166 The Fight (2)

"Strike of the nine-tailed serpent!" Nakama called out immediately after hearing Kuraka's words. Such a strike was aptly named, for his limps twisted and squirmed as though they belonged to some wounded snake. But that was not merely for show. To look down on the stance would be to meet your demise. He struck forward with his spear, again, and again, absorbing the momentum that went through his spear as Gengyo blocked his strikes, and then he delivered another. Nine times he struck, and each time his strike grew more powerful, as like a pendulum his wriggling limbs continued to absorb the momentum.

"Get him Nakama-san!" The crowd called out, seeing their senior monk burst forth with authority. It was no grandmaster technique, but then again, he did not need it – he was going against a measly outsider after all.

"Look Tsuchi! Nakama-san will get revenge for you!" One of the young adults called out to his despondent friend. But Tsuchi merely shook his head.