Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1691 Trunks: Goodbye, My Fear

"Gohan! Don't come any closer!!"

Sun Wukong's extremely serious, even urgent voice suddenly came from the bottom of the smoke-filled pit, stopping his son's actions.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, Sun Wukong's figure gradually rose from the deep pit.

A clear bloodstain hung from the corner of his mouth, and his martial arts uniform was torn in several places, but his eyes became as sharp as a hawk's, and the trace of panic he had shown earlier had disappeared.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the surrounding space into his lungs.

The next moment, a golden aura that was far more dazzling, more condensed, and more massive than before suddenly burst forth from every pore of his body!

His hair stood on end, turning an even purer gold, his pupils became a calm yet sharp azure, and his muscles bulged slightly, exuding an explosive sense of power—Super Saiyan Full Power, activated!
The powerful aura formed a tangible golden whirlwind, swirling up all the rubble on the ground. Even Number 17, who was pressing forward and preparing to continue his attack, was forced to take a half-step back by this sudden burst of energy and had to raise his hand to shield himself.

"Oh? This is finally starting to get interesting."

On the 17th, when he put his hand down and felt the exponential increase in Sun Wukong's power and aura, he showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a smile of excitement and anticipation appeared on his face, the kind of expression one would show when someone finds a new and exciting toy.

"I will never let you do whatever you want!"

Sun Wukong assumed a perfect fighting stance and shouted in a deep voice, his voice filled with unwavering determination.

"Bring it on and give it a try."

Android 17 chuckled and beckoned to Sun Wukong with an extremely provocative gesture, his posture still relaxed and carefree, as if the astonishing burst of power he had just unleashed was nothing to worry about.

Just then, Future Trunks arrived after hearing the news.

He happened to be away from training with Vegeta and Goku today, and thus luckily escaped the initial energy burst.

However, when he saw the figures of the two people in the field—especially the faces of numbers 17 and 18, which were exactly the same as the demons in his memory who had destroyed his future—endless painful memories and unforgettable rage instantly overwhelmed his reason!
"Number 17! Number 18! It's you!!!"

Future Trunks' roar was filled with hatred of blood and tears. Without the slightest hesitation, his azure eyes were instantly dyed emerald green with anger, and golden flames soared into the sky. He transformed into a Super Saiyan, wielding a long sword, and became a golden lightning bolt of vengeance, charging towards Android 17 without regard for anything else!

"Another one?"

Number 17 tilted his head slightly, looking somewhat surprised.

In their core instructions and target database, Sun Wukong is the only target that must be killed; the others can be ignored.

But those who deliberately seek death are clearly not included in this category.

Faced with this swift and unstoppable sword strike, Android 17 habitually raised his arm with a hint of contempt, intending to use his forearm to directly meet the seemingly sharp blade, just as he had done when blocking Sun Wukong's normal attacks.

however--

"sulfuric acid--!!!"

A deafeningly loud clang of metal clashing rang out, accompanied by a teeth-grinding, creaking sound as if metal was being forcibly torn apart!

The anticipated scene of the sword blade flying away did not occur.

Instead, the forearm of Number 17, which had been meticulously modified by Dr. Gro and was theoretically strong enough to withstand any cold weapon strike, was actually cleaved open by the sword light that was filled with extreme anger and concentrated energy, leaving a terrible wound so deep that the bone was visible!
"What?! How is this possible?!" This time, it was Number 17's turn to exclaim in disbelief.

The intense, unfamiliar pain signal surged rapidly up his neural network, instantly freezing and erasing the relaxed expression on his face!
He never expected that this unknown kid who suddenly appeared would be able to unleash such outrageous and extremely concentrated destructive power!

Trunks won't give him time to think.

Thanks to the hellish training he underwent alongside Son Goku, far exceeding the training of the original historical period, his strength has already advanced by leaps and bounds, far surpassing that of the Cell Games era in the original timeline.

His control over Qi has reached a new level. He can compress a huge amount of Qi to its limit, so that the same amount of Qi can produce a huge increase in destructive power, lethality, and defensive strength!

"Nothing is impossible! For all those you have killed!"

Future Trunks roared, his emerald eyes burning with the flames of revenge, his confidence greatly boosted by this sword strike.

With a flick of his wrist, the longsword pressed down, further expanding the victory!
Number 17 suffered a severe injury to one arm, with damaged internal cell structure and impaired energy transmission, making it instantly unable to continue blocking.

He was, after all, a cyborg with extremely rich combat experience. Surprised but not flustered, he immediately used the force of the slash to turn to the side. At the same time, his other intact arm shot out with lightning speed, his five fingers spread, and precisely grabbed Trunks's wrist holding the sword, trying to break his attack.

But Future Trunks, whose strength has greatly increased, reacted much faster than he had anticipated.

With a flash of sword light, the slash turned into a cut, skillfully avoiding the capture. The sword tip, like a venomous snake, pecked at No. 17's injured arm again, forcing the opponent to defend again, and for a moment he looked a little embarrassed!
"Number 17!"

Upon seeing this, Number 18, who was standing to the side, showed an expression of "astonishment" for the first time on her cold and beautiful face.

She immediately wanted to shake off Sun Wukong and rush over to support her brother, who was in a temporary passive position.

However, just as she moved, a golden figure appeared like a ghost and blocked her way.

"Your opponent is me."

Sun Wukong spoke calmly. In his full-power state, his aura was as steady as a mountain, and his azure eyes were locked on Android 18, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.

Number 18 frowned, said nothing more, and decided to finish the job quickly.

The ground beneath her feet exploded with a deafening roar, and her body, propelled by the recoil, accelerated to an alarming speed. A simple yet incredibly powerful straight punch tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, and slammed into Sun Wukong's face!
The speed and power of this punch were enough to easily pierce through heavy armor.

If it were the Sun Wukong in his normal state, he would probably need to go all out to barely hold on.

but now--

Sun Wukong didn't even make any big movements.

He simply raised his right hand seemingly casually, but with lightning speed, he caught number 18's pale fist, which contained destructive power, with perfect precision at the critical moment!

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out, as if it wasn't a fatal blow that had been blocked, but rather a toy that had been casually caught.

(End of this chapter)