Chinese Superman

"Damn it, let's go for it!"

"Broken Blade!" he roared, brandishing his dagger. The incomparably sharp, azure blades flashed and clashed, slicing the massive metal tower into several pieces in mid-air before it crashed to the ground.

But before he could catch his breath, Gu Zhi Qiu clasped his hands together, and the ground beneath and to the sides of "Broken Blade" suddenly rose up. Two thick cement slabs, each the size of a house and filled with twisted steel bars, slammed down on him like giant hands!

"Swish swish swish swish"

The blade flashed again, and the hard cement was like tofu in front of the relic dagger, easily cut through.

However, before the cement fragments had completely hit the ground, more manipulated metal debris rained down from all directions.

The pieces range from large broken steel beams to small rusted gears, making one's scalp tingle at the sight of "broken blades."

Gu Zhi Qiu could even manipulate the pebbles on the ground to launch surprise attacks and cause interference.

"Damn it, 'Bronze Bell' is right, this is the madwoman's territory, how can we fight her?"

"Broken Blade" roared, tilting its head back and wildly waving the relic in its hand.

To be precise, this is not a dagger, but the head of a bronze halberd from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Driven by burning life, hundreds and thousands of blue-green spears shot out in all directions.

He also needed to unleash a saturation attack to withstand the continuous onslaught from the surrounding area and to counterattack Gu Zhi Qiu.

Unfortunately, the effect was not obvious.

Gu Zhi Qiu casually raised her hand; steel plates and cement floors were all part of her defenses.

Moreover... the mysterious power of the two relics allows them to manipulate metal and control stone. Furthermore, in advantageous terrain, their saturation attack is unmatched, even by the "Broken Blade" burning its life force.

"Is this the essence of passing down one's legacy?"

"Damn it, I risked my life to buy time, which will probably let 'Bronze Bell' get away with it."

"Broken Blade" was overwhelmed, struggling to cope, and felt powerless and desperate.

Soon, with a "whoosh," a steel bar shot out. He couldn't completely dodge it, and it grazed his thigh, tearing his skin and leaving a trail of blood.

Immediately afterwards, several pieces of metal shot out at high speed, slicing across the cheek in the gap between the "Broken Blade" blocking other attacks, leaving deep wounds that exposed bone.

His movements began to sluggish, his breathing became heavy, and the explosive power he had generated from burning his life force was rapidly waning.

Gu Zhi Qiu's eyes were cold and clear, like a seasoned hunter patiently wearing down his prey's strength and life.

"It's time to end this."

She seized upon a subtle flaw in the "broken blade" and flicked it lightly with her jade-like fingers.

"call out"

An inconspicuous pebble shot out with incredible speed, instantly passing through the gap in "Broken Blade's" hurried attack and accurately hitting his wrist as he gripped the relic dagger.

"what!"

"Broken Blade!" cried out in agony, his wrist throbbing with pain. His fingers loosened, and the old dagger flew out of his hand.

With a "ding," the bronze halberd head was stuck in the cement ground in the distance, and its light quickly dimmed.

Having lost its relic, "Broken Blade" was like a venomous snake whose fangs had been pulled, its momentum instantly weakened.

Gu Zhi Qiu showed no mercy, pointing his fingers like a sword and striking the air.

The ground where the bronze halberd head was stuck suddenly rose up, enveloping it and burying it in thick rock, completely sealing it off.

At the same time, several steel bars came at him, like ropes, bending flexibly to bind "Broken Blade's" arms, legs and body.

Two more sharp stone spikes shot out from the ground, instantly piercing "Broken Blade's" foot and pinning him firmly to the spot, blood gushing out.

"Aaaaaah!"

"Broken Blade" howled in agony, its eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.

"Stay here obediently and wait..."

Before Gu Zhi Qiu could finish speaking, at that moment—

"Thump!!!"

