hotmtlnovel Chapter 2578 No one can stop me from entering the strong!
Chapter 2578 No one can stop me from entering the strong!
Chapter 2578 No one can stop me from entering the top ten!
The night sky was as black as ink.
The silver moon hangs high.
The cool sunlight shines down on a vast grassland in the summer region.
A night breeze swept by.
The waist-high grass undulated and rustled, as if countless creatures were whispering among themselves.
In the western part of this grassland.
A short, stocky, and agile figure was wielding two swords under the moonlight.
"Madada!"
Asta roared in fury.
His right hand wielded the Demon-Slaying Sword, which swept out with a whooshing sound.
This broad and heavy sword was not yet sharpened.
However, it unleashed terrifying power due to the boy's astonishing arm strength.
Where the sword wind swept, the three trolls wielding clubs were instantly blasted away.
Its tall body traced a parabola through the air before crashing heavily a hundred meters away.
Almost at the same moment.
Asta lightly twirled the Demon Blade with his left hand, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.
The slender, sharp light sword pierced precisely through the throat of another troll.
The sword tip pierced through his neck, splashing dark purple blood.
"The eighteenth one, finally all killed."
Asta exhaled a breath of stale air, enjoying the night breeze brought by the moonlight.
The 'little devil' Libe, perched on her shoulder, lazily crossed her legs.
Total points: 821.
Libbe suddenly spoke up, reciting a number, his scarlet eyes filled with helplessness.
"Based on the real-time rankings provided by the detector wristband."
"So far, the 100th place has more than 1000 points."
After hearing this, Asta scratched his spiky gray hair in frustration.
Only that magic book, printed with a black four-leaf clover pattern and emitting an ominous red light.
It hovered quietly in front of him like a silent guardian.
He raised his hand and tapped the leaderboard.
When I saw Yuno's name listed seventh, my fist clenched involuntarily.
That guy has already...
Asta gritted his teeth, a look of resentment flashing in his eyes.
"We must make it into the top ten, and we wish to revive Richita's mother!"
"Libe, how about we take the train to another area?"
The little devil chuckled, "I suggest we just fly up into the sky and attract more monsters."
"Although it would make you a sitting duck and involve a lot of risk."
"That's one way."
Just as Asta was lost in thought, the sound of footsteps alerted him.
Turned around suddenly.
Six dark figures had silently formed an encirclement.
They are fish-men.
The leader of the mermen carried a large, saw-like sword on his shoulder.
The blade gleamed with a cold luster under the moonlight.
"Hey, I've found a poor little guy, hahaha!"
Ah Long grinned, revealing his snow-white fangs, his gaze sweeping over the troll corpses scattered on the ground, his greed undisguised.
"Looks like you have quite a few points."
this moment.
The reactions of the billions of viewers from all walks of life who follow Ah Long's live stream are varied.
Some people felt sorry for Asta's plight.
Some people harbored malicious intent, hoping to witness the cruel scene again.
Finral, Banasa, Chami, Gray, Mimosa, and others who had been closely following Asta were filled with concern.
After all, it's still unclear how strong Ah Long really is.
At this moment, Asta, with a serious expression, raised the Demon's Sword.
The sword's edge reflected a cold, hard, dark light in the moonlight, pointing directly at Ah Long:
"Sorry, we have reasons why we must make it into the top ten."
As he spoke, the red light emanating from the magic book floating in front of him intensified.
"If you intend to hinder us, we'll have no choice but to defeat you here!"
"Stop talking big!"
"Kid!"
"You're the one who's going to be defeated!"
However, Asta's words immediately enraged the five fishmen under Arlong's command.
As they shouted, they suddenly sprang into action, wielding harpoons and swords imbued with domineering aura, launching fierce attacks from different directions.
【Swish, swish, swish! 】
However, under the bright moonlight, flashes of black light appeared, and Asta's twin swords became afterimages.
Just a meeting.
Before these fishmen even landed, they were torn to pieces, weapons and all.
The 'magic reflection shield' on the detector did not react at all.
This has resulted in another death in this year's 'Top 100 Competition'.
Asta glanced coldly at Aaron: "Too weak. If you don't want to die, you can leave."
"interesting."
Ah Long ripped open his black trench coat, completely exposing his muscular, pale purple muscles.
"You must be a contestant from another world. Let me show you the power of the merfolk!"
The voice just fell.
He slashed fiercely at Asta with the serrated blade in his hand, named 'Slashing Peak'.
A chilling killing intent emanated from his body.
"Sawtooth cleaving!"
【clang------】
Asta crossed his two swords and forcefully blocked the attack, without retreating an inch.
