Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 175 - 175 95 Beheading

175: Chapter 95: Beheading 175: Chapter 95: Beheading “Raise your head to gaze/the heavens and earth vast and obscure…

Xiang Shan flicked his wrist, tossing the two martial artists whose necks he had broken high into the air, and at the same time, he shot forward, raising the steel mace in his hand high.”

The crackling sound of electric shocks accompanied the swing of the steel mace continuously resounding.

That was the sound of tiny electrical currents constantly piercing through the air.

Fine blue light traced the path of Xiang Shan’s steel mace.

He was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, wreaking havoc among the crowd!

Human technology has always been “overflowing with offensive power.” The upgrade on the offensive end will always be more convenient and cheaper than the “upgrade of defensive means.”

And cyberization, it merely increases the error tolerance on the battlefield.

If both sides have similar prosthetic body performances and also wield similar weapons, then one party one-shot killing the other is a common occurrence.

And overwhelmingly powerful external martial arts is what can make this “instant kill” happen continuously in a short period.

Not to mention, the majority of the martial artists here have suffered some damage to their prosthetic eyes due to the recent stray laser splatters or have changed their filters, reducing the sensitivity of their optic nerves.

At least for a few seconds, their vision was significantly worse than before.

“…There’s a longing in the heart known as hometown…”

Some ripples stirred in Xiang Shan’s mind.

Perhaps the “paper airplane strategy” from earlier had touched upon the damaged part of his brain.”

But this did not affect the sharpness of the moves in his hands at all.

“That guy is right here!” Bengel shouted, “Martial artists adept at sound localization!

Aim!

Aim!”

After a chaotic burst of gunfire, the singing continued as if unaffected.

The voice Xiang Shan emitted had been specially processed, not just by enhancing or weakening both high and low frequencies, but also by adding reverb in certain parts.

Additionally, he had left behind miniature speakers or tuning forks on the ground.

If the light source remained reliable, or if infrared could still function normally, then this wouldn’t be a big problem.

After missing the first few shots, the enemy would automatically correct their visual and auditory parameters.

But now, diffused laser beams heated the entire room to a boiling point, and infrared was everywhere in the air.

And everyone’s prosthetic eyes needed to readjust their parameters.

Perhaps this “regrouping” would only take “a few seconds.”

But these “few seconds” were the “within five steps, a hair’s breadth away” that Xiang Shan created!

“…With wounds all over my body/I struggle alone through wind and rain…”

Xiang Shan passed by numerous enemies.

His gaze finally locked onto Young Master Ya Pingning.

At that moment, the distance between the two was only three meters.

Ya Pingning also spotted Xiang Shan’s gaze in that instant.

Then came the merciless witnessing.

Xiang Shan’s inner strength poured into Ya Pingning’s system and traveled along Ya Pingning’s network card, hopping from one connection to another.

In just a breath’s time, Xiang Shan hacked into the prosthetic bodies of numerous people.

—What was that young lord thinking?

Why was he still connected to the network at a time like this?

If the enemy has an internal martial artist with overwhelming strength, the best thing for our side to do is to give up the modern command system, keep each other independent, and prevent the embarrassing situation of “one hacked, the whole team hijacked.”

However, short on time and with these martial artists equipped with security systems developed by government experts, Xiang Shan can’t extract critical privileges in an instant.

At most, he can disrupt a few martial arts algorithm processes, and then open a video pop-up window in everyone’s vision.

That was a memory from several months ago.

Ya Pingning’s arrival at Recycling Station Town.

The scene of him trampling a baby with his boots.

His subordinates’ torment of workers for amusement.

Due to his personal thoughts, he intentionally canceled the town’s protection.

The true hero never disdains hiding his purpose and intent.

For them, “violence” is merely a necessary means to achieve their goals.

Xiang Shan wanted to show these rulers of the upper class why he had to kill them.

Ya Pingning screamed, “It’s you!

You indeed came to kill me!”

Subsequently, in the vision of some hacked martial artists, a line of bright red characters appeared.

[Yes, I came to kill you.]

A few of the martial artists who reacted first immediately leaped up.

They desperately tried to get between Xiang Shan and Ya Pingning.

But Xiang Shan was faster.

He completely released the energy stored in his legs, lunging forward like lightning.

He was so fast that two martial artists intercepting Xiang Shan’s path were utterly unprepared in their stance.

Without a proper “stance,” there’s no “power.”

Xiang Shan left the steel mace he had seized from Zhang Xianchong embedded in one enemy’s neck, then reached out with soft strength to push another enemy away.

That enemy lost his point of leverage mid-air.

Then, he saw Xiang Shan throw off his robe, and like a magician, pulled out a two-meter-long greatsword.—

The blade light formed a perfect fan, slicing Ya Pingning in two.

