Capítulo 91: Sasaki’s New Mujihina Technique
Sasaki stood before the formidable figure of the Supreme King, his two swords held firmly in front of him. A radiant purple aura enveloped his body, crackling with untamed energy. He had spent years honing his skills, mastering the art of swordsmanship, and now, he would unveil a technique born through hard work and determination. But this technique, it took him a week to create it.
His voice reverberated with a mix of anticipation and resolution.
"Witness the power that lies within me, Supreme King. I shall unleash a technique that surpasses all others. By evolving the forbidden technique Mujihina Cut, behold, Mujihina Cross!"
As the words left Sasaki's lips, his aura intensified, swirling around him in a mesmerizing display. The air grew heavy with anticipation, as if even nature itself recognized the magnitude of the impending clash.
With a swift motion, Sasaki swung his swords together, their blades crossing in a brilliant display of purple light. The energy surged forth, forming a massive, shimmering cross that seemed to destroy the area around them. The sheer power it emanated was awe-inspiring.
It looks like Sasaki has become one with the technique has he dashes forward with it matching it's speed and power.
The Mujihina Cross tore through the air with astonishing speed, hurtling towards the Supreme King with an unstoppable force. The collision between the technique and the Kyanseru barrier created a shockwave that reverberated across the battlefield. It seemed as though victory was within Sasaki's grasp.
However, to his dismay, the Supreme King's Kyanseru barely withstood the onslaught. The barrier quivered under the pressure of the Mujihina Cross, but it held firm. The Supreme King stood, his presence unyielding, a testament to his indomitable power.
Sasaki's eyes widened in disbelief. He jumps back.
"How... how is this possible? The Mujihina Cross is my strongest technique?!"
The Supreme King smirked, his voice laced with arrogance.
"Your technique is impressive, I'll grant you that. But you still underestimate the power of Kyanseru. It takes more than a flashy display to defeat me."
Sasaki gritted his teeth, frustration mingling with determination. He realized that his Mujihina Techniques, while potent, were not enough to bring down the Supreme King. But as he pondered his next move, a realization struck him like a bolt of lightning.
His voice, filled with newfound understanding, cut through the air.
"I see it now. The Mujihina Techniques are most effective against you, Supreme King. But they come at a great cost to myself."
A fleeting smile crossed the Supreme King's face, his eyes glinting with anticipation.
"So, you've finally grasped the truth. Your power is impressive, Sasaki, but it pales in comparison to the might of Kyanseru."
Sasaki's gaze hardened, his resolve unwavering.
Sasaki's aura intensified once again, its vibrant purple hue growing more pronounced. The immense fatigue that accompanied the Mujihina Techniques settled upon him, but he paid it no heed. This was a battle that he couldn't afford to lose.
"I will unleash the full might of my Mujihina Techniques upon you, no matter the cost!"
The clash between Sasaki and the Supreme King intensified, their power colliding with a ferocity unmatched. Each strike and parry reverberated through the air, a testament to their unwavering determination. And deep within Sasaki's heart burned a flicker of hope—a hope that The Supreme King's voice cut through the tumultuous clash, resonating with an air of certainty.
"Foolish mortal, you still fail to comprehend the nature of fate. It is an unyielding force, an immutable thread woven into the tapestry of existence. No matter how valiantly you fight, you cannot escape its grasp."
Sasaki's grip on his swords tightened, his gaze unwavering.
"Fate is bullsh*t."
Sasaki pushed his weary body beyond its limits, channeling the last remnants of his strength into the Mujihina Techniques. Fatigue weighed heavily upon him, threatening to consume him entirely, but he refused to surrender.
With each swing of his swords, the Mujihina Techniques blazed forth, their intensity magnified by his unwavering resolve. The clash of steel and Kyanseru reverberated through the battlefield, a symphony of determination and destiny.
The Supreme King, unfazed by Sasaki's resistance, laughed ominously.
"You persist in your futile struggle, Sasaki. But know this: fate cannot be defeated. It is the very essence of this world, guiding every step, every decision. You are but a pawn in its grand design."
Sasaki's eyes burned with a newfound fire as he retorted, his voice laced with defiance.
"You're talking too much now."
With an indomitable spirit, Sasaki unleashed the full might of the Mujihina Techniques. Each strike aimed to shatter the shackles of fate, to carve a new destiny amidst the chaos. His swords danced with a fluidity born of desperation, their purple energy clashing against the Supreme King's impenetrable Kyanseru.
A storm of determination and resilience enveloped Sasaki, his every movement a testament to his unwavering belief. The battlefield trembled beneath their clash, the very fabric of fate quivering under the weight of their opposing wills.
As exhaustion threatened to consume Sasaki, a renewed surge of energy coursed through his veins. He refused to succumb, his resolve unbroken. The Mujihina Techniques burned brightly, their potency magnified by his unwavering spirit.
The Supreme King's stoic expression faltered, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features. The relentless assault of the Mujihina Techniques left its mark, weakening his defenses, and for the first time, a sliver of doubt crept into his heart.
With a final surge of strength, Sasaki unleashed a devastating blow, his swords imbued with the last remnants of his energy. The Mujihina Techniques surged forth, surpassing the Supreme King's Kyanseru and crashing into his form with an unrelenting force.
The Supreme King staggered backward, his facade of invincibility shattered. The echoes of Sasaki's words lingered in the air, challenging the very foundations of fate itself.
As Sasaki clashed swords with the Supreme King, brief thoughts danced through his mind, casting doubt upon the veracity of his adversary's claims. The enigmatic figure before him seemed lacking in the regal aura that one would expect from the true ruler of all.
Amidst the flurry of their battle, Sasaki observed subtle inconsistencies in the Supreme King's technique, moments where his movements seemed less refined, less precise than what would be expected of a true master. The doubts took root, growing stronger with each passing strike.
"This person... could it be?" Sasaki pondered silently.
"No, it can't be. Can it?"
The notion flickered within Sasaki's mind, planting seeds of skepticism that threatened to unravel the enigma before him. The Supreme King's proclamations of absolute power and control over destiny appeared less convincing by the moment.
As their blades clashed, Sasaki seized every opportunity to test the limits of his opponent's skills, searching for cracks in the facade. He detected hints of uncertainty, moments where the supposed Supreme King faltered, revealing a vulnerability that didn't align with the image of an all-powerful ruler.
A glimmer of realization sparked within Sasaki's eyes.
Each clash of their blades reinforced Sasaki's conviction. The imposter lacked the commanding presence, the unwavering confidence that Sasaki had imagined the true Supreme King would possess. Instead, there was an air of desperation, a thinly veiled fear that betrayed their true nature.
"This guy…Supreme King my ass!"
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