death of hope

Chapter 843 "Wild Growth" (258) Sword and Psychic Power (Part 1)

"What the hell is this..."

Seeing that the superpower he had high hopes for actually shed tears, Dr. Joseph was somewhat disappointed and puzzled:
"I really don't understand. You are so powerful, why are you crying?"

“Who knows~” the bounty hunter laughed, “I guess he overused his abilities and his brain got damaged.

So, psychic powers are still unreliable. If you want to kill people, you have to use swords and guns~"

The doctor is looking forward to watching the superpower fighting closely. If he can capture her and dissect her as experimental material, it will be great. It will definitely help him make important breakthroughs in his psychic research.
By then, I will become an executive of Sakura Corporation, earn a high annual salary, and win a Nobel Prize or something to gain both fame and fortune, and my life will be complete.

Compared to Dr. Joseph's grand ambitions, the bounty hunter's wishes seem much smaller.
He hoped that the cyborg would cut the superpower user into pieces and help the client win the trial by combat. In that case, Kondo Isao would happily pay the balance for the cyborg and maybe even give him a little more reward if he was so happy.

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The people in the VIP seats all had their own interests in mind. They only saw the tears on the face of the superpower person, which symbolized cowardice.

But you will never know what Yuna has been through and how difficult her mental journey was.

How did a naive, kind, timid and sickly girl muster up the courage to take this step?
Fight for the people you care about.

In order to eliminate the inner demons, seek all the answers, and face your own destiny.

Jinguji Yuna stared at the cyborg's empty, soulless electronic eyes.

Her tears couldn't stop falling, and she herself didn't even understand why she was crying.

Some memories engraved deep in the soul and in the DNA are awakening, and the storm raging in the heart has blown the memories into chaos.

She tried hard to think, but the best she could recall was a vague memory from when she was eight or nine years old, when she and her brother first arrived in New Sapporo.

Two blond-haired, white-skinned children wandered aimlessly on the streets of this neon-lit, extravagant metropolis built by Asian pioneers.

The brother and sister have met many people, some good, some bad, and most of them are gray.
There was a kind supermarket owner who gave them expired bread and milk, a greedy and vicious orphanage director who wanted to sell them as commodities, and a part-time clown who danced with a billboard and suddenly burst into tears...

Yuna has seen all kinds of people, but she can't remember who this cyborg is.

The chaotic memories were torn into pieces of withered petals by the sad soul, falling to the ground and shattering, almost driving her crazy.

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Jinguji Yuna held her head with both hands, with a splitting headache, and for a moment she even forgot that she was in the arena.

She ignored the danger and approached him, risking her life to find the answers;

"Excuse me, ma'am...have we met before..."

"Don't get close to her! Yuna!" Yamagami Tetsuya shouted a warning:
"That guy is a cyber psychopath! The murderer Nishikawa Noriko, who is wanted by the federal government!"

"Murderer..."

Yuna was stunned when she heard this, and looked at the ninja sword in the other party's scabbard in horror, thinking of the horror movie-like crime scene videos in the news reports;

(Strange... How could I... know a murderer...)
The other party seemed to have no intention of attacking at all. There was no smile on his face, and no murderous intent could be found.
Cyborg No. 03 looked at the superpowered blonde girl floating in front of him curiously, tilting his head back and forth to look around, and he actually looked a little playful and cute. Yamagami Toru was so anxious that his face was covered with sweat, and he held his hands to his mouth and shouted:

"Yuna! Now! Use your abilities to kill her!"

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"Why aren't you fighting yet?" Kondo Isao said impatiently, "Is that enough?! Let her do it now!"

At this time, the programmer had just fixed the last code bug and bowed to Kondo Isao to apologize:
"Sorry, boss, there was a small problem, but it's fixed now~"

With that, the programmer hit the enter key;

Cyborg No. 03's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said in a harsh electronic voice:
"Received the task from administrator 'admin'.

Objective: Attack the blonde woman in the field and ensure her death...

Restrictions: No use of hot weapons, no harm to spectators...

Got it, accept the mission...

Battle Mode…

start up…"

Without any warning, a silver snake drew a semicircle in the air and headed straight for Yuna's face.

The speed at which the ninja sword was unsheathed was as fast as lightning. Even Saito Rinrinka, who was skilled in sword-drawing, could not capture the trajectory of the sword with the naked eye.

The blade made of Pluto Titan alloy was indestructible, but it was stuck in the air ten centimeters away from Yuna's nose and could not move.

In the previous battle with the Kyokushin group's minions, Jinguji Yuna had learned how to use psychic energy to form a shield field to protect herself.

The sword slash was blocked, but the cyborg was not discouraged at all. He pulled back the sword and launched a series of thrusts and slashes.
The stimulant compounds surging in the blood vessels and the tireless electronic muscle bundles make the outrageous moves imagined in martial arts novels a reality.

The ninja sword was swung into a complex phantom, with sword flowers and sword dances shining with silver light. Each sword went straight to the vital points, with both speed and power, but it was like cutting on cotton, and was easily blocked by the psychic shield.

Chen Xing was stunned, his eyes widened, and he felt that his efforts over the past ten years were in vain.
Facing the incredibly fierce offensive of this cyborg, the Chen family's swordsmanship that he was so proud of was as slow and weak as an old lady dancing in the square, and could not withstand a single blow.

I was terrified, felt a chill down my spine:

(This cyborg is not clumsy at all, but rather quite intelligent. It seems that it is not driven by a chip, but has retained its brain...

She must have been a great warrior in her lifetime. After her death, she was transformed into a half-human, half-machine creature.

Human skill and intelligence, coupled with the power of mechanical prosthesis...

Strong... too strong... more than ten times stronger than Tang Zhennan!
Fortunately, the young master's girlfriend came to help... I can still fight her with my super powers...

If it were me, I would probably be…"