Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 154 - 154 52 Sky-cutting Slash

154: Chapter 52 Sky-cutting Slash 154: Chapter 52 Sky-cutting Slash (Gongsun, how are things on your side—)

Shiyu Lianyi, attempting psychic communication with his friend, slightly closed his eyes due to the roaring of a gray-haired young man.

(Shiyu, you’ve finally arrived!

The situation here is a chaotic mess; I have a ton of things to confirm with you!

Do you know the Impermanence Law Enforcer who wears blue clothes and dual wields swords and loves to fight?!)

(I think you’re talking about the Ming Guest.)

(What level of Impermanence Law Enforcer is he?

The same level as you and Shiyu Ling?

Higher up?

Or maybe…)

The young man in the suit unconsciously gripped the steering wheel tighter as he responded in his mind.

Following that answer, even the talkative Gongsun Ce fell into silence.

(… Thank you, I understand.)

(Gongsun, don’t be reckless.)

(You can rest easy; I’ve got it figured out.

Shiyu, if I want to achieve this effect…)

The gray-haired youth slowly described the outcome he had envisioned.

(What price must be paid for this?

Tell me the truth, don’t lie.)

Shiyu Lianyi glanced to his side where a blonde was excitedly taking pictures of the air train.

(At most, it’s a few minutes of freedom, virtually no risk.)

(I’ll count on you in a bit, then.)

Shiyu Lianyi sighed inwardly.

(Is this even considered a battle plan?)

(What else can I do?

I have to try it to know if it’ll work!

Speaking of which, is the young miss with you?

She didn’t get involved, did she?)

(I thought Qin Qianbai was with you.)

(No way…)

Each of the people, situated in different locations, simultaneously looked up at the blue train wandering the skies.

·

The Ming Guest’s sword was about 1.7 meters long.

Merely by its length, it was nearly as tall as an average person.

A lengthy weapon could extend the range of attack but would be disadvantageous in extremely close combat.

If one could get close to the Ming Guest’s side, perhaps there’d be a chance…

Should I try to close the distance?

“—!”

Qin Qianbai dodged to the side at the last instant, her longsword barely grazing her forearm, cutting off only a lock of her flowing hair.

There was no need to even think.

It wasn’t possible.

The gap in their skills wasn’t something that could be easily bridged.

She was a rare talent in the Qin Clan, practising martial arts from a young age, never slacking off a single day.

With her talent and hard work, she advanced rapidly on the path of martial arts, surpassing countless peers and predecessors to reach a Realm where only a few have stepped.

But the Ming Guest had surpassed even that Realm.

This was to be expected.

Even if their talents were equal, the years he had experienced and the knowledge he had accumulated far exceeded hers.

Not to mention, he possessed a unique weapon in this world…

The twilight-colored Ming Blade.

“Hm.”

The Ming Guest drew his sword back, appearing to defend.

He tentatively thrust his blade forward, meeting a speed even faster than lightning with four consecutive slashes.

The first move was a vertical slash aimed at severing the throat; then a backhand strike to chop off the right arm; next, he swung the blade in continuation to slice through the abdomen; and the last strike aimed directly at the heart, piercing through the organ.

One could catch the trajectory, foresee the flow of the attacks, but…

“…”

He withdrew again, narrowly avoiding each slash.

The Ink Sword could not be used to directly counter.

The side clashes he managed were the limit, he couldn’t withstand the Ming Blade’s strikes.

This had nothing to do with the material of the weapons; even divine weapons forged from special alloys by the white-coated ones would be cleaved in two like paper before the Ming Blade.

“Phew…”

He exhaled a turbid breath, making an effort to keep his breathing from becoming erratic.

With the intent of binding, when he slashed with the Ink Sword, the Ming Guest, who had seen through this, did not react.

The man asked expectantly,

“Do you have more techniques?”

The girl responded calmly,

“The real fight is just beginning.”

