Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 51 - 31 Fight to the Death_2

51: Chapter 31: Fight to the Death_2

51 -31: Fight to the Death_2

The enraged man hadn’t used any techniques; it was merely a blow struck with pure physical strength, pure violence.

And that power was enough to kill a human, or at least render them unconscious.

With such a heavy hit, his enemy had no reason not to fall.

The young man should have been dead already.

“Heh…

Your punches and kicks…

don’t even hurt as much as a college girl’s!”

“…!”

Defying all logic.

An extraordinary event that should not be occurring.

The silver-haired youth, covered in scars, who should have already been dead, whose arms used to muster strength were both broken, an enemy who should not have any power left to resist.

Stood up once again.

Xu Junyi couldn’t help but yell, “You have no chance of winning!”

“Is that so.”

“You’ve lost!”

“Is that so.”

“After all this, why do you still stand in my way!!”

He looked as if a single breath of wind would knock him over, as if even taking his next breath was becoming difficult.

Yet, despite that, the young man still stood.

Dragging his powerless arms, he stumbled step by step towards his enemy.

He began to speak something, his voice so faint it was almost swallowed by the wind.

“…Even if I fail here, things won’t change much.”

“You?!”

“Miss Alice will still fight you…

If she loses, Mr.

Shiyu will be your opponent, Miss Qin might come as well, and that annoying man…

Plus others I don’t know about, who are lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity, people who choose not to get involved in this incident for some reason.”

One step at a time, moving forward.

Headed towards an unbeatable enemy.

“There are many more people in the City of the Heavens; there will always be someone to stop you…

But what if they fail?

What if they don’t make it in time?

You said that those who fail in this duel will have to obey your orders.

I am very strong…

Even if there’s just a one in ten thousand chance, with my Superpower’s assistance, if you really succeed…

What kind of danger will the people of this city face?”

After all, he had stepped into chaos for that one in ten thousand chance of the “giant dragon summoning.”

It was the same now.

To prevent that one in ten thousand chance from coming true, he had to bet everything just for that reason.

Gongsun Ce declared firmly, “I can’t bear to witness so many lives lost, even if it’s just a one in ten thousand chance…

So I must stop you here…

Even if I lose here and die in reality, I will bet my life to stop you!”

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words.

No longer knowing what to say.

The thought was far beyond the limits of common sense.

Compared to praying for God’s intervention, the enemy before him seemed even more insane.

Xu Junyi remembered the young man’s identity.

Gongsun Ce was a Superpower User.

He had heard people say that the youth with supernatural abilities, even though they appeared ordinary on the surface, were all maladjusted individuals who couldn’t fit into normal society.

He had once thought that was just the prejudice of the world, but now he truly believed it.

He realized in the young man’s world, only death equaled failure; as long as they had the breath to breathe, a Superpower User would stand up again, blocking his path.

“Fine.”

With that, the leader of the giant dragon worshippers clenched his fists, gathering strength.

“You go die.”

He was about to use the secret skill he had mastered once again.

Mobilizing the power within his body, despite his serious injuries, would worsen his wounds, but the man had already abandoned all concerns.

He couldn’t endure such a torturous fight any longer; he was determined to kill his opponent in the shortest time possible, with a fatal blow!

“Huff…”

Gongsun Ce breathed heavily with a sense of desolation.

He was more aware of his condition than anyone else.

The sensation that made him forget the pain, like a fleeting dream, was gradually fading, and the forgotten pain was slowly being reclaimed.

Being able to stand up to his opponent until now was nothing short of a miracle wrought by his willpower.

One more strike, one more injury, and he would truly die.

He had only one card left in his hand.

Was there a chance?

The youth asked himself.

Was there a chance to play that card?

He couldn’t find it.

Even now, his arms were broken, lacking the strength even to play the card.

Meanwhile, as he thought, he also walked forward, the distance between the two was about 2 meters, and he could vaguely see the preparatory motion before the opponent’s punch.

Whether it was a pre-death hallucination, he felt the posture looked familiar, as if he had just seen the exact same move not long before.

Countless signs could indicate an incoming attack.

He remembered something someone had once said.

And what to do after that?

Knowing the attack the opponent was about to make, his own next move…

“…”

An idea sprang up in his mind.

Without considering its feasibility, he used all the remaining strength in his body to put the plan, which hardly even qualified as a plan, into action.

“Qin Secret Skill Hidden Strike!”

The giant dragon worshipper launched a decisive strike.

It was the most profound martial art he had learned, delivering power directly into the opponent’s body, smashing internal organs and bones, a deadly martial art that destroyed from within!

With this punch, Gongsun Ce’s life would be utterly shattered, ensuring the detestable enemy would never stand again—but in the instant the fist was thrown, the situation abruptly changed!

Xu Junyi’s punch grazed the corner of a garment, and as if tripped mid-path, the youth’s body fell forward.

Hidden Strike missed, and the young man’s shoulder collided with the man’s forearm.

This weak attack didn’t harm Xu Junyi but turned Gongsun Ce in another direction.

Allowing his gloved hand, poised right at Xu Junyi’s chest.

“Heavy Light Fist.”

A flicker of light filled the giant dragon worshipper’s eyes.

The twinkling fire burst forth from behind the red gloves.

At point-blank range, inescapable in such close quarters, Gongsun Ce’s glove shot out, hammered into the enemy’s chest, and the red flash sent the man’s body flying into the air!

The Superpower User fell to the ground from the recoil of the launching glove, now truly drained of every ounce of strength.

“I told you before…” the silver-haired youth looked up at the dusty sky, “this thing can be launched like a missile.”

From the other end of the construction site came the thunderous sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Hit by a dump truck, pierced through the abdomen by a sand bullet, and then smashed by a flying punch powerful enough to break through a bank vault door—if all that had still not defeated the opponent, he had no other options left.

Gongsun Ce breathed slowly in the sand, as if approaching the dreamy state before entering slumber, yet he dared not close his eyes.

Whether seconds or minutes passed, when he could barely hold on any longer, he noticed the colors fading from his surroundings, and the feel of sand and rock beneath him disappeared.

Gongsun Ce closed his eyes with a sense of peace.

In the unpredictable duel of life and death, the winner was Gongsun Ce.