vstars Chapter 15: One person against twenty thousand!
Chapter 15: One person against twenty thousand!
The scene of Lu Li's battle stunned the audience outside the sky screen.
[Luofu Cloud Cavalry: ...What kind of swordsmanship is this? I've never seen anything like it before. It's neither as elegant as the Taixu Sword Sect's, nor as fierce as our Cloud Cavalry's. This is... a swordsmanship born for slaughter.]
[A senior executive at Interstellar Peace Corporation: Holy crap, I thought it would be a one-sided victory. He can't possibly win, can he?!]
[Black Tower's single-fan comment: Lu Li's physical abilities are insane. An ordinary person would have died from the poison long ago if bitten by one of those insects, but he's completely unaffected?]
[Want to slack off and play cards: Did you guys notice? Lu Li didn't retreat a single step from beginning to end! He used his body to build a wall for the girl behind him!]
[Interstellar Passerby A: I cried. This is a real man! Compared to him, I'm just a nobody, arguing with my boss every day about KPIs.]
The comments section was filled with amazement and admiration.
Everyone was captivated by the man's fearless fighting spirit on the screen.
On the Starry Sky Train.
The terrifying scene made March 7 forget to cry; she covered her mouth tightly with both hands, afraid that she would scream out loud.
"Sister Himeko... he... he'll be alright, won't he?" March 7 asked, her voice trembling with tears.
Himeko did not answer.
He just stared silently at the screen, his brows furrowing even more deeply.
Something?
It's more than just something happening.
His fighting style was completely draining his life force.
Every swing of the sword, every dodge, pushes the body to its limit.
Even if you win with this kind of fighting style, you'll end up ruined.
Moreover, the enemies are virtually endless.
"His skill is astonishing," Walter said in a deep voice. "I even suspect that he must have gone through thousands of battles like this to hone such terrifying skills."
Thousands of times...
When I heard that word on March 7th, my heart skipped a beat.
She couldn't imagine what kind of hell that was.
She looked at Lu Li beside her again, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Is this guy, who usually shakes even when killing a chicken and complains of hand pain when the gun barrel is too cold... really the same person as the killing god on the screen?
If that's true, then what exactly did he go through to become this lazy bum who just wants to loaf around and wait to die?
Are you tired?
Or... has everything already burned out?
And Lu Li, standing to the side... well.
Lu Li was also stunned at this moment.
Holy crap, is this really me?
Is that guy on the screen, slicing through melons and vegetables with ease, really me?
He looked down at his own hands, which were only good for wiping tables and making coffee, and then at the hands on the screen that could cut everything in two, and fell into deep self-doubt.
No, this can't be me.
This must be some kind of high-tech system that used my face to fabricate some kind of unofficial history.
Yes, that's it!
But...why?
Watching that person fight on the screen makes your heart pound?
Why do I feel a vague stinging sensation in my body when I see him injured?
It's as if... those wounds were once etched on my own body.
For some reason, this feeling made Lu Li feel inexplicably irritable.
……
In the scene, the battle is progressing rapidly.
One hundred.
Five hundred.
One thousand...
On the Starry Sky Train.
March 7th had completely forgotten how to cry, and looking at the scene before her, she almost dropped the camera in her hand.
"this……"
Himeko put down her coffee cup and stared at the sky.
She has conducted numerous combat capability assessments and has encountered many powerful individuals.
But she had never seen a scene like the one in the picture, where a single person directly crushes a swarm of tens of thousands of insects with pure swordsmanship and physical skills.
In her mind, the only person with such an ability is...
"Not an envoy," Walter suddenly said.
Himeko turned to look at him.
Walter adjusted his glasses, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "He didn't use any power of destiny, nor did he show any signs of protection from the Star Gods."
"So far, apart from using the Word of Power to protect Kafka, he has only used his physical abilities and swordsmanship."
"Purer than the Commander, and also...terrifying."
On the sky.
Lu Li continued killing.
Three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand...
The corpses piled up, but Lu Li's speed did not slow down in the slightest.
The insect corpses beneath their feet had piled up into mounds, and the dark green acidic blood had gathered into streams.
Lu Li stepped over the insect corpses, his white shirt already soaked in various bodily fluids and turned dark purple.
It contains his blood, and also the blood of his enemies.
Even when insects bit him, he seemed to feel no pain as he killed them and continued to advance with his sword without changing his expression.
This scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the viewers.
[Interstellar Passerby A: ...I...I can't stand it anymore, is this even human?]
[Company henchman: I take back what I said about him being a cleaner, this guy... this guy is a monster! A complete monster!]
[Luo Fu Cloud Cavalry: ...General, even our most fearless warriors on the Immortal Ship couldn't do this. Has he... lost all feeling of pain?]
Luofu, Shence Prefecture.
Jing Yuan stared at the scene on the sky, his hand holding the teacup frozen in mid-air, motionless for a long time.
Yan Qing, who was standing next to him, was so shocked that his mouth dropped open and he couldn't even speak.
"Pain?" Jing Yuan slowly put down his teacup, a hint of seriousness in his voice. "No, he can feel pain."
"It is precisely because it exists that it seems... terrifying."
Because people who cannot feel pain are simply numb.
And someone who can clearly feel the pain of every inch of flesh being torn apart, yet can still fight to this extent for a belief...
His will has become so strong that it is beyond imagination.
The Star Train was completely silent.
March 7th wanted to turn her head away from the screen, but her gaze was glued to it and she couldn't look away.
Looking at the man covered in blood from the battle, her heart ached as if it were about to burst.
"Why...why did it have to come to this..." she choked, her voice hoarse.
Himeko closed her eyes, unable to bear watching any longer.
She hadn't noticed that the coffee cup in her hand had fallen to the ground, spilling brown liquid all over the floor.
This is no longer a battle.
This is using one's own flesh and blood to annihilate the enemy's life.
Use your own will to fight against the malice of the whole world.
Just for one person...
Walter pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses revealing an extremely complex expression.
He remembered something from a long time ago.
In another world, there is also a man who fights tirelessly to protect others.
In order to fulfill his wish.
That man ended up in that place.
Is she also as crazy as Lu Li...?
……