Marvel Superheroes in China

At this moment, Qin Wu felt as if bombs were constantly exploding around him, his eardrums felt like they were about to shatter, he was almost deaf, his face was extremely ferocious, and he was in excruciating pain. With explosions happening all around him, even the strongest heart could not withstand such torment. If it weren't for his strong will to survive, he would probably be dead already!

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept seeing afterimages receding, moving at an extreme speed.

Qin Wu dared not hesitate. This was the fist of a Gang Jin expert, with terrifying strength. One punch could weigh a million jin! Enough to blast a building into dust! Among human martial artists, they were all top-notch. Even if someone casually threw a few punches, Qin Wu would not dare to take them head-on, or someone would die.

"Escape is the priority!"

Qin Wu didn't care about his image anymore; he either rolled or ran with his back bent. If he couldn't dodge, he would roll on the ground to change direction and continue running wildly.

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Chapter 211: Dragon Pattern Sword

Seeing his punches miss again, Nichkhun flew into a rage. His anger had completely clouded his judgment. At this moment, his bloodshot eyes were fixed on Qin Wu's figure, and he exhaled a turbid breath.

"Human! I'm going to kill you today!"

A tiger's roar suddenly rang out in the air, and the entire battlefield could hear it clearly.

Nichkhun then withdrew his fist. After a few punches, Nichkhun began to secretly make plans. Ordinary attacks were useless against Qin Wu. This human was like a cunning rabbit, impossible to catch.

A cruel smile appeared on his face as he curled his lips.

He slowly drew the long sword from behind him.

"bass--"

The sword is called "Dragon Pattern". It is 1.2 meters long and 8 centimeters wide. It is silver-white all over and has a lifelike dragon carved on it.

The entire sword was made of S-grade alloy, took three months to forge, and was then imbued with the sword's essence and blood for forty-nine days, giving it a life of its own.

A long dragon is faintly carved on the blade.

The antlers are like a deer, the head is like a camel, the eyes are like a rabbit, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a fish, the claws are like an eagle, the palms are like a tiger, and the ears are like an ox.

The dragon head is carved on the tip of the sword, its slender body encircles the entire sword, its five claws firmly grip the sharp blade, and its tail wraps around the hilt.

The dragon scales on the sword were carved using the most exquisite techniques, taking at least two months to complete. One can imagine how valuable this dragon-patterned sword is.

Once the Dragon Pattern Sword is drawn, bloodshed is inevitable!

This is why the powerful expert had been bombarding Qin Wu with his fists instead of using weapons, because he thought his fists alone would be enough to obliterate Qin Wu. But he was wrong.

When he saw his punches miss their mark and Qin Wu remained unharmed, as if his punches were merely tickling him, he finally decided to unleash the Dragon Pattern Sword.

When he finally decided to unleash the Dragon Pattern Sword, Qin Wu was already a dead corpse.

"Ow—"

The moment the sword was drawn from its sheath, a faint dragon's roar echoed in the sky, sending a chill down Qin Wu's spine.

Qin Wu had no idea how he had survived until now. He had taken a palm strike from a Grandmaster and had repeatedly escaped death from the punches of a Gang Jin expert. There were also countless pursuers behind him. Qin Wu felt that his legs no longer belonged to him and were only moving mechanically. His eyes were only on Dawn City and on surviving.

"Swipe!"

Hearing the faint roar of a dragon in the sky, Qin Wu's expression changed instantly. His eyes widened, and he turned slightly to look at the sky behind him.

"hiss--"

Qin Wu gasped, fear instantly engulfing his heart.

The expert with the Qi Refining Realm was also staring at him, and he even had a smile on his face.

Behind him were countless pursuers, and he could vaguely see a wolf's head rushing toward him from the sky.

Qin Wu felt a buzzing in his head and hurriedly turned his head away, afraid that if he looked any longer, his legs would go weak with fear.

"If I had known, I would never have come out of the forest! It would have been so much better to stay with Qiongqi. Although it was dangerous, it wasn't fatal. In this situation, even if I, Qin Wu, had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough to kill me."

Qin Wu just wanted to cry. He didn't want to be a hero anymore; being a hero was too tiring.

In order to bring rare and precious treasures to Dawn City and for the safety of humanity, Qin Wu made a bold decision, but now it seems that this decision will cost lives!