“Oh…”

Driven not by tactical considerations but sheer enjoyment of the fight, the Ming Guest voluntarily stepped back.

At this moment, he was enjoying himself more than when he had fought against ten men earlier.

The intentions of the enemy can’t be hidden.

An opponent who came to challenge just to buy time, regardless of their skills, lacked a genuine fighting spirit.

Without the will to fight, there was no pleasure to be derived.

No special tactic was needed, sensing the opponent’s intentions was a martial artist’s instinct.

Qin Qianbai was well aware of the gap between them, yet she truly wanted to defeat him, similar to the day Shiyu had proposed a trade.

Her words, her gaze, her actions—all overflowed with the will to bring down her enemy—

This was the kind of opponent worth fighting.

Only such an opponent could possibly draw out a technique worthy of his praise.

Curiosity, interest, and impatience surged within his heart.

How delightful!

What kind of techniques will you use?

Do you have any hope of defeating me?

·

The probability of defeating this man was zero.

She was well aware of the disparity in their combat abilities.

To defeat him with greater strength or surpass him with superior techniques was an impossible idea.

Therefore, the approach had to be from an impossible angle.

She needed to create a weakness on the flawless Ming Guest—

“Ha!”

She stomped one foot on the ground and lunged forward with her sword.

Using all the strength contained within her body.

The tremendous speed made the circulating fluids in her veins seem slow.

No longer thinking, she let her body act according to the pre-set plan, following the instincts of a martial artist.

Faster, even faster, quicker than the speed of sound—

Quicker than the speed of thought!

To describe it as movement would seem too conservative.

Describing it as vanishing might be more appropriate.

The martial artist’s actions escaped the range recognizable to the human eye, her rapid movements left not even a residual image, leading to a slashing strike that disturbed the air!

Black lightning danced through the air, and the Ink Sword slashed diagonally down, aiming to cleave the body of the man in green—

“Can see it.”

Ming Guest calculated the distance and retreated another step; the Ink Sword brushed past the hem of his clothes without inflicting a single scratch.

If one were to compare instantaneous speeds, there was no doubt that Qin Qianbai had the upper hand at this moment.

However, Ming Guest’s actions had commenced a step earlier.

Before even beginning his move, he had already seen through his opponent’s intentions and captured his objectives before the thought had vanished.

This technique was almost a prescience of the future, stripping away even the sole fairness of combat, the fairness of being on the same timeline!

By responding to the present attack with future thoughts, one would always remain on invincible grounds.

Qin Qianbai, who hadn’t reached this realm, couldn’t possibly strike Qin Ming who stood there.

This was a chasm of despair that no amount of talent or effort could bridge.

Thus, she had no chance of defeating this man.

—So, she based her strategy on this premise.

Premising her attack on the inevitability of failure, she launched her strike on the basis of slicing through empty air!

As the Ink Sword grazed past Ming Guest’s clothes, simultaneously…

The undisturbed attire of green was somehow ripped!

“Oh?”

The girl didn’t have the leisure to observe his expression and swung the Ink Sword through the air again.

This time, countless sounds of tearing air resonated in front of Ming Guest.

“—Sky-cutting Slash.”

Head, throat, side ribs, heart, left wrist, right arm, abdomen, groin, thighs, ankles.

In the instant his attention was distracted, ten invisible slashes assaulted various parts of Ming Guest’s body!

The unheralded Sky-cutting Slash formed an invisible and inescapable “net”.

This transcended martial prowess and reached the supernatural realm.

Technique alone could never achieve this, but Qin Qianbai could launch such inconceivably phenomenal attacks.

Because she was a Superpower User!

“So, you’ve fixed the slashes!”

As Ming Guest himself said.

If one’s attack couldn’t reach the enemy, then use this fact to turn the empty cuts into momentum for the next assault.

With each failed slash, she solidified the air her blade had passed through.

Using every defeat during the clash, she accumulated invisible blades.

With her final, all-out failed attempt, she connected the past traces with a slash, launching an omnipresent attack that couldn’t normally exist!

