomen with a flying kick.

The pillar of fire had passed through Toguro Ototo’s body, destroying the spectator seats behind him, and Toguro Ototo had spat out a mouthful of blood, but he had still swung his fist, forcing Drake back before looking at the hole in his abdomen.

Muscle fibers had extended over, patching up the basketball-sized hole in his abdomen, and Toguro Ototo had raised his head, revealing a strange smile to Drake.

Fifty years ago, Toguro Ototo had been selected as a guest to participate in the Dark Martial Arts Tournament.

It had been the youkai Kuiren who had invited him, and that youkai had killed and eaten all of his disciples while inviting him. And he himself had also been beaten black and blue.

Under the spur of that hellish pain, he had transformed, and had defeated Kuiren at the martial arts tournament.

"It’s not that I’m afraid that there will be guys who are stronger than us appearing, but it’s that I’m afraid that our bodies will have already degenerated when those guys appear."

Toguro Ototo had said this to his lover, and had then made the wish to transform into a youkai who wouldn’t age.

Selling his soul for power, although this was Toguro Ototo’s own choice, he also didn’t think that it was correct. So he craved for someone to be able to deny him, and this was the redemption that belonged to him!

Toguro Ototo felt that Drake’s words before this hadn’t only been said to Yusuke Urameshi, but had also been said to him.

So he knew that Drake was different from him, and although he was also pursuing power, Drake hadn’t walked down the same path as him.

It was best like this, and the failure that Drake gave would completely deny his choice.

Without needing words, the youkai aura that had been surging out of Toguro Ototo had already transmitted his thoughts to Drake.

Drake had naturally also sensed Toguro Ototo’s resolve to die, so he had responded to his wish.

The flames on Drake’s body had jumped a bit, and had then become even more unbridled.

Shinryuji Secret Transmission Four Symbols Fist Technique Mystery, Qilin Power!

It was also a move that released one hundred percent of his power, and the aura that Drake had unleashed after using Qilin Power was who knew how many times more terrifying than Toguro Ototo’s.

Little King Yama’s pupils had widened, because the spirit power defense that he had set up had actually begun to melt, and he had had to increase his spirit power input to maintain it.

The spirit world had its own evaluation standards for youkai, dividing them into ranks like A, B, C, D, and E. But the highest rank, A rank, wasn’t the strongest rank for youkai, but was instead the strongest rank that the spirit world could handle.

And anything that exceeded that rank would all be classified as S rank, which meant that it was a rank that couldn’t be touched. And of course there were also differences between S ranks, so there was also a division of upper and lower ranks.

And in Little King Yama’s view, the power that Drake had unleashed definitely had the level of upper S rank.

For a human to also have this kind of power, it had indeed exceeded Little King Yama’s knowledge.

"Is that his true power?"

Yusuke Urameshi, who had been on the side, had been staring at Drake intently, and had gripped his fists even tighter. He could still say that he hadn’t lost when facing Toguro Ototo, but he knew that it would probably be hard for him to even stand steady if he had to face the current Drake.

After Drake had released his magic power, the entire arena seemed to have transformed into a huge furnace. The ground beneath Drake’s feet had even begun to melt.

The pressure that Drake had given had made every inch of Toguro Ototo’s muscles tense, and he had roared madly, and the structures on his shoulders that were like exhaust pipes had sucked a large amount of youkai aura into his body, which had only then provided enough power to fight against the pressure.

Knowing that he couldn’t allow a stalemate, Toguro Ototo had launched an attack proactively.

Several more huge pits had instantly been added to the ground, which had already been ravaged, and that had been made by Toguro Ototo’s fists, which were like heavy hammers.

And Drake had already jumped into mid-air, dodging Toguro Ototo’s fists, and had at the same time raised his leg high, chopping down like a battle axe.

Ignoring the pain of his collarbones and muscles being torn apart, Toguro Ototo had raised his hand, grabbing Drake’s calf, wanting to swing him around.

But he had seen his fingers transforming into charcoal in the next instant.

Hiei, who had been in the back, couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, he was also a famous thief who had seen a lot in the demon world, but in his memories, he hadn’t seen such terrifying flames.

Even his demon world black flames were probably not as good.

Toguro Ototo hadn’t given up, and the hand that had been burned had recovered quickly, but he still hadn’t been able to touch Drake’s body before Drake had pulled away.

Stepping on the ground, shattering it, Toguro Ototo, who hadn’t been discouraged at all, had continued to launch a pursuit. Countless fist shadows had been unleashed, vowing to hit Drake.

Drake had done a flip, standing steady on the ground, and had then bent his arm back. Facing Toguro Ototo’s storm-like attacks, he had only unleashed one punch.

"Flame Dragon’s Crushing Fist!"

The flames had contracted for an instant, but that had been in order to release them even more violently. Along with Drake unleashing a punch, the flames had surged out together.

The fist shadows that Toguro Ototo had unleashed had collapsed at a touch, and had been directly washed away like a dam made of dirt had encountered a tsunami, and even Toguro Ototo himself had also been swallowed by the flames.

The flames had scattered, and Drake had been maintaining the posture of unleashing a punch, but there had been nothing before his fist.

With that punch just now, Drake had first hit Toguro Ototo’s fists, and then Toguro Ototo’s arms had disappeared.

And then this punch had also hit Toguro Ototo’s abdomen, and the location that had been hit had also transformed into nothingness along with it, and that was how terrifying the power of this punch was.

Toguro Ototo’s left side of his body had had a semi-circular gap like this, and a full third of his body had disappeared!

Drake couldn’t help but frown, because Toguro Ototo hadn’t recovered the wounds on his chest and abdomen, but had instead used all of his power to recover an arm.

That arm had grown out quickly, and had then expanded bizarrely. Blood had suddenly pumped out of the constantly expanding arm, but Toguro Ototo hadn’t cared, and had instead swung his arm over.

Madness!

Anyone who saw the current Toguro Ototo could only use these two words to evaluate him.

Drake was also clear that this was also Toguro Ototo’s final power, so he had given a corresponding response.

All of the flames had been condensed on his fist, and red scales had vaguely appeared on Drake’s arm, and then he had unleashed a punch.

A large fist and a small fist had collided together, and there hadn’t been a terrifying impact like when they had traded punches the first time, because this was a complete crushing.

Toguro Ototo had let out a roar that had been filled with madness and pain, because his arm had been breaking apart inch by inch, and his tattered body had also begun to spray out blood along with it.

Even after squeezing out the last bit of his power, Toguro Ototo hadn’t been able to stop Drake’s fist from slowly advancing, until his body had once again had a huge gap.

Drake had breathed out a mouthful of white air, slowly undoing the Qilin Power, and the flames had also all been recovered.

Toguro Ototo had been standing there, and had fallen down at the same time that Drake had turned around. But before he could even touch the ground, he had transformed into ashes, scattering in the air.

This man, who had always been blaming himself, had come to an end just like that.

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