Chinese Superman

"You are a Buddha in this very life!"

"I never expected that even a Buddha in this very life could be revived."

"Judging from her appearance, she should be the strongest of the twenty-four incarnate Buddhas of Japan. She even has relics to protect her. Her strength is definitely not weaker than the female immortal from Mawangdui."

Xia Xinghan remained calm, yet he immediately discerned the true nature of the Buddha from the direction of Mount Koya.

The four powerful figures, each a national treasure, unleashed their overwhelming pressure, firmly locking onto Xia Xinghan!

The man wielding the Kusanagi Sword was an elderly man with a stern face and sharp, eagle-like eyes. He glared at Xia Xinghan and shouted sternly, "You brat, do you know what you've done to deserve this?!"

"I know, the toilet."

"you!"

"Putting a pile of rice on the offering table, what is it if not a toilet? It stinks, and even the incense smoke can't cover it up." Xia Xinghan fanned his nose with his small hand, his brows furrowed, revealing an expression full of disgust and revulsion.

"Well, what a quick-witted brat."

"This sacred land is not to be insulted!"

"Amitabha, young benefactor has indeed gone too far."

"You've killed the Heavenly King, destroyed the shrine, blew up the spirit tower, and turned the world upside down! Do you really think Japan is without anyone?!"

Surrounded by four Zhenguo Zhi, Xia Xinghan remained unfazed, even having the leisure to straighten the hem of his clothes that had been ruffled by the strong winds at high altitude.

He spoke calmly: "King Deming gathered all the sorcerers in the country and used cross-border curses to kill me; this is the reason."

"Before I even took direct action, he was punished by heaven and died. Destroying those two disgusting things was just a way to vent my anger, and it was merely collecting some interest. This is the consequence."

"What's wrong with the cycle of cause and effect, and the inevitability of retribution?"

"That's just sophistry!"

A middle-aged priest wielding the Yata Mirror roared, "The Heavenly King is dead! What more do you want?!"

"His death was his own doing; what does it have to do with me?"

Xia Xinghan countered with a question so clear in his logic that it left the other person momentarily speechless.

"But shouldn't we also consider the emotional distress, the time cost, and... the compensation you owe me for cursing me to death?"

"compensate?!"

The royal nobleman who held the Yasakani no Magatama turned pale with rage. "You killed the Heavenly King, destroyed my shrine's spirit tower, and you still want compensation? Utterly arrogant!"

"You really think we can't keep you here?!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Xinghan suddenly smiled.

The smile on the child's face seemed exceptionally innocent, yet it sent a chill down the spines of the four powerful figures.

Suddenly.

The sky was filled with swirling clouds and rising winds.

The winds and clouds between heaven and earth converged from all directions, surging towards the summer stars. The latitude and longitude of space were bent, like a magnificent and incomparable being, whose quality was immeasurable. Just by standing there, it crushed the sky.

"boom"

His small frame exuded an invincible aura that seemed to dominate the world. His gaze swept over the four of them, his expression calm and arrogant: "Leave me here? The four of you? You're not worthy!"

"Arrogant!"

The old man with the Kusanagi sword was the most violent, and upon hearing this, he could no longer restrain himself.

"I'd like to see what kind of skill you, a mere brat, possess that dares to spout such nonsense! Take my sword!"

Without further ado, he raised the Kusanagi Sword high with both hands, and the spiritual power within his body and the ancient and fierce aura contained in the sword erupted with a roar!

On the sword, the faint phantom of a giant snake with eight heads and eight tails, extremely ferocious, appeared.

It was the legendary Yamata no Orochi that was slain by Susanoo!

Of course, based on Xia Xinghan's previous deduction about Dojigiri Yasutsuna, there was no Shuten-dōji in the history of Japan, let alone Yamata no Orochi.

This is the manifestation of the true power of the Kusanagi Sword.

With a single sword strike, the boundless sea of ​​clouds, spanning hundreds of miles, suddenly parted. Even before the sword light arrived, a terrifying aura, like that of a primordial beast, swept across the sky and earth, dimming the sunlight and causing all living things on earth to tremble in fear!

