Chapter 257 : The mighty Genos
Above the ruins.
The S-Class Heroes were completely defeated, and Homeless Emperor and Golden Sperm overlooked the entire scene like victors.
"How boring," Golden Sperm casually kicked a piece of rubble at his feet.
"Is this all the Hero Association's strongest combatants amount to? They don't even qualify to make me warm up slightly seriously."
Homeless Emperor lightly tapped his finger, and dozens of light orbs circled in the air: "The farce is over, it's time to send them on their way."
Just as the light orbs were about to pour down.
"Wait!"
An old but powerful roar pierced through the entire battlefield.
Immediately after, three incomparably sharp sword qi broke through the air, detonating all of Homeless Emperor's certain-to-hit light orbs in mid-air.
Boom boom boom!!!
As the smoke and dust cleared, three elders dressed in ancient kendo attire appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
The leader had his eyes closed, holding a long sheathed saber, with a calm demeanor; the one on the left had dark skin and sharp eyes; the one on the right was tall and had scars on his face.
Members of the Sword Saint Sect—Nichirin, Tenkei, Canmei!
"It seems we arrived a little late."
Although Nichirin was blind, his mind's eye took in the tragic state of the battlefield, and he sighed slightly.
"Hmph, no matter how many old bones come, the result will be the same." Homeless Emperor scoffed disdainfully, once again gathering light orbs.
"Tenkei, Canmei, you two hold them off for a bit."
Nichirin sensed a familiar aura in the distance, it was an old friend of his, and also a junior in kendo.
"Don't worry, Sir Nichirin." Tenkei drew his sword, its blade gleaming with a cold light. "Though we're old bones, this sword hasn't rusted yet."
"Leave that glowing beggar to us, you go check on Atomic Samurai's situation." Canmei grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, his fighting spirit soaring.
Nichirin nodded, his figure flickering and disappearing from the spot... In a corner of the ruins, amidst a pile of rubble.
Atomic Samurai was struggling to get up from the pile of rubble.
"Cough cough, how pathetic."
Atomic Samurai looked at the only remaining hilt in his hand, his tone filled with distress, "Even my sword broke..."
For a swordsman, as long as the sword lives, the man lives; if the sword perishes, the man perishes.
Just then, a figure slowly walked through the smoke and dust of the ruins.
"The sword broke, but your spirit hasn't, has it?"
An old but powerful voice sounded.
Atomic Samurai suddenly looked up.
What met his eyes was Nichirin.
"Senior Nichirin, why are you here?" Atomic Samurai was somewhat surprised.
"Hmph, with the Monster Association causing such a huge commotion, and even rumors of a 'God' appearing, how could I sit still?"
Nichirin looked at Atomic Samurai's miserable state, showing no sympathy, but rather spoke somewhat sternly:
"True kendo is about reforging your sharpness through countless breaks. Are you going to give up just because your sword broke?"
Saying that, Nichirin slowly unfastened the ancient long saber from his waist and handed it to Atomic Samurai.
"Take it."
"This is..." Atomic Samurai's pupils contracted.
He was too familiar with this saber.
The divine weapon passed down through generations of the Sword Saint Sect, and Senior Nichirin's never-before-separated treasure—the famous saber, Nichirin.
It is said that this saber possesses its own soul, and only a true grand swordsman recognized by it can draw the blade and unleash its divine power to cut down the sun and moon.
"My swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck; this saber in my hands can only unleash seventy percent of its power."
Nichirin's voice was calm and firm, "But if it's you, perhaps it can display its true form."
"Try to draw it, then stand up."
Atomic Samurai looked at the ancient saber and took a deep breath.
He threw away his broken sword and gripped Nichirin's hilt with both hands.
"Buzz—"
The moment his hand touched the hilt, an indescribably terrifying surge of hot energy instantly rushed into his body!
