50 Chapter 49: The Battle of Inhumanity
Boom!
The wall was blasted open by an astonishing force, and amidst the flying dust, a figure emerged from the hole, gradually becoming clear.
When Zhou Ming and Hirakawa Taisho saw the appearance of that figure, they were both astonished.
"This... How is this possible?"
Standing before them was none other than Nohara Momonosuke!
However, the Nohara Momonosuke who appeared before them had already shed the elegant and luxurious attire, replacing it with a red full-body samurai armor similar to Hirakawa Taisho's style.
His previously aged and wrinkled face now appeared youthful and full of vitality, resembling a man in his thirties. His stature had become tall and upright, exuding an incredibly vigorous aura. A sense of immense power emanated from him, completely different from his previously frail and slender appearance.
He held a long and a short samurai sword in his hands, and under the flickering candlelight, the blades reflected a dark red glow, as if blood was surging within them.
At this moment, Nohara Momonosuke, standing there alone, exuded an astonishingly oppressive presence. Every move he made caused hearts to race, as if he were not facing humans but ferocious and terrifying ancient beasts!
"I finally understand," Zhou Ming realized.
"The armor that can withstand bullets, the inhuman Nohara Momonosuke... It's the extraordinary power of this world..."
Facing Zhou Ming's gaze, Nohara Momonosuke grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
"This perfect body, I originally planned to showcase it to my subjects at tonight's banquet and baptize them with their blood and lives. But unexpectedly, you forced me to reveal it first..."
"It doesn't matter. Your blood is incredibly delicious, far more appetizing than all of them combined..."
Swish!
Nohara Momonosuke's speed was terrifying at this moment. He flashed before Zhou Ming, and the longsword swept through, cutting towards Zhou Ming's abdomen with a gleam of blood.
Ghostly shadows flickered as Zhou Ming narrowly evaded the strike at the last moment. He lowered his head to look at his abdomen, where his clothes had been cut open, revealing a shallow bloodstain slowly forming.
"I'm injured..."
"No, if it weren't for the Grass Movement Gu, I might not have been able to dodge that strike. I almost got eviscerated, huh!"
The Grass Movement Gu enhanced Zhou Ming's senses, making him more sensitive to any movement in his surroundings, especially heightening his sense of danger.
"Not bad at all. You're the first person in this world to feel a strong sense of danger from me."
Zhou Ming sneered. With a sword in his right hand and a gun in his left, he activated the Sword Qi Gu, infusing the sword blade with sword aura, condensing his vital energy, and rapidly boosting his combat power to its peak.
In the next moment, both of them charged towards each other, colliding fiercely in high-speed movements.
Ding!
Sparks flew.
Zhou Ming raised his left hand and fired the gun, bullets whistling towards Nohara Momonosuke, only to be blocked by the short sword wielded by Nohara Momonosuke's other hand.
The bullets scattered, but not a single one could penetrate Nohara Momonosuke's short sword barrier.
"So fast! Such exquisite swordsmanship!"
Even in such an intense battle, Zhou Ming couldn't help but admire Nohara Momonosuke's skills. Blocking all the bullets with just a short sword at such close range was something Zhou Ming himself couldn't achieve. It required not only incredible physical attributes and reaction speed but also extremely refined swordsmanship.
With just this move, Nohara Momonosuke's level of swordsmanship was not inferior to that of Tokugawa Yamato!
If we also take into account Nohara Momonosuke's current inhuman physical prowess, Tokugawa Taiwa wouldn't even be able to last thirty moves against him!
While blocking the bullets with his short sword, Nohara Momonosuke's longsword swept towards Zhou Ming once again!
Everything around them seemed to slow down. The two of them could no longer see anything else in their eyes, only each other's figures, each other's movements. Their minds were focused solely on how to fight, how to kill the other.
Their longswords collided continuously, clusters of bright sparks lighting up and vanishing in the air. The clanging sound of metal resonated incessantly.
Hirakawa Taisho tightly gripped the sword in his hand, his palms and face covered in sweat. The speed of their sword strikes had reached a point where he couldn't see them clearly anymore, and even their figures were gradually becoming blurred.
Hirakawa Taisho had no doubt that without the armor he was wearing, he would be instantly cut down by either of the two combatants!
"H-How, how can it be this fast?"
Hirakawa Taisho realized that in this battle, he had instantly become a mere spectator.
Crash!
Boom!
As they fought and swiftly moved, everything in their path, whether it be tables, screens, doors, windows, or even the sturdy wooden pillars supporting the house, was sliced apart.
The entire room turned into a scene resembling that of a hundred bandits rampaging through, becoming a veritable ruin. With each wooden pillar severed, the house became increasingly unstable, creaking ominously.
"Is it going to collapse?" Hirakawa Taisho foolishly wondered.
Crash!
The beams collapsed, the roof shattered, and bricks and tiles fell down with a crash. In the battle between these two inhuman creatures, the entire house finally couldn't hold up any longer and gradually collapsed.
In another intense collision, both of them leaped back, creating distance before rushing towards each other again.
"This guy is faster and stronger than me."
Even Zhou Ming, who enhanced his own strength with the Jun Strength Gu, allowing him to suppress tigers and leopards with brute force alone, found himself outmatched. It was a testament to the abnormality of Nohara Momonosuke's physical abilities.
"And those two swords are impressive too." Zhou Ming stared intently at the long and short blades in Nohara Momonosuke's hands, reflecting a crimson light.
The Adamantite alloy blade was invincible in this world. Even the renowned blade, Maeda Mitsunori Maru, owned by Tokugawa Yamato, was cut into pieces by Nohara Momonosuke in a duel.
These two swords could withstand the impact of the Edman alloy blade multiple times without showing any signs of damage. It was truly unbelievable.
"Where does his extraordinary strength come from?"
Nohara Momonosuke lunged forward once again, and Zhou Ming fought back with equal vigor.
However, such a battle consumed an enormous amount of stamina. Zhou Ming was not a strength-oriented martial artist, and even though he had the Vine Gu constantly replenishing his energy, it was still not enough.
Zhou Ming could already feel the fatigue in his body, especially in his right arm that held the sword. With each intense clash, his arm would go numb, his wrist growing sore. His strength was gradually diminishing, and he was starting to fall behind.
"Doesn't he feel tired at all?"
"Let's try this move!"
Zhou Ming burst out with tremendous force, disregarding the severe energy expenditure. He forced Nohara Momonosuke back with a series of strikes and quickly summoned the Flower Pouch Gu, taking out a flash grenade.
Holding the flash grenade in his hand, Zhou Ming once again charged towards Nohara Momonosuke. However, instead of dodging, Nohara Momonosuke grinned ferociously and swung his sword.
"Huh, there seems to be something off about his state."
Zhou Ming noticed that Nohara Momonosuke's emotions seemed to be extremely elevated, and his movements became more reckless, lacking some finesse and caution.
"Even better!"
The two blades clashed once again, and Zhou Ming felt the force transmitted through the swords from the opposite side. He was surprised to find that Nohara Momonosuke's strength had increased compared to before!
At that moment, Zhou Ming closed his eyes.
And in the next moment, the flash grenade thrown by Zhou Ming exploded in mid-air.
A blinding light radiated like a scorching sun. Nohara Momonosuke didn't have time to open his eyes; he could only perceive a vast expanse of white before him, unable to see anything.
The sudden and overwhelming sense of threat made Nohara Momonosuke's body instinctively override his brain's command, using all his strength to retreat.