This was a tactic never seen in common combat, a tactic that would be exposed by a single mistake and seen through by the opponent.

Only when confident in herself and her opponent simultaneously—based on the premise that her utmost efforts were doomed to fail—could she execute this impossible attack!

“Very good!”

Ming Guest praised aloud as he launched his attack.

The dim yellow glow of his blade flickered unpredictably like a venomous snake’s tongue, moving with unforeseeable speed.

The longsword in his hand, as nimble as a short dagger, disrupted Qin Qianbai’s Sky-cutting Slash in a single strike!

The expressionless girl moved closer to his side, her dark blade slashing towards Ming Guest’s flank.

Timing, speed, strength—a perfectly executed strike that even the Family Head of the Qin Clan couldn’t fault.

But…

It was ultimately just theoretical perfection.

Merely a conceivable perfection.

The Ming Blade erupted furiously, slashing the Ink Sword in half from the center, its tip targeting her lips.

The victory or defeat among martial artists was decided at that moment!

“Oh.”

It wasn’t the girl who raised her eyebrows; it was Ming Guest.

For at that moment, the Ming Blade was momentarily resisted as the broken Ink Sword transformed into a different type of Sword Soldiers!

Qin Qianbai was not only an unparalleled martial artist but also a Superpower User who had trained with Gongsun Ce for three years.

If martial defeat appeared, she would use the change in abilities to catch up.

The long handle transformed back into flowing water, reshaped into a long hook, intercepting Ming Guest’s longsword at the last moment; the blade whirled with the slashes into a longsword, its tip aimed directly at Ming Guest’s heart!

A technique developed under the premise of wielding dual weapons, the secret skill taught to her in childhood by Qin Ming.

Qin Secret Skill Sun and Moon.

Before Ming Guest’s blade could return, the Ink Sword had pierced through his chest.

The outcome was decided.

·

Ming Guest sincerely admired her as a junior, as an opponent.

That’s great.

She had exploited his cognitive blind spots and combat habits, using every aspect of herself to the utmost under the strongest will—one could only achieve such a strike.

Using the technique created by Qin Ming, she defeated Ming Guest’s longsword.

Well done.

As an elder, as an opponent, he had to respond.

Out of respect for this skill and the opponent who employed it—

Then, the dagger was unsheathed.

“—Waning Moon.”

The blade moved in front of him, tracing a trajectory as beautiful as a crescent moon.

The blade flickered with the same dim yellow as the Ming Blade.

The Ink Sword split.

The long hook shattered.

With this single move, the dynamics of the battle instantly reversed.

Both the long and short swords swung down.

No countermeasures could be thought of.

Abandoned thoughts returned to her mind.

As expected.

She, couldn’t surpass this man.

Qin Qianbai closed her eyes—

·

The sound of the blade breaking through the air sounded like a mournful wind.

The sensation of falling due to severe injuries felt like being swept back by a storm.

Perhaps the man in green’s skills were too exquisite; she didn’t feel any pain.

She only felt a warm touch on her shoulder, as if someone was supporting her arm.

“—”

Incredulously, Qin Qianbai opened her eyes.

What she saw was gray hair stirred by the wind and the familiar face of that young man.

“It’s too dangerous, Miss!

Facing off against such a guy alone is hardly rational.

I was really scared into a cold sweat.”

This statement wasn’t a lie.

The hand on her shoulder was trembling slightly.

He didn’t look towards the swordsman nearby but turned his head to look at the girl’s face, comforted by the fact that she was unharmed.

“Rest assured, Miss.

I’ve told your grandfather, I will never let you get hurt here…”

“I will definitely protect you.”

He was always so reliable, making it impossible for her to shift her gaze away from him.

Then, she heard Gongsun Ce solemnly say.

“Alright, if there’s no serious harm, let’s get ready to run!”

“…Huh?”

Correction.

Most of the time, very reliable.