The weapons clashed, producing a deafening clang.
A visible shockwave rippled across the grassland centered on the two individuals.
The surrounding grass and troll carcasses were cut off at the roots.
"This boy"
Ah Long felt an unexpected resistance, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He couldn't land a second strike despite his continuous slashing.
Seeing this, he could only forcefully shake off his weapon, leap back several meters, and once again unleash his 'Wind Slash' to launch an attack.
Asta showed no weakness and swung his twin swords to meet the attack head-on.
His arduous training at the Imperial Sword Studio over the past few months has helped him make up for the deficiencies in his swordsmanship fundamentals.
He seemed to handle Ah Long's furious, relentless attacks with ease.
The two jet-black swords clashed repeatedly with the serrated blade that gleamed with an imposing dark light.
Intense sparks flew in the night.
Ah Long's mood grew heavier as he fought; this short brat was extremely troublesome.
Her own strength, which she was so proud of, was simply no match for his.
"Black Diagonal Slash!"
In the midst of the battle, Asta suddenly unleashed the Demon Sword, unleashing a black slash in a crisscross pattern.
This unexpected change of tactics was surprising.
Ah Long hurriedly used 'Slash' to block.
To everyone's surprise, the domineering aura above failed to defend against the black slash and was severed on the spot.
"hateful!"
This caused Ah Long's expression to change drastically. He immediately threw down the broken blade in his hand, and anger blazed in his eyes.
"You brat, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
He then unleashed Fishman Karate and Fishman Judo, combined with his dual-color Haki, and charged forward again to fight Asta.
"Skeleton Palm!"
"Tang Caowa's fist!"
"Gunwave. Rain of Guns!"
The battle between the two sides quickly escalated to a fever pitch.
Wherever it went, the grass cracked open, and the whistling sound was incessant.
"It can't be delayed any longer."
"To resurrect my mother," Asta's eyes flashed with determination: "I must win!"
The black four-leaf clover grimoire in front of him suddenly emitted a dark red light.
The pitch-black anti-magic power flowed along the 'Sword of Demon Slayer' and the 'Sword of Demon's Abode'.
It surges into the body like a tide, bringing new power.
His right side was quickly covered by a dark substance.
The pupil of the right eye turned abnormally blood red.
Expansive demonic wings burst forth from the right side of his back, casting terrifying demonic shadows in the moonlight.
The Demon-Slaying Sword in his right hand was violently deformed under the infusion of anti-magic power.
The sword stretched wildly until it pierced the clouds in the night sky.
"What...what is this?!"
Ah Long was shocked to witness this scene. He instinctively took several steps back and looked up at the black giant sword that pierced the sky.
The overwhelming sense of oppression made my whole body tremble involuntarily.
"Black mode!"
Asta stared blankly into Aaron's astonished gaze.
At this moment, the billions of viewers outside were also in an uproar.
How could this short, stocky, gray-haired boy, who is less than 1.6 meters tall, be this strong?
"Black Divider!"
The next moment, Asta's greatsword cleaved through a large patch of night clouds and crashed down under the moon's gaze.
“Aaaaaaaa——”
"Does this mean I won't make it into the top 100 again?"
"Why!!!"
Ah Long's eyes were bloodshot as he roared furiously, unleashing his strongest move with all his might and power.
"Fishman Judo. Secret Technique. Shark. ON. Gear Car!"
As it surged forward, it spun at an incredible speed, unleashing a torrent of turbulent water.
His entire body transformed into a jet-black drill gleaming with a purple sheen, crashing into the descending giant sword.
Unexpectedly, Ah Long was only held on for a few seconds before being crushed down by the immense pressure of the sword.
With a deafening roar and incredibly violent tremors.
A deep ravine stretching for several kilometers has been carved out of the vast land.
Wait until the smoke and dust clear.
Ah Long had already disappeared and was teleported back to the safe zone for emergency treatment.
Asta has emerged from his 'black state' and his breathing is only slightly rapid, indicating that he is not under much pressure.
at the same time.
His ranking on the leaderboard jumped to 63rd instantly.
It is evident that Aron and the five fishmen have accumulated a considerable number of points.
Libe appeared on his shoulder again: "Now you've revealed a trump card."
Asta shook his head indifferently, letting the moonlight illuminate his resolute profile.
Those eyes burned with an indomitable flame.
"No matter what, I'm going to make it into the top ten, and nobody can stop me!"
The cool night breeze ruffled his hair, and the blood-stained grassland returned to silence.
The ravines that crisscross the land are a testament to his unwavering will.
(End of this chapter)