I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 419 You are so cruel

An hour passed quickly.

After resting, everyone's condition was obviously much better.

A lot more energetic.

Even the gods of martial arts reset their bodies to the best condition after every match.

But the consumption of mental strength and willpower is irreversible.

Even a murderous devil needs to listen to a little song to relax in between his actions.

The eight-to-four game begins.

With a swish, the players were teleported directly to the competition field in pairs.

The referee decided their opponents.

"I said there was some shady dealings..."

Atomic Samurai muttered, and withdrew his gaze from the white-bearded old man in the sky who was playing tricks.

Looking at the opponent in front of him, he asked with concern, "Are you okay, King? You don't look well."

Opposite him, King looked haggard, with messy hair, and as greasy as a man who had lost his job, broken up with his lover, and had a hangover all night and didn't have time to wash up.

"I'm fine..."

King said weakly. But he looked listless, he didn't look like he was alright.

But I couldn't help but complain silently in my heart.

[Shift... I really don't have any talent for martial arts... I can't learn secret techniques in such a short time...]

correct.

Before King had the chance to comprehend and master the secret techniques taught by Master Roshi, he was pulled out of the meditation room.

Forced onto the battlefield.

There was not even enough time to go to the toilet.

The bladder is already protesting.

Atomic Samurai looked at his opponent speechlessly.

"King, you're like this, I don't even have a chance to see your strength..."

Did he do it on purpose?

So cunning. He showed up in front of me like this so he wouldn't have to fight me. Just like the previous two games.

Naive. I'm not as weak as Sweet Mask and Child Emperor...Okay. I lose.

Even a kid like Child Emperor can have such a broad mind, I can't lose face.

After struggling with himself for a long time, Atomic Samurai coughed and said, "King, I know you can't fight me, but I also have other ways to fight you."

With a confident smile, Atomic Samurai took out an apple from his pocket and put it on the ground.

He also placed his sword next to the apple.

King looked at this scene with a strange expression.

[Strange... Why do I feel this scene is so familiar... As if it has happened before...]

Atomic Samurai said solemnly: "It doesn't matter if you don't do it. I only have one request."

"Take up that sword and cut open that apple and see."

Eh?

King was stunned.

Staring at the apple on the ground, confused.

What does it mean to cut the apple open?

But Atomic Samurai explained: "I have a special ability that allows me to judge the swordsmanship level of others through the traces of their swords. Since you are unwilling to fight with me, then just fulfill a small wish of mine before I die. Can you cut this apple open?"

King was speechless.

He is usually eloquent and Atomic Samurai often seeks him out to "learn" swordsmanship, but he always escapes with various excuses.

Now the other party has said this.

They all indicate that they are the last wishes before death.

If he doesn't satisfy the other party, he will be a bad person.

Never mind, let's just make a fool of ourselves...

"Mr. Atomic Samurai, first of all, I have to state that I don't know anything about swordsmanship. I hope you won't be disappointed later..."

King said weakly.

"Stop talking nonsense and get started!"

Atomic Samurai clenched his fists angrily and glared with murderous intent.

King had no choice but to walk forward, kneel on the ground and pick up the knife.

coming soon!

Atomic Samurai widened his eyes, not daring to blink for even a second, staring intently at King's movements.

King was seen holding the scabbard in his left hand at his waist, and holding the hilt with his right hand, posing a very handsome sword-drawing posture.

His expression was extremely serious, and he stared intently at the apple on the ground, revealing a rare murderous aura.

Thump thump.

The roar of the Emperor's engines was deafening.

It's about to begin. King's sword moves... Atomic Samurai held his breath, not daring to lose focus.

one second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Atomic Samurai was stunned.

King, who had been holding the knife, suddenly let go, put the knife back to its place, and stood up.

He said apologetically: "Sorry..."

Turning around, he muttered awkwardly: "It's too tight, I can't pull it out..."

Is this the end?

Why didn't he draw his sword?!

Atomic Samurai was shocked, but when he saw King's apologetic expression, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind.

[Kamikaze, as long as your sword is fast enough, even if the apple is cut, it will remain intact...]

Atomic Samurai remembered a sword technique that President Hinawa had demonstrated to him when he was training in the Sword Saint Society.

The sword blade cut through the gaps between cells, and because the speed was so fast and the knife technique was so skillful, the apple itself did not "realize" that it was cut.

Still in perfect condition.

It was as if he hadn't been hit at all.

Is it...

Atomic Samurai was shocked beyond words, and then he sighed endlessly.

[As expected of you, King…]

[His swordsmanship has clearly reached the pinnacle, a realm that I need to look up to, yet he is still so humble and low-key.]

[Compared to you, I am just a kindergarten student who dares to challenge a university professor or doctor. How ridiculous! ]

[You don't understand swordsmanship at all. So you were hinting at me on purpose...]

The mental shock to Atomic Samurai was so severe that he didn't even hear what King muttered after he turned around, and he imagined a big drama in his mind.

After King managed his expression, he came to his senses and saw Atomic Samurai's shocked expression.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat and I thought to myself that something was not good.

【here we go again! 】

He hurriedly explained: "Atomic Samurai, listen to me, I didn't cut the apple at all!..."

Atomic Samurai raised his hand.

"No need to say more, King. I understand your painstaking efforts."

No, I don't have any painstaking efforts. Don't let your imagination run wild, Mr. Warrior!

"The sword has no boundaries, and there is always a higher level. I am indeed too arrogant, like a frog in a well, unaware of myself. Thank you for waking me up."

Atomic Samurai had a look of disillusionment on his face, sighing with emotion.

Looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, he seemed to be reminiscing about something.

Then he murmured to himself: "This way, I can leave without any regrets..."

King's face changed and he became panicked. "Wait a minute!——"

puff!

The atomic samurai stabbed himself in the abdomen with his backhand, and pulled hard, and red and yellow sprayed all over the ground.

Finally, he knelt on the ground with the knife still in his hand.

He ended his life in a tragic way using the traditional samurai method.

"Do not--"

"Why do you all have to do this to me!!!"

King collapsed on the spot, kneeling on the ground and crying to the sky, tears streaming down his face.

"King, don't feel sad for me. After I leave, you will be the soul of the sword!"

A flash of white light, and Atomic Samurai was resurrected and appeared on the ring again.

Seeing King kneeling on the ground and crying, I felt relieved and sad.

After saying a word of comfort, without waiting for King to react, he turned around and swung the knife across his neck.

This time the death was even more miserable. His head flew up right in front of King, and King was completely stunned.

No. Mr. Samurai.

Do you need to be so hard on yourself?

[It’s still better to chop off the head… seppuku is really too painful…]

This was the last thought in Atomic Samurai's mind.

I'm glad I chose the right way to die.

"First match of the quarterfinals, the winner is King!"