"If God could give me another chance, I would definitely say three words to Chen Baima: I won't go."

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the sky.

Nichkhun gripped the dragon-patterned sword, his expression slightly ferocious, and roared with bared teeth, "Die!"

With his right hand raised high, holding the dragon-patterned sword, he turned his body slightly to the side, his sharp eyes staring straight at Qin Wu's back. He concentrated his strength in his right arm, and it was clear that he was surrounded by a golden light, and above the light, a dragon seemed to be circling!

"call out!"

Golden light flashed on the longsword, and in the next moment, the longsword sped towards Qin Wu!

The moment the dragon-patterned sword flew out, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded in the sky.

"Roar--"

Qin Wu knew he couldn't dodge the sword strike. His spiritual energy was frantically trying to warn him, but it was too late.

With all his might, he turned his body to the side.

"Pfft!"

The longsword pierced straight through Qin Wu's right arm.

"hiss--"

Qin Wu broke out in a cold sweat and gasped sharply.

He glanced down at the dragon-patterned sword that had pierced his body, and felt as if his right arm and shoulder had been bitten by some ferocious beast.

It looks like my bone is cracked!

His body instantly tilted to one side, but fortunately Qin Wu quickly recovered from his panic and staggered a few steps before regaining his balance and not falling to the ground. This sword strike also gave Qin Wu a huge impact, causing his body to take several more steps forward, and the distance between them increased considerably.

"My right arm is already useless, and my internal organs can't be injured any further. My left arm is dragging along with the alloy, which means I'm completely incapable of fighting right now. All I can do is run, but the pursuers behind me are about to catch up. What should I do?!"

His face was deathly pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his pupils were somewhat unfocused, making him appear extremely terrifying.

Even a superhuman would feel exhausted from such extreme long-distance running, let alone Qin Wu, who is not a superhuman and whose body has long exceeded its limits.

A strong will to survive sustained Qin Wu's almost ruined body as he frantically fled.

With his eyelids drooping, Qin Wu gritted his teeth inwardly: "As long as I can go back, I can survive!"

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Chapter 212: The Limit

Seeing that the dragon-patterned sword did not pierce Qin Wu's heart directly, Nichkhun's eyes flashed with surprise.

He thought to himself, "To be able to twist his body and dodge my fatal blow at a time like this, he is truly a prodigy!"

Immediately, Nichkhun's lips curled into a smile. Looking at Qin Wu's staggering body, it was clear that the sword strike had had a huge impact on Qin Wu, whose body was already swaying precariously.

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes. He licked his lips and sneered, "If you don't die this time, what about next time?"

As he spoke, Nichkhun's expression hardened, and his body instantly accelerated in the air, rushing straight towards Qin Wu like a cannonball.

"Whoosh-"

The speed had already broken the sound barrier; even those below the level of Gang Jin (罡劲, a martial arts technique) could hardly catch Nichkhun's movements. All that could be heard was the air emitting mournful sounds, and space itself was distorted.

Nichkhun didn't shout this time, but instead frowned and focused, but the killing intent in his eyes didn't diminish at all; on the contrary, it became even stronger.

"Human, you are strong, but no matter how strong you are, you are still just an internal force."

Nichkhun felt the scenery around him rushing backward like crazy, getting lower and lower, and as the speed increased, countless specks of dust on the ground were kicked up.

"call out!"

A piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out.

The pursuers behind were also watching the battle closely. They saw with their own eyes that even after a sword pierced through his body, the human did not fall to the ground. Although he staggered slightly, it did not seem fatal.

These people all felt like their eyes were playing tricks on them. Could a human body really reach such limits? Was this even human?

Having taken a palm strike from a grandmaster and a sword strike from a master of internal energy, how could he still be alive? What is this thing? An unkillable cockroach? Or does this human martial artist have nine lives?!

Many martial artists who were flying through the air witnessed this scene. When they saw the sword pierce Qin Wu's right arm, a relaxed smile finally appeared on their faces. However, the smiles froze on their faces the next moment.

The human warrior actually started running again, his speed undiminished. They felt that everything they had seen today was completely beyond their comprehension. Looking at the figure constantly turning left and right in the distance, they felt their scalp tingling.

"