Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 307 - 307 47 On the Brink_2

307: Chapter 47 On the Brink_2 307: Chapter 47 On the Brink_2 Zuiyan had anticipated this and had no intention of criticizing the other party’s action of drinking the beverage.

Courtesy is meant to show respect, and focusing solely on formalities while neglecting sincerity is the true breach of etiquette.

He looked at Yamaoka, who was roaring inwardly.

“Yamaoka-san.”

“Yes!

This is intelligence from the communication ninja!” Yamaoka immediately bowed, presenting two documents with both hands.

“Thank you for your hard work, report any new information as soon as possible.” “Please give them to me!” Yamaoka maintained his bow as he left the tea room, silently closing the door and gasping for air outside.

Zuiyan opened the documents and scrutinized them.

“How do you see, this time’s enemy?” Crush gathered the insulation cup and approached the document to his eyes, which contained battle reports about Shiyu Lingba, Shiyu Shiqi, and Sakura Dance.

“Actual formidable enemy.

The level of ability and judgment of the situation are both profound.

Sakura Dance-san’s decision not to rush into battle was correct.”

Zuiyan nodded in agreement.

“What’s your opinion?”

“Deploy maximum combat power for a quick resolution!” Crush’s voice roared like a wild beast.

“I’ll lead the elite troops in an ambush.

You keep the top-ranked Shiyu hidden in the back, ready to strike or engage in successive attacks based on the situation.

Try to start the battle tonight, so Sakura Dance-san can encircle them from behind with the recovered Shiyu.” He clenched his fists together, “Encircle them front and back, a deathblow!”

Zuiyan looked at his disciple’s serious expression and laughed dumbfoundedly.

“The correct decision indeed, Crush-san.

If our primary goal was to defeat the enemy, I’d think the same.

However, Lord Shanqi would not allow so much combat power to leave Weiyuan City, maintaining the Barrier is crucial.”

“Rage!

Rage!

Rage!” Crush issued a roar like a motorcycle engine.

“How can such timid strategies defeat powerful enemies?

He worries too much, too fearful of the Three Great Countries!” Crush was furious, “Rather let me smash that bastard Yu Genmi into pulp.

The foolish Ninja Army plan should have been abandoned!”

“The arrow is on the bowstring, it must be released,” Zuiyan sighed.

“Lord Shanqi wants more than anyone to escape the current situation.

He desires for Zero Island to have power equal to the giants.”

Crush spoke gruffly, “Master, this situation is of his own making.

Over all these years, gifting talented children to Shiyu, so many geniuses!

They have raised a bunch of monsters inferior to me.

Should have trained them in the Ninja Army or sent them to the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect for instruction, Creation Realm should have been established by now.

What a mind!”

The muscular giant, standing over four meters tall, behaved like an indignant college student; Zuiyan sighed, noting his disciple’s character hadn’t changed one bit, still viewing everything with resentment.

But the old man knew well that, despite his crude speech, the giant ninja had a clear view on matters.

“That was when a global-scale war was on the brink of breaking out, and the Red Mage appeared on Qiongge Island…

All matters of judgment.”

Decisions made to “urgently enhance combat power” at that time had now resulted in insufficient strength.

The major decisions made decades ago mocked them today like the laughter of the Huojin God at the people.

Zuiyan also harbored worries.

With Zero Island lacking Creator Realm Mages, if there were issues with the Calamity God Festival, who could they pin their hopes on?

Perhaps pleading with the Red Mage to intervene?

Their current state was like walking on a tightrope over an abyss, the next step in any direction a gamble…

Zuiyan closed his eyes, severing his worries within his mind like cutting down an enemy.

“Back to the present situation, Crush-san, I must stay in Weiyuan City.

The first line of defense is up to you now.”

“I’ll take my subordinates and set up defenses at the waterfall mouth, not letting them step onto Dahe Island.” Crush’s voice echoed in the tea room, “If we’re short of men, we rely on willpower.

Fight till I die.”

“Don’t talk of death so lightly.

Preserve your life to protect the country.”

“I’ve wanted to smash Zero Island since I was a boy,” the giant ninja sighed heavily, pushing himself up from the tatami mat, his head nearly poking a hole in the ceiling, “I’m setting off.”

“I assume you’re confident about the battle plans.”

“Yes, ready to adapt.”

Zuiyan shook his head helplessly.

“Yamaoka-san.” The young tea-colored dressed ninja opened the door and bowed in a second.

“Please command!”

“Move along with Crush-san, responsible for devising battle plans and assisting in combat.”

Yamaoka nearly froze on the spot, only saved by his conditioned reflexes from a ruthless workplace.

“Very happy to!”

Echoing through the tea room was the giant ninja’s voice.

“Will this rookie be effective?” Zuiyan’s tone was calm as a monk’s.

“Yamaoka-san’s techniques in that setting are indeed advantageous, dealing with such enemies with brute force won’t work.”

Crush-san’s gaze pinned on his back like needles, Yamaoka desperately fought the urge to tremble while bowing.

“Heeding master.

Let’s go, rookie.”

·

It was only three days ago, yet it felt like a century.

Yamaoka had heard many rumors about the giant ninja, like his hot temper, bizarre character, and lack of loyalty to the Martial Arts Association.EditingStyle a person’s body was his pleasure…

During these three days following Crush-san, Yamaoka had to admit all those rumors he had heard were false: the truth was far more outrageous.

Crush-san’s temper wasn’t actually that explosive, he even adopted Yamaoka’s battle plans (Crush commented, ‘better than what I had in mind’), and even granted Yamaoka the ninja name “controller.” But there was one thing Yamaoka just couldn’t shake off his fear.

“Self-harm-san.

I’m lacking in experience.” Yamaoka’s face under the mask was ghastly pale.

“Before, I’d never seen that kind…

ugh…

I’m sorry.”

The senior ninja patted his back.

An armed escort vehicle was coming along the river.