Facing the powerful sword that could split mountains and divide seas, far surpassing the might of Dojigiri Yasutsuna, Xia Xinghan remained calm on the surface, but dared not be careless in the slightest.

"I told you, you can't keep me here."

Xia Xinghan's voice was calm and even.

"You little broken sword, I can easily catch it with just one finger."

Before he finished speaking, he actually slowly raised his right hand and extended... one index finger.

The terrifying sword light of the Kusanagi Sword, carrying the phantom of the Yamata no Orochi, had already torn through the sky and was about to strike!

Xia Xinghan neither dodged nor avoided.

Of course, it can't be avoided either.

The super brain instantly analyzed that there were at least three mysteries surrounding the Kusanagi Sword.

First, wind control.

Secondly, it will definitely hit the mark.

Thirdly, the Yamata no Orochi.

It might even be hiding Susanoo.

Since we can't avoid it, we'll just have to face it head-on!

With his small, seemingly fragile index finger, Xia Xinghan gently pointed forward, facing the dazzling sword light.

Great sound!

There was no clanging sound of metal striking metal, nor the expected scene of a finger being severed and blood splattering everywhere.

On the contrary, the indestructible sword light and the ferocious phantom of the eight-headed serpent were both blocked by a single finger.

"The clouds of heaven are nothing more than this, no match for a child's finger!" Xia Xinghan laughed triumphantly, looking up at the sky.

The raging gale transformed into a chaotic flow of energy, bursting wildly from the point of contact, whipping his clothes and hair into a frenzy, yet he remained as steady as a rock, not even flinching.

"Swish swish swish"

Most of the gale was blocked by the bio-force field, while the remaining turbulent energy transformed into countless residual sword beams, which flew past Xia Xinghan and fell in all directions, instantly leaving Miyazaki County riddled with holes, devastated and scarred with ravines and sword marks everywhere.

In an instant, everything, from mountains and rivers to vegetation and man-made structures, crumbled and collapsed, like a dam eaten away by termites.

The residual force alone was enough to nearly destroy the city!

The four powerful figures' pupils shrank sharply, and their hearts were filled with shock.

A single finger, taking a blow from the Kusanagi Sword?

How...how is this possible?!

It should be noted that the old man wielding the sword had not held back at all; that was the strongest attack he could muster.

If the Kusanagi Sword is to unleash its full power, then the wielder must burn their life force.

Is this the body of extraterrestrial life?

What is it made of?!

Are they really carbon-based life forms?

Just how incredibly powerful is he?!

The four powerful figures from Ying Kingdom were greatly shocked.

Little did Xia Xinghan know that he was secretly relieved. If he hadn't cultivated the "True Explanation of the Refining Aperture of the Universe Stars," lit up his index finger, condensed a miniature star, and given his cells "golden properties," making them indestructible and immortal, he might not have been able to easily withstand the attack from the Kusanagi Sword.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Just as the delicate standoff was about to begin, the roar of propellers could be heard in the distance.

Several news helicopters bearing the logos of different television stations began to circle the airspace from a distance, seemingly disregarding the danger.

Camera lenses were focused on the mythical confrontation in the air.

They captured the scene: a child, with a single finger, blocked the legendary divine sword!

This is huge news that could shake the world!

"Truly worthy of being a journalist."

Xia Xinghan caught a glimpse of the helicopter and the flashing camera lights out of the corner of his eye. A thought struck him, and he suddenly gave the wielder of the Kusanagi Sword, who had come riding the wind from the sacred mountain, a harmless smile.

then.

In front of the television camera, Xia Xinghan raised his right middle finger.

"See?"

Xia Xinghua spoke in a relaxed tone, raising each finger in turn, and replied casually, "I also have my middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, which are stronger than my index finger. When the five fingers are clenched, they form a fist. Do you want to try this punch too?"

"At worst... we'll sink all four islands!"

Xia Xinghan smiled, his teeth gleaming white, and he looked adorable, but in the other person's eyes, he appeared somewhat sinister and insane.

The four islands, the lives of hundreds of millions!

This isn't a child, it's a living Yama!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

("Three Artifacts")