Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

Deep in space, before the giant space pirate ship entered the solar system.

In the sandalwood-colored alloy tunnel, a figure appeared out of thin air and walked towards the towering gate with a single-eyed relief that led straight to the dome.

Behind this door lies a god-level calamity capable of destroying planets, the leader of the Dark Thieves, the ruler of the universe—

Boros.

The figure stopped in front of the alloy door and knocked hard.

Boom—!

The patterns on the gate glowed with purple light, then suddenly trembled and slowly opened to both sides.

A one-eyed, purple-haired alien with pineapple-shaped hair, clad in golden armor, sat on a dark purple throne.

Behind him, countless bright purple circuits spread continuously across the dark and cold alloy walls, centered on a crystalline sphere, branching out into energy vessels that power the entire spaceship.

The flowing energy within it flickers regularly, like breathing, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

This is the throne room that belongs solely to Boros, and it is also the main control room and energy center of the entire spaceship, the core of the ship.

"State your name, alien challenger."

Boros, sitting high on his throne, lowered his eyes slightly, sensing the faint energy emanating from Xia Jie, which was as insignificant as an insect.

He couldn't understand how this seemingly incredibly weak life form had broken through the heavy guard and arrived safely before him.

But since they've done it, they're a worthy challenger.

"You seem to have misunderstood something. Let me make it clear beforehand, you are the challenger!"

Xia Jie raised her lips slightly and held up her index finger, looking quite spirited.

This is the last challenge arranged by the challenge space, which is somewhat memorable.

So he came, carrying the curse power of a fly-head level cursed spirit and Li Mei's hair manipulation skills, arriving looking fresh and vibrant!

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xia Jie, and I am the human who will defeat you."

"Heh heh, is that so? You think you can defeat me, defeat me, Boros? Fine, then I'll sit here and show you what I'm capable of."

Boros was not annoyed by the provocation. If Xia Jie was really as strong as he boasted, he would only feel genuinely happy!

Because what he was looking forward to was a thoroughly enjoyable battle.

"As you wish."

Xia Jie casually pointed, and the tip of Boros's pineapple-like hairstyle instantly bent, piercing towards Boros's single, azure eye like a sharp blade.

Just as Mikuriya's slashes could create space-severing strikes by expanding the target of her spell, Xia Jie used a similar method to expand her spell target from her own hair to Boros's hair.

Therefore, even with Xia Jie's superior spell precision and spell power efficiency—far exceeding that of Six Eyes—the lowest-level fourth-rank curse spirit, its fly-head-level curse power was momentarily exhausted.

Fortunately, Xia Jie's ability to convert negative emotions into magical power is equally formidable, and she can recover her magical power in the instant it is exhausted, allowing it to return to its maximum limit.

"I actually... got hurt?"

Boros stood up from his throne with some surprise. Just moments before, his eye had been scratched by his suddenly mutated hair.

Although minor, and although the wound healed itself almost instantly, the injury itself was real.

To be able to achieve such a feat with only this level of energy... Ah, he's a master, a strongman!

"now you."

Xia Jie raised her hand and beckoned to Boros.

"That's exactly right!"

Before he could finish speaking, Boros had vanished from before the throne, shattering the sound he had made, and appeared before Xia Jie. His fist, encased in golden armor, was like a massive hammer, shattering the fragile air and slamming into Xia Jie's heart.

The seven layers of light shields lit up in time, but were shattered by Boros's fist in the next instant, buying him only a moment to catch his breath.

Xia Jie seized this insignificant moment, manipulating the strands of hair woven into a black sweater beneath her clothes, and propelled her body to shift to the side with all her might.

Thus, the fist, by a hair's breadth, grazed Xia Jie's cheek with a powerful gust of wind.

"You dodged it?"

"It looks simple, but it's actually quite difficult."

Xia Jie swallowed the metallic taste rising in her throat, her tone carrying a forced ease.

Using the automatic combat program equipped with the feature of the New Yin Flow: Simple Domain, which allows the body to automatically counterattack before consciousness, a simple domain that covers one foot around the body is briefly activated with limited spell power.

When an attack is detected within the domain, the Sevenfold Falling Flower Sentiment, evolved from the "Falling Flower Sentiment," is automatically triggered, which is also the spell version of "Sevenfold Blazing Sky Ring." At the same time, the simplified domain that consumes spell power is removed, freeing up the quota.

Then, seizing the brief opportunity, manipulate the high-precision reversal technique to promote regeneration, harvesting it like leeks in turn. The accumulated hair and soft armor generate a huge thrust, pushing itself away from the fist. Then, as the thrust appears, release the control, freeing up the extremely limited amount of spell power.

