I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 417: Halftime Break to Comprehend the Secret Technique

With a flash of white light, Child Emperor reappeared on the stage.

Looking at King, his expression was slightly embarrassed.

He coughed twice and scratched his hair in confusion. "It seems to be useless. I can't find out anything. Mr. King, I'll have to trouble you from now on."

After saying that, Child Emperor rummaged through his backpack, took out a candy, and put it in his mouth.

And handed a tablet to King.

"Mr. King, here is the information about those weirdos I compiled, maybe it can help you..."

"You have to be careful of that guy called Hungry Wolf. I have a feeling that he might be more dangerous than Boros."

King took the tablet and opened it.

As Child Emperor said, it indeed contained detailed information about several players on the monster side, as well as weakness analysis and combat strategies.

Child Emperor suddenly laughed and said, "Fortunately, I invented a kind of painless and instant-killing poison candy before. I didn't expect it to be used so soon."

what?

King was stunned.

But then a declaration was heard from the sky.

"Game 3, winner is King."

At a glance, Child Emperor had already smiled, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

A flash of white light, and King returned to the starting stage.

I feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Saw the other winners.

Tornado, Atomic Samurai, Beyond, Metal Bat, Dog Man, and the only ones left on the monster side are Boros and Garou.

The other heroes also looked heavy-hearted and silent.

King found out that he was the last one to finish the game.

"Master Bang, Genos and the others..."

Faced with King's question, everyone looked sad and shook their heads.

No one asked King about Child Emperor because the others came out first and saw Child Emperor committing suicide by taking poison.

Nine minutes, short and cruel nine minutes.

Eight out of the sixteen contestants went.

The figure of the God of Martial Arts appeared in front of everyone again.

"Very good, one step closer to the championship. I am impressed by the performance of some of you."

As he spoke, the God of Martial Arts glanced over everyone.

"Let's not waste any more time. Considering that the first two rounds have consumed a lot of your energy, let's take a one-hour break."

"The quarterfinals will begin in one hour!"

The god of martial arts waved his hand.

Everyone's eyes flashed and they were transported to a spacious hall. The scene was like a royal banquet. A long table was filled with all kinds of exquisite wines and delicacies, and there were chairs and sofas in the boxes nearby for rest.

There are even entertainment and leisure areas for games, fitness, and bathing around the banquet hall, with a full range of facilities.

There are also rooms such as infirmaries, laboratories, and training grounds for everyone to adjust their conditions.

Suddenly freed from the intense competition, everyone was a little confused.

"…It just so happens that my back pain has come back a little bit."

Bangu came to his senses first, talked to himself, stretched his muscles, and walked to the massage area next to him.

Tornado flew directly into one of the fuses, dived into the soft sofa, and slammed the door.

Two seconds later the door opened again, a bunch of sweets and drinks flew in, and then the door slammed shut again.

Atomic Samurai shrugged and said, "Alright, everyone, move freely. We're going to die anyway, so just take it easy."

He walked to the beverage area, grabbed a bottle of his favorite sake and started drinking it from the bottle.

Everyone dispersed and enjoyed the halftime in their own way.

Saving the world doesn't prevent you from dying comfortably.

King sat alone in the game room, the place he was most familiar with and at ease with.

I turned on the game console and stared at the game screen on the big screen.

【what to do……】

[Next, will I still be so lucky? Survive inexplicably. ]

[But will it be okay if I survive? ]

[We will definitely face off against some weirdos in the end, and they won’t show mercy...]

[Sweetheart Mask, Child Emperor, and everyone else, I can’t bear your trust. I really don’t have that ability…]

[Why, I am just an ordinary person, but in the end I have become the one who bears the fate of the world...]

The more King thought about it, the sadder he became. He wanted to hide somewhere where no one was, or wait to die.

Fear, shame, and self-blame, all kinds of emotions were pulling at his heart, as if tearing him into two people.

One called him a coward, and each shouted at him to face his fate bravely.

The other one told him to give up, he couldn’t do it, he was a liar, he was doomed.

King didn't know what to do, his mind was in a mess.

[King, I wish I had powerful abilities like you. I want to be a hero like you!]

Amid the chaos, a sincere smile flashed through King's mind.

He was a gentle young man wearing a green sports suit and black-framed glasses.

Hirata-kun...

King suddenly remembered what Hirata-kun had said to him during the few days they spent together.

Hirata said that he was undergoing a training called "Limiter Removal" in the hope that he could gain extraordinary powers and become a powerful hero.

I recall Hirata's brief and powerful performance in the previous match.

That seemed to be when he briefly released the limiter.

But the cost was too great and his body collapsed.

[If I could also remove the limiter...]

King's heart moved, and he recalled a conversation between the two when he was training with Master Roshi Muten.

"King, do you know Microcosm?"

"In ancient times, there was a kind of practitioner called the Saints. They believed that there was an inner universe in the human body. As long as they could awaken the power of the inner universe, humans would be able to unleash abilities as vast as the universe."

"I don't know whether there is a small universe or not. But I can tell you clearly that everyone's body is a treasure with infinite potential. Especially when our spiritual will and soul can open this treasure in the right way, each of us can have overwhelming power..."

"Then, Master Wu Tian, ​​how can we open this treasure?"

"Hehe... this is a long story. There are many ways, and the suitable way for each person is different."

"Some people break through their limits because of their obsession and strong belief."

"Some people are awakened by strong stimulation at the critical moment of life and death."

"Some people have great enlightenment, transcending karma and realizing the truth."

"Some are martial artists like us, who try to break that boundary through continuous training."

"King, you always say you are just an ordinary person."

"How can an ordinary person dominate the fighting game world with just two fingers? Does this prove that you actually have some kind of fighting talent?"

"Perhaps you are just restraining yourself, making you follow your survival instinct instead of your own will."

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​I admit that what you said makes a lot of sense. But even if you say that, I admit that I am very happy, but I can't make myself fight like a game character..."

"Who said it's not possible? Haha, actually, I happen to know a secret technique..."

King gradually recalled his experience that day.

[Can you control your body like a game character? ]

[…Perhaps, this is the only way. ]

【Let’s give it a try. 】

King has awakened. After experiencing so many changes, he has finally gained enlightenment.

He was determined to practice the forbidden technique taught by Master Roshi, even if it could only improve his combat power a little and increase his chances of winning.

It also means that you don't let down others who sacrificed for you.

I looked at the time and there was more than half an hour left before halftime.

[Hopefully in time…]

King walked into a quiet room, closed the doors and windows, and did not want to be disturbed by anyone.

He concentrated all his efforts on comprehending and practicing that secret technique.