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Atomic Samurai roared, but he didn't let go; instead, he clenched the hilt tightly, trying to tame this wild power.
"Very good, it seems it's willing to give you a chance."
A faint smile finally appeared on Nichirin's stern face, and he immediately turned and rushed towards the battlefield.
"Once you draw that saber, hurry over; this old man's old bones can't hold out for too long!"
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Center of the battlefield.
Despite the support from the Sword Saint Sect, facing the powerful Golden Sperm and the Homeless Emperor with infinite firepower, the situation remained precarious.
Tenkei and Canmei were already covered in wounds, barely holding on.
Just as despair began to spread.
Not far away, Genos, who had almost run out of energy, suddenly fell silent.
He looked at the fallen heroes, at Tornado still faltering in the air, at the aging swordsmen fighting to the death to buy time.
At this moment, Genos seemed to enter that wondrous state again.
"If I can't stop it here, the responsibility my teacher taught me, and everyone else..."
"No, my core is still running, my will has not been extinguished!"
At this moment, everything around him slowed down in his perception; the roar of explosions faded, and his mind became clearer than ever before.
His consciousness once again merged with his entire mechanical body.
The energy core in his previously dim chest suddenly began to spin wildly, as if responding to Genos's will.
Boom!!!
Dazzling golden light instantly erupted, piercing through the smoke and dust, shooting straight into the sky!
The Resonance State, re-activated!
"Then let me save everyone!"
Genos suddenly looked up, his eyes blazing with golden light.
"Hmm?"
Golden Sperm, who was about to kick Tenkei away, suddenly felt an ominous premonition; a strong sense of danger made him instinctively stop his attack and quickly raise his arms to block his chest.
Almost simultaneously.
Dong!!!
An earth-shattering bang, accompanied by a terrifying shockwave, swept out!
Golden Sperm's perfect body, boasted to be a fusion of forty-three trillion cells, was actually blasted backward by a huge force, sliding dozens of meters!
"What?!" Golden Sperm raised his head in surprise, a tingling sensation running through his arms.
He saw Genos at that previous spot, his whole body enveloped in blue electric arcs and golden light, high-temperature steam spewing from the armor seams, maintaining a punching posture.
"Interesting."
Golden Sperm narrowed his eyes, sensing an unusual threat. "Weren't you almost scrapped just now? To think you can still unleash this kind of power."
He flickered, sweeping out with a powerful, heavy whip kick.
However, this time Genos was not sent flying.
Bang!!!
A mechanical arm, burning with brilliant golden flames, steadily blocked Golden Sperm's leg!
The ground beneath his feet instantly shattered, but Genos—he didn't budge!
"What?!" Golden Sperm was slightly stunned.
Genos didn't waste a single word; the moment he blocked the attack, he had already planned the optimal counterattack route.
His other hand instantly spewed out enormous energy, transforming into a blade of light, stabbing directly at Golden Sperm's face!
"Thunder Light Slash!!!"
Zzzzt—
Golden Sperm was forced to retreat; the blade of light grazed his cheek, actually leaving a white mark on his indestructible golden skin!
"You can actually hurt me?"
Golden Sperm's expression finally changed, and he put away his nonchalant attitude. "It seems I'll have to get a little serious too."
In an instant, the two figures transformed into countless afterimages on the battlefield.
Two golden lights fiercely collided.
Genos, with both the Heart of Mechanical Combat and the Resonance State activated, saw his combat power increase exponentially!
Even Golden Sperm's extreme speed could no longer overwhelm Genos.
"Mechanical Combat: Machine Gun Barrage Punch!"
Genos's arms became countless illusions, and his fists, carrying strange force, slammed into Golden Sperm, actually forcing Golden Sperm to switch from offense to defense.
In the distance, Homeless Emperor, who was preparing to deliver the final blow to Nichirin, involuntarily paused his movements, his expression slightly changing.
"What's wrong with that kid? He can actually fight that guy to a draw?!"
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