Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 234 - 234 11 No Martial Arts No Ninja_3

234: Chapter 11 No Martial Arts, No Ninja_3 234: Chapter 11 No Martial Arts, No Ninja_3 “This is telekinesis?”

The superpower user shrugged, “After all, I’m on a secret mission, so I’ve been in combat mode since getting into the car.

I think Wildfire-san wanted to take this opportunity to inform me about the Ninja’s combat style, so I didn’t use telekinesis to bind at the beginning.”

Wildfire made a situation judgment.

The Demon implied that he had the confidence to restrain himself from the very beginning.

This performance was even more impressive than what he had seen in the battle data.

He remembered that during the battle at the end of February, the Demon’s telekinesis could still be dodged by Dust Explosion.

Wildfire was not well-informed enough to know that this person had become an Impermanence Law Enforcer.

And even if he told the Ninja that his opponent was now a Spirit Illumination Realm Impermanence Law Enforcer, he would only be more puzzled by this inexplicable amplification.

The Ninja in the orange-yellow Ninja Equipment closed his eyes somberly, “As expected of Demon-san…” Just as he was about to admit defeat, he suddenly shouted, “Frenzy!” The scattered shuriken inside the cabin flared up with blinding orange-yellow firelight at this moment!

The young man with gray hair screamed.

He stumbled back two steps and even the telekinetic force binding the Ninja became powerless to maintain.

Wildfire landed silently, Gongsun Ce knelt on the ground, clutching his head and screaming, “What, what!

You, a spiritual attack?!”

The middle-aged Ninja sighed inwardly.

This was the naivety often seen in rookies.

“Indeed, Demon-san.

I told you from the beginning that Ninjas are actual, ruthless killing machines.

We use not only poison and traps but also moves that kill the spirit and the heart.

My Fierce Flame shuriken are—”

“Your Void Phase Divine Communication is specifically aimed at spiritual Impermanence Skill.”

Wildfire was stunned.

The Demon who was squatting and screaming a second ago, was now nonchalantly standing up.

He even began to explain his ability!

“I am guessing that prolonged exposure to orange-yellow flames can make the opponent frustrated, and when you activate this ability, the opponent falls into madness?

After all, it is a heart fire that burns the soul; it is not hard to guess.”

When Gongsun Ce heard the name of this Impermanence Skill, he felt something was wrong.

He indeed felt the heat of the flames, but for safety, he conducted another small experiment: he jabbed a shuriken that was burning with flames into the seat.

During the time the two were exchanging blows, the flowing fire on the shuriken had not been extinguished, but the seat was not ignited, and even the smell of being scorched by flames was faint.

This indicated that the temperature of Wildfire’s shuriken was not too high.

He could see the flames, which meant it was not an illusion but an actual burning phenomenon.

Still, it was odd to use this as the main method of combat—wouldn’t a flamethrower be better for setting fires?

Considering the name of the Fierce Flame shuriken and recalling that this Ninja’s favorite target was the eyes rather than other vital points, Gongsun Ce made a guess.

“I think your Fierce Flame not only has physical destructive power but also has the effect of a spiritual attack.

The sensory impact is important for a spiritual attack; that’s why you struck my eyes first.

Therefore, when you threw the huge shuriken…” he removed his glasses, “I just closed my eyes.”

Not seeing Fierce Flame naturally means not falling into a frenzy.

This crack method applies to most spiritual attacks.

The only cost is…

Those who use this method can only fight their opponents with their eyes closed.

The middle-aged Ninja stood in place and bowed again.

This time it was not a customary greeting, but from sincere admiration.

“Truly superior skill, beyond ordinary situational judgment.” Wildfire had seen many strong opponents, he believed in his own judgment, actual combat is a more trustworthy evaluation method than any data.

The Ninja from the former Martial Arts Association, solemnly said, “Demon-san, even on the abyss-like Zero Island, you are a powerful figure who inspires complete confidence.”

Gongsun Ce smiled in reply, “Aw, you flatter me.

Besides, the title ‘Demon’ is a bit strange, just call me Gongsun Ce.”

Ninja Wildfire packed away the Ninja Equipment and turned back into an ordinary-looking captain.

Shiyu Ling yawned disinterestedly, “Is it over?”

Captain Maoli took out two paper documents from the hidden compartment of the Lightning Caterpillar aircraft and handed them to the two investigators.

“It’s over.

Actually, the assessment was my own initiative; please allow me to introduce the mission to you two.”

I just knew that the higher-ups of the Sky City had no reason to arrange such a test battle; it turned out to be your decision.

It seems Ninjas quite like taking the initiative.

Gongsun Ce sat down in a seat punctured with two holes.

“What exactly is the mission?

I only know it is to clarify the truth of the Shiyu Research Institute.”

The truth is an ambiguous term.

Any large organization has many secrets unknown to outsiders.

What do the higher-ups of Sky City want?

Is that secret related to the arrival of the Colored Glaze Disaster?

“The objective of this mission is to clarify the source of the Union Skill used by Shiyu Ling on February 13th.

The bigwigs of the Sky City believe that there must be one person who is clear about the ins and outs of that skill…

To say why, that person holds all the secrets related to the Shiyu Research Institute in his hands.

Take a look!”

Captain Maoli showed a photograph, in which a man in a white suit with medium-length hair was smiling towards the camera.

The moment Shiyu Ling saw the photo, her pupils shrank.

“He’s already dead!” she gripped the armrest tightly, “I crushed his head with my own hands!!”

Gongsun Ce was very surprised.

He had never seen this woman so out of control in a formal setting before, even when they fought to the end, this person greeted defeat with a smile.

The sentence revealed emotions that were closer to hatred than to malice.

Shiyu Ling detested the man in the photograph.

It was a hatred that permeated her bones, a hatred so deep she would not rest until the man was thoroughly punished!

“I’m sorry, Miss Alice Adar.

According to the information obtained by the leaders…” Captain Maoli said solemnly, “The director of the Shiyu Research Institute, a man named Shiyu Genmi, is in fact not dead!”