Chapter 545: Chapter 41: The Unyielding Spirit
Budman fumbled in his pocket for a cigarette, tried to light it a few times with a lighter, and finally managed to ignite the tobacco in the rainy weather.
There was no sign of the Wing of Death in the Central District’s sky. It seemed the boss had also been defeated. Next up, it would be that lunatic Aorus doing the mopping up, using the entire city as a battlefield, using all the members of all the organizations as his stepping stones to fame.
Absolutely insane. But there was no helping it, that young master’s superpower was genuinely formidable, even he, the mighty raider, dared not claim he could win. Mo Yuankai was out of strength, who else could possibly handle him?
Budman exhaled a puff of smoke. He felt an insane pain throughout his body, his brain felt as though it had been drained dry, and even his heart began to hurt. Using three abilities along with his own plundering brought about far more wear than usual combat, his body’s energy was almost depleted.
Exhausted, quite a disgrace. When had he ever been pushed to this extent?
Rashamon’s move was extraordinarily brutal, not holding back in the slightest. The knowledge he had plundered informed him of the strength of this move. Qin Secret Skill Hidden Strike, it was a truly lethal kill shot. Ordinary people, even average body enhancement superpower users, would definitely explode internally from such a hit, turning into a pile of blood and flesh on the ground.
Damn, he had almost completely screwed it up. If he hadn’t held on that moment, he would be the one lying on the ground right now. Luckily, he gambled right with the last synchronization of damage. If he had revealed his new ability too early, the battle might still be ongoing.
It’s over now. He had finally cleaned up the errors in the alley. This time, Wing of Death lost, but also won. No more messing with those damn organizations, the trust of his brothers remained intact.
Budman disliked being a lapdog. He hated those high and mighty big shots the most. But sometimes one has to make choices, in the moment he killed those three men, he had to seek another way… a way to wash his hands of this business and ensure both he and the boss were safe…
In the end, he still switched sides to be a dog. But even if he went to be a dog, it would be among a happy, relaxed group of dogs…
Budman casually threw away the cigarette butt, taking heavy steps forward—
He heard a voice behind him.
The raider’s expression slowly changed, a terrible thought incessantly nagging at his mind. Hidden Strike was supposed to be a fatal blow, a powerful person hit by it would normally explode internally. But that expressionless enemy, Rashamon…
just like him, collapsed after spitting blood!
Budman didn’t speak, the speed of the Annihilation Cannon was faster than words. He turned swiftly, the pale blue beam thundered towards the barely standing girl!
But the fire twisted out of nowhere, refracting at high speed in the air, turning back towards him instead!
Budman instantly extinguished the cannon fire, leaping up from where he stood. The girl’s indifferent voice carried through the wind and rain.
“Cough… Your cannon fire seemed strange to me. If it could obliterate everything, why could I still breathe during our fight? The three-meter-thick beam should have created a brief vacuum, human body should react somehow, yet I noticed nothing.”
“Therefore, I conjecture, it must be a special type of light flow, only capable of causing fissures in solids and liquids, ineffective against gases… Hence, by adjusting the refraction rate of certain mediums in the air at the proper angle, I could disrupt your cannon fire.”
Qin Qianbai was still alive. Her movements, as shaky as before, her voice, as weak as before regeneration, but her eyes still shone brightly!
Rashamon’s stamina endless? Impossible, her resilience was indeed stronger than Green Ghost’s, but she had not shown any regenerative abilities. Even if her physical strength surpassed Green Ghost’s, it was clear from her condition that Hidden Strike had caused significant damage.
What the hell kind of martial arts was this…?
Budman had an absurd possibility in mind.
If it wasn’t martial arts. If she was indeed grievously wounded. Then she relied on not just her monstrous stamina… but on sheer willpower to keep standing!
Budman took heavy breaths, sneering through gritted teeth.
“The trouble of standing up just to show off to me? Seems like you don’t want this life you got back.”
Qin Qianbai cleared the blood from her mouth, standing upright once more.
“This way, I have understood your weakness. I know how to defeat you now.”
He couldn’t comprehend what this woman was saying.
Defeat? They were at a point where another hit could be fatal. Her physical strikes alone couldn’t use special abilities to attack directly. What could she possibly do now?
All attacks would be returned by his third ability, his wounds would heal by the effects of his first ability. Anyone with a sane mind should realize she stood no chance.
“Come on, don’t make me laugh. How do you plan to win? You think you can do anything with those fancy but ineffective moves?”
Qin Qianbai grimly assumed a fighting stance.
“Merely enduring damage twice over, then prepare yourself to withstand the hits.”
The martial artist spoke thus.
“As long as I strike you until you can’t muster the strength to use your superpowers, I win!”
In an instant, Budman’s reason was consumed by rage.
So that’s it. Gritting through the pain to exhaust my strength, is it? Competing in endurance and willpower, are you? Fucking moron. You’re beaten to a foolish state, and you really have the nerve to propose such a stupid solution—