Then, using the spare portion of magical power, the negatives were multiplied together, and a reversal technique was used to urgently treat the body that had suffered multiple internal injuries during the ultra-high-speed evasion.

All of the above operations need to be completed in less than a second.

Without using any restrictive measures, miraculous tricks, or even comprehending the rules of the world to gain sudden enlightenment and become stronger, Xia Jie has already achieved the optimal solution.

Although things were somewhat chaotic inside, and it was impossible to truly remain calm and composed, this was normal, given the significant difference in numerical values.

Brick Breaker VS Star Breaker.

What humans can reach in a single step, maggots can take half a day to crawl to.

Xia Jie's tactic of pretending to be a maggot to eat Boros, which is a thousand times more dangerous than pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, certainly has the potential to backfire.

But that doesn't stop him from planning to use the world's most ridiculous hair-manipulation technique to finely slice Boros into "pineapple shreds".

Chapter 196 Skill VS Power

Is it difficult? It is indeed very difficult.

If he were in the same position, he might not have done as well as Xia Jie.

In Boros's single eye, Xia Jie's body was so weak that it could be crushed with a single pinch, yet she was able to exert her limited strength to the extreme, to the point that she could survive his punches.

"Your martial arts skills are truly admirable, but your frail body seems to be on the verge of collapse."

Boros clenched his fist, waiting for the slightest thought to transform his surging power into a torrent of speed once more.

"Compared to this, Boros, don't you find it strange?"

"What's strange?"

Boros paused, slightly reducing his strength. Perhaps his opponent was just stalling for time, but it didn't matter. He had been bored for too long, so waiting for his opponent wouldn't hurt.

"I am an Earthling."

Xia Jie pointed to herself.

"You don't know where you're from."

Xia Jie then pointed to Boros.

“We can communicate normally. You can understand what I say, and I can understand what you say. We are life forms from two different planets, and even life forms from all over the universe share the same language. We don’t even have different accents, even though our civilizations are separated by thousands of stars and we have never had any cultural exchanges before.”

“Our races were born in vastly different environments, yet we evolved similar structures, all of us being ‘human’ in shape, with limbs, vocal cords, ears, and eyes.”

"I can even breathe normally on your spaceship, as the air composition inside is very similar to Earth's atmosphere."

"All the humanoid aliens of various races on the spaceship can survive normally in this air."

"Even more so, you, who are not human, can understand the concept of 'human' that I am talking about very naturally, and you do not find it strange at all."

"Boros, do you know what this means?"

Before Boros could answer, Xia Jie gave the answer herself.

"Either there is a higher being that created everything that is now, or there is something special about the 'logic' that runs this world."

"Interesting thought. You said you're from 'Earth,' right?"

Boros grinned, revealing sharp, blade-like teeth.

"Twenty years ago, a fortune teller told me that I was bored because I was too powerful, and that there was someone on this planet who could compete with me and relieve my boredom."

"If you are the person predicted, I will take the time to find the answer to this question after I have had my fun."

"Before this..."

Boros's figure disappeared again, moving at a speed that exceeded the dynamic vision limits of the maggot-like Xia Jie.

Absolute power, the resulting "boringness," what excites you?

The air was compressed into a sound barrier by the force, and then the sound cone was flattened into a thin, glass-like interface by the endless force, and finally succumbed to the force, making way for Boros's fist.

The second punch was aimed at Xia Jie's temple.

This punch was several times faster than the previous one, which was used as a probe. If Xia Jie was indeed the equally matched opponent predicted, he would certainly be able to withstand it.

if not...

Boros's azure eyes were fixed on Xia Jie's every move.

If Xia Jie is not like that, then there is only one possible fate for him:

"die!"

An attack with power approaching Saitama's "normal punch" slowly approached Xia Jie's temple at a speed that surpassed nerve reflexes.

This frail body, as weak as an ordinary person's, remained stable, so weak that it was completely unaware of the approaching death.

As the fist drew closer, Boros's mood gradually turned to disappointment.

'As expected, it's the same thing again... another agonizingly suffocating battle.'

One-eighteenth of a second later.

Boom!!!

A flash of black and red lightning disappeared in an instant.

"What!?"

Boros clutched his right shoulder in shock, his pupils dilating. At the severed point on his right shoulder, his entire arm had vanished completely.

What exactly just happened?

His hair, drawing nourishment from the core, grew rapidly, weaving into the shape of his arm. Then, he attached a wisp of cold energy transmitted from the opponent out of thin air to his fist and punched the opponent's right arm, which was aimed at his temple.