A deafening, terrifying bell toll, followed by an earth-shaking tremor, suddenly came from the other end of the factory!

Gu Zhi Qiu's expression suddenly changed!

Even from a distance of a thousand meters, one could clearly feel the terrifying shockwave, which even made Gu Zhi Qiu's heart tremble.

"Broken Blade" was surprised and doubtful, then gave a bitter laugh: "Bronze Bell fought desperately. Although I don't know why, that child is definitely going to die, and won't even have a complete corpse left."

"Shut up!!"

Gu Zhi Qiu's cold eyes suddenly caught sight of him, the killing intent in his gaze freezing into ice. With a backhand flick, the jade-hilted iron sword flew out, grazing across "Broken Blade's" neck.

The sound of "Broken Blade" stopped abruptly, his eyes quickly dimmed, and his head rolled off his neck.

Gu Zhi Qiu originally did not intend to kill him and planned to hand him over to the authorities.

But since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish. On your way!

"Junior brother—"

Her heart tightened suddenly. Without even glancing at the "broken blade," she transformed into a wisp of green smoke, pushing the Lingyan Ferry to its limit, and sped off towards the direction where the bell tolled, even faster than when she arrived.

She skillfully avoided the obstacles along the way, with only one thought in her mind:

I pray that nothing bad will happen to Xia Xinghan!

As Gu Zhi Qiu leaped and soared to the top of a tall, still partially collapsed cooling tower, and looked in the direction from which the bell tolled, he witnessed the horrifying scene of a "transparent tornado" slicing through the earth, turning everything nearby into dust.

"Junior brother!!"

Gu Zhi Qiu's cold eyes were filled with anxiety. With a light tap of his toes, his figure almost transformed into a rainbow, crossing the huge ravine and arriving at the "source of the attack".

There was a messy open space, and Xia Xinghan's small figure stood there quietly, unharmed, with not even a tear or a mess in the corner of his clothes.

Even the small fan-shaped area centered on his feet and behind him seemed to be protected by an invisible barrier, with the ground completely intact, forming a stark contrast to the surrounding trenches that had been plowed several meters deep.

Not far in front of Xia Xinghan, "Bronze Bell" was kneeling on both knees, with white hair and a hunched figure, like an old man in his twilight years.

The illusory image of the giant brass bell that enveloped him was covered with spiderweb-like cracks and was shattering inch by inch, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

The relic that had consumed most of his life and unleashed a devastating blow—the Qin Duke's Bell from the Spring and Autumn Period—fell to the ground with a clang.

The bronze bell lost its luster and became dull and lifeless, indistinguishable from any other antique.

The reason for this is not that the foundation of the Qin Gongzhong from the Spring and Autumn Period has been exhausted, but that its owner has already exhausted his resources.

"Bronze Bell" struggled to raise its head, its gray and dry hair sticking to its wrinkled forehead, its eyes unfocused, and its breath weak.

He spotted Gu Zhi Qiu rushing towards him.

Then he looked at the little boy in front of him, whose clothes weren't even wrinkled.

"This is...a monster..."

The old face of "Bronze Bell" forced out a bitter laugh that was more painful than crying, and his voice was as hoarse as a broken bellows:

"Heh...cough cough...if I'd known...I'd rather have let you chase me down..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold, sharp sword light flashed past.

Gu Zhi Qiu didn't listen to his nonsense at all. The jade-hilted iron sword was drawn on its own and shot out, slicing sharply across the neck of the "Bronze Bell".

The "Bronze Bell's" mournful laughter abruptly ceased, its head rolled off, and a final trace of surprise and fear lingered in its eyes before fading away.

Gu Zhi Qiu approached Xia Xing Han, her usually cold face now showing a rare expression of anxiety and concern.

She crouched down, placed her hands on Xia Xinghan's shoulders, and quickly scanned him up and down with her beautiful eyes:

"Junior brother... how are you? Are you injured? That attack was truly terrifying!"