Phi-Fic Chapter 388 - 191: Monster, Face My Blade! (Part 2)
Chapter 388 - 191: Monster, Face My Blade! (Part 2)
"Of course I know..." Su Jiameng picked up the object resembling the handle of a Laser Particle Sword with her right hand, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, "But... precisely because I know, I don’t care... This match ended before resistance appeared."
Gu Ningyi was momentarily speechless, having to admit that this Su Jiameng was really unlikable, with a mouth that was both sharp and foul!
He pressed a button, and a bright blue light different from the Laser Particle Sword appeared. Gu Ningyi was startled, this is... a blade?
"There’s no time for you to daze off here now!" Su Jiameng raised the blade directly, using force with her legs, leveraging the terrain to rush at Gu Ningyi. If he failed to block, he would be cleaved in half by the blade!
On Tatazaya Planet, a person sitting in a bar watching the match with a faint smile on their face. The double kings’ battle ending in hand-to-hand combat was truly... very rare. Compared to the clash of mechas, watching two people duel wasn’t much to look at. But the moment Su Jiameng acted, she changed her mind, her previously half-closed eyes suddenly widened.
This is... watching the intense battle on video with a smile, her spine that had suddenly tensed up relaxed, her expression extremely complex, mixing regret and anger into an indescribable flavor.
"Having stayed too long in the desert, even my eyesight has deteriorated..." She raised her hand to rub her brow, only to find that the cup she was holding had already been crushed, shards piercing into her palm, blood seeping out, the air filled with a metallic scent.
The patrons drinking in the bar were not simple, they noticed the scent of blood in the air immediately, turning their heads to see the scene. They all chuckled knowingly, then returned to their own conversations.
They all thought the person was so excited by the match, they accidentally crushed the cup. Everyone had done similar foolish things before, nothing surprising or laughable, they could all understand. A Tatazaya girl waitress approached with a medical kit, carefully helping her extract the glass shards embedded in her hand, then disinfected and bandaged her wound, advising on how to care for it.
"Thank you..." she whispered her gratitude, although she had enough injection medications on her, one shot would heal her without a trace. However, such friendly gestures from others were something she had not experienced for many years, she didn’t find it meddlesome.
The Tatazaya girl laughed, "When there’s an exciting match, a lot of people in the store do this, even though they’re warned every time, they still make the same mistake next time. Really, if they cry out loud after being pricked, why not be more careful?"
The person smirked, speaking with a reflective tone, "Some things, even if reason warns you to be careful, emotions aren’t mechanical, once stirred, how could they be restrained? It’s just a small wound, consider it a lesson."
The Tatazaya girl didn’t understand, then someone else called for her, so she briefly responded and went to serve customers.
Watching her leaving back, the person lowered her gaze, continuing to stare at the virtual screen.
The more she watched, the more alarmed she became, unwittingly clenching her fists.
The wound hadn’t healed and this movement only made it bleed faster. The white gauze quickly turned red, dripping, drop by drop, onto the table...
Su Jiameng sneered, reversing her grip on the blade, preferring the Tang Blade over the Laser Particle Sword.
However, ever since "Yongping" was lost in the Alliance, she couldn’t find a suitable blade, using a Laser Particle Sword or a laser-fabricated blade made little difference to her. But now with her arm injured, using a sword was actually detrimental to her performance...
Even though it’s a "blade," its essence was no different from a Laser Particle Sword, under equal conditions of weapons, it depended on who had the better skills.
In her past life, Su Jiameng had fought her way through corpse-laden battles with the Insect Race, in terms of combat experience, she confidently considered herself extremely seasoned! For a time, she leaned on this experience to offset the disadvantage brought by her shoulder injury.
Both "kings" abandoned their mechas, and the audience thought this part of the battle should be very dull, but reality proved otherwise. The intensity of the battle surpassed that within mechas, the battlefield shifted from the top of Ghost Shadow’s head to the mechanical arm.
While keeping an eye on the opponent’s attacks, one had to also beware of the ground beneath...
Watching their fight even made one wonder if this constantly dangerous battle was actually a spirited and rigid dance. The bright blue laser beams drew lines in the air, dazzlingly beautiful, holding an unusual taste.
"Indeed, fighting in person is definitely more thrilling than driving a mecha!" The blade tip feigned a strike towards the opponent’s neck, and as he dodged, Su Jiameng pivoted her wrist, halting the fierce momentum, slicing through some steel tendrils of Ghost Shadow above Gu Ningyi’s head.
Watching him dodge once more, Su Jiameng silently weighed the handle of her blade, knowing that if they continued, Ghost Shadow would be dissected.
Wielding blades like one’s life depended on it was far less leisurely and poised than piloting a mecha, and after the battle, elegance could hardly be maintained.
Seeing Gu Ningyi unlike his usual flustered self, Su Jiameng didn’t quite know what got into her, raising her blade and shouted, startling Gu Ningyi into almost losing his footing, nearly tumbling off Ghost Shadow’s mechanical arm.
She said, "Demon, witness the might of Old Su’s blade!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations or monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)