Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1158: Subduing the Demonic Power with Will

The Wakatsuki samurai and the monster fought fiercely, the two humanoid creatures had bodies that could directly reach the speed of sound, so that the entire mountain trembled slightly under the impact of this force, as if it was nature's awe and uneasiness about this battle.

An indescribable murderous aura emanated from the Wakatsuki warrior's body. The murderous aura, like that of a ferocious beast, was like a raging fire, gushing out from his pores, dyeing the surrounding air a layer of red, and making the surrounding air seem to be ignited, becoming hot and distorted.

On the opposite side, the evil aura emanating from the monster's body showed that it was no longer an ordinary creature.

Faced with the oppression of the Wakatsuki warriors, it was like a frightened little animal, its muscles tense, and it instinctively wanted to escape from this battle that it was doomed to fail.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind broke the original balance.

The wind was so strong that even the sturdy steel plates inside the base, which were built to withstand the impact of fighter jets, began to make deafening clanging sounds, as if they could be torn apart at any time.

The wind is not only an element of nature, but at this moment, it is more like an extension of the will of the warrior Wakatsuki, foreshadowing the fatal blow he is about to launch.

Faster than the strong wind was Wakatsuki's right hand, which had been clenched into a tiger claw.

At this moment, when he exerted his full strength, even the high-density particles in the air were squeezed into milky white air waves by this force, as if even the space was distorted at this moment.

When the Wakatsuki warrior's tiger claws finally touched the monster's neck, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the long-accumulated air waves suddenly exploded like a long-suppressed volcano.

This force is not just a collision between flesh and blood, but also a direct confrontation between two completely different power systems - the collision between the ultimate human martial arts power and the ancient monster power.

The air waves contained high-frequency vibrations, emitting a deafening roar. The sound waves surged back and forth in the enclosed indoor space, forming ripples visible to the naked eye, as if the space itself was shaking.

The entire interior space shook violently under the surge of this airflow. The lights on the ceiling swung violently, making a harsh metallic friction sound, as if the entire building could not withstand the impact of this force and was about to collapse.

Tiny cracks appeared on the walls, indicating that the limits of the structural strength were about to be exceeded.

And those spectators in the direction of the air wave, whether they were investors in suits or other curious bystanders, all seemed so small in the face of this sudden force.

They were like fallen leaves caught in a strong wind. Some were blown against the wall, making a dull thud, and then slid down powerlessly; others rolled on the ground, squeezing each other, and the situation was out of control for a while.

Screams and shouts mixed together to form a chaotic melody.

"This destructive power... a missile?"

An investor standing in the distance, barely keeping his footing, shouted in horror.

There was disbelief in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on the center of the fight between the Wakatsuki warrior and the monster. It seemed like a small eye of a storm, swallowing up everything around it.

Indeed, the attack by the Wakatsuki warrior was comparable to that of a small missile, whether in terms of speed - almost beyond the limits of human vision, power - enough to shake objects weighing several tons, or the destructive effect - the entire interior space seemed to have experienced a small earthquake.

The sudden force that pressed down was as heavy as a mountain, hard and thick, making it impossible to imagine that this was the power that could be released by a flesh and blood body.

Every muscle of the Wakatsuki warrior seemed to be filled with invisible power. "Bang!" With a dull thud, the monster finally couldn't bear the pressure on his neck and knelt heavily on the ground with his knees.

The monster's huge body smashed a deep dent in the floor, and the surrounding steel plates were like glass hit by a giant hammer, with cracks spreading out like spider webs, which was shocking. The steel plate ground with a radius of ten meters was smashed into a spider web-like dent under this blow, and the cracks spread out, as if it was a scar on the earth.

After the monster's flesh and blood was transplanted, Samurai Wakatsuki's body underwent earth-shaking changes.

He controlled this strange power with his own will, subdued the demonic power and made it work for his own benefit.

The already terrifying superhuman physique becomes even more incredible with the enhancement of demonic power.

His skin became as tough as iron and his muscles contained explosive power. Even the jagged spikes on the monster's body could not penetrate his defensive barrier.

There was only beast-like madness left in the monster's eyes. Its spirit had long been eroded by the animality in its flesh and blood, leaving only the most primitive instincts.

Facing such an opponent, Wakatsuki Samurai appeared unusually calm. There was no hesitation in his movements, as if he was performing a carefully choreographed dance.

He was like Wu Song fighting a tiger, punching the monster in the face accurately with one punch after another. Each blow was accompanied by the sound of breaking bones and the monster's painful roar.

The air waves of a sonic boom at close range can cause the brain of an ordinary human to vibrate and the eardrum to rupture and bleed.

This is the backdoor that Luther left for those with magical powers, or it can be said to be a gift to the strong.

Only with a strong enough mental will can one subdue the demonic power and animal nature and become a true demon master rather than a monster that has lost its mind.

This is something that the big guys cannot do. Although they possess power and wealth, when faced with the temptation of demonic power, they often cannot maintain the purity and firmness of their hearts and eventually become puppets of demons.

Likewise, those death row inmates, in despair and fear, were unable to resist the erosion of demonic power, and eventually turned into monsters that knew only about killing.

However, Wakatsuki Bushi is different. As a fighter who devotes his whole heart to martial arts, his mind and will are naturally strong enough.

He can clearly distinguish the boundary between himself and the outside world, and even in a sea of ​​demonic power, he can remain awake and not be swallowed by it.

As the battle progressed, the Wakatsuki warrior's moves became more and more fierce. Every attack seemed to be carving a work of art, dismembering the monster's body bit by bit.

In the end, the monster died under the fists of the Wakatsuki samurai and was beaten into a meat paste.

"What is the success rate of this demon power potion?"

The frightened investors came to the conference room under the leadership of President Gu Hai. They adjusted their mentality on the way and finally recovered.

"The demon power is not out of control, the success rate is probably more than 90%."

President Furumi spoke without hesitation. After all, the only successful demon power user now is Wakatsuki Bushi.

(End of this chapter)