“…heedless of the passing years in youthful pride and folly!”

Xiang Shan thus raised his sword and sang jubilantly.

…………………………….

As Xiang Shan lunged forward, a prosthetic eye was peering out from his bracelet, staring intently at him.

Daijiu Tai’a wore a decorative armlet on his arm.

It seemed to be nothing more than an ornament holding a dust-proof cloth in place, but inside was a complete vision signal conversion system.

This was equipment that even the Scientific Knight Order didn’t know about.

Daijiu Tai’a’s brain had undergone such an advanced degree of modification that he could control multiple visual organs without any discomfort, regardless of their orientation.

This eye had not been damaged by laser spatter and could be used directly without adjustment.

He pretended to assume a defensive stance while keeping his gaze fixed on Xiang Shan.

—That was the hero from before, huh, indeed, such a martial arts style is unmistakable.

—From his route analysis, he doesn’t seem to have any intention of going upstairs.

Strange, could it be that his targets don’t include the researchers here?

Considering the papers he’s plundered, the probability that he’s targeting the “Mona Project” is indeed not small.

If so, the heads of Bengel or other core researchers could potentially become his targets.

Daijiu Tai’a had no doubt that the opponent had the means to “take heads” with him.

While it’s said that “data within a biological brain is difficult to read directly,” with the subject’s cooperation, memories can be extracted, duplicated, and understood by another biological brain, though they cannot be restored by a computer into images or other readable files.

Using truth serums or similar methods to destructively probe the brain could still yield some valuable information.

Though the number of heroes who resort to such inhumane tactics is small, they are not non-existent.

However, the path taken by this unfamiliar hero seemed to suggest he had a different objective.

—His target seems to be that Zhao Family member called Ya Pining Zhao?

Why though?

Does he think that killing a key experimental subject can effectively delay the research progress?

That shouldn’t be the case; any renowned hero, because of the martial traditions laid down by the Martial Ancestor and the other world pioneers, should know something about scientific methodology.

Killing a research subject can delay progress to a certain extent, but such destruction can be mitigated with sufficient manpower and resources.

—Or is it that he wants to highlight his demands by assassinating the son of the Defense Officer?

Or perhaps he simply wishes to enrage Amilcare, forcing him to return?

—That doesn’t seem quite right either.

Ya Pining is just a less favored son.

There should be other, more suitable assassination targets at the Pine Eagle Building.

He shouldn’t have come to the locality of the Mona Knight Order, where the defense forces are stronger.

—A personal grudge?

—But then again, why does this person’s “self” give off such a…

such a familiar feeling?

Daijiu Tai’a watched Xiang Shan, feeling as if the secretion of various substances in his brain was spiraling out of control.

In the process of cultivating Inner Strength, the Soth area of the brain, which governs language, would reinforce connections with other functional areas to form a new neural network.

During this process, a small number of heroes could gain the ability to read a person’s “body language” in detail, understand their “behavior,” and observe their “persona.”

Of course, they needed a certain understanding of their observation target to do so.

But once they “read” a “soul,” no matter how many times the bearer changed their prosthetic body, they would be identified by these heroes.

At that moment, as Daijiu Tai’a watched Xiang Shan’s smooth striking motions, he suddenly felt that same sense of familiarity.

—This rhythm of martial arts…

“Lift your head and look around/at the boundless sky and ground/in your heart, there wells a yearning called homeland/with my body bearing wounds, through the storm and rain I stand alone…”

Every line of the song was accompanied by the retreat of several Martial Artists.

And yet the man’s song did not waver even slightly.

It was at most a little altered by the Doppler effect.

“…heedless of the passing years in youthful pride and folly!”

Until the very last line, the final breathtaking sword move.

The Secretary Officer’s thoughts almost came to a standstill.

A flurry of ideas burst like bubbles, vanishing without a trace.

Then, he exclaimed, “Young Master!”

And in that instant, Daijiu Tai’a’s brainwaves nearly fell silent.

He saw that sword.

That familiar hilt.

—Why is that treasured blade in his hands…

wait…

—According to known intelligence, Organization Z was annihilated because they provoked a Martial Artist.

And the reason they provoked a Martial Artist was that Ya Pining Zhao, with ulterior motives, had withdrawn protection from a certain town and then left a valuable government Martial Artist Prosthesis in that town…

Daijiu Tai’a was not hearing about Xiang Shan for the first time, but he had never paid much attention to a Martial Artist emerging from a rubbish heap.

He simply did not believe such a Martial Artist could defeat Gleayard, whose brain had been specially conditioned.

You see, if a person were truly formidable, how could they ever end up in a rubbish heap.

But…

—If my guess is correct…