364: Chapter 72 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 2) 364: Chapter 72 Super Crossbow Level Meteorological Disasters (Part 2) Jiushijiu Tower’s upper helipad was where Shiyu Genmi, about to board a plane, whistled.
Using binoculars, he clearly saw the missile-helicopter tearing through the dark clouds—a ridiculous invention of Dome City’s bizarre technology made him burst into laughter.
“Wow, what a mess of things!”
The white-haired Ninja stood behind him.
The Faceless God and the Hidden Law Master had already boarded the helicopter.
Shiyu Genmi had no intention of directing them; he picked up his phone, and said leisurely, “Zhongyi!
Say hello to your elder brother and sister.”
In the middle section of the tower, having just concluded a proxy meeting, Shiyu Zhongyi gazed at the sky from the window.
Dressed as usual in his white suit, sporting a monocle, he looked more like a young butler than a combatant.
Shiyu Zhongyi put away his phone, raised his right hand, and white light gathered in the palm, forming a silver-white rapier that matched his temperament.
The disc-shaped guard was inscribed with “Justice” in Zero Island script.
Shiyu Zhongyi quietly gathered power and, when the buildup was complete, thrust the sword forward!
In that instant, a pure white sword light burst from the middle of Jiushijiu Tower.
The beam raced past a giant billboard, over antenna towers, and through calculatively measured gaps between buildings, extending 5 kilometers into the sky within a few breaths.
The sword light precisely hit the helicopter in midair, causing a black cloud of smoke to erupt from above!
Shiyu Zhongyi flicked his wrist, his movements machine-like in precision.
The swiftly moving light beam sliced through the explosion’s smoke cloud and simultaneously severed Jiushijiu Tower’s steel exterior and load-bearing structures.
The fearsome force neatly snapped the tower in half from the middle, and the upper half of the Red Tower fell behind him with a mournful cry.
The iconic building of Weiyuan City was destroyed in moments, as effortlessly as a monster in a special effects movie might ravage a city.
However, Shiyu Zhongyi did not stop there.
He stepped towards the edge of the newly formed flat platform.
Without any protective measures, Shiyu Zhongyi fell from a height more than four hundred meters above the ground!
The helicopter wreckage crashed onto the bustling streets of Weiyuan City, with the explosion of fuel tanks triggering a huge fire.
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The gray-haired Superpower User was the first to emerge from the smoke.
What kind of attack was that, spanning several kilometers?
Jiushijiu Tower’s automatic defense mechanism?
Not to mention the familiar-looking attack pattern, who’s heard of a defense body that blows up its own headquarters first?
He used telekinesis to whip up a fierce wind, clearing the smoke that obscured his view.
The remaining half of the Red Tower stood directly in front of him, with a white figure holding a rapier falling from the sky.
As if targeted by a sniper rifle from a kilometer away, Gongsun Ce’s mind sent him the highest-level warning.
He hesitated not a moment to create a thick white barrier.
The next instant, a pure white flash erupted from the front, the flood of light slamming into the matching barrier!
The fierce clash generated a typhoon-like effect, the friction heating the air, evaporating moisture, bending and lifting street lamps and billboards, while the glass facades of skyscrapers shattered noisily.
Under the gloomy sky of Weiyuan City, shards of glass turned into a sharp rain.
Gongsun Ce put away the white barrier, cautiously shifting his position.
The resistance felt during the clash faintly led him to guess the identity of his attacker.
The enemy in white landed as lightly as a feather, showing no impact of landing.
His appearance caught Gongsun Ce’s eye.
A white suit, long gloves, a monocle, and a rapier—his posture and spirit strangely familiar, like a close friend who had changed outfits to appear before him.
When Gongsun Ce saw his opponent’s face, his emotions turned to shock and surprise.
“Nice to meet you, Mr.
My brother and sister have been in your care.”
Bright black eyes, a handsome face, a thin body, and slender limbs.
Even the tone of his voice was very much alike to that of Gongsun Ce’s close friend.
They were similar, yet not the same.
No one would think he was another Lianyi, but if they stood together, Gongsun Ce would subconsciously think the two were biological brothers.
“My name is Shiyu Zhongyi, the last of the Shiyu family.”
The man, resembling his close friend, greeted his opponent with a distant voice.
The sight before him confused Gongsun Ce, as if it were he, and not some part of the world, that had a problem.
What the heck, was his previous guess all wrong?
Was Shiyu Zhongyi a blood relative of Mr.
What the hell did Shiyu Genmi intend to do?
Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and Gongsun Ce, with a relaxed expression, replied, “Good morning.
I’m Gongsun Ce of Dome City.
As a good friend of your big brother and sister, I wouldn’t mind if you called me Brother Gongsun.”
Shiyu Zhongyi was momentarily taken aback.
“You make a good point.
It was inconsiderate of me.”
“Hey, are you serious right now?”
“Well then, Brother Gongsun…”
Shiyu Zhongyi placed his left hand behind him, like a duelist before a fight, and pointed the tip of his rapier towards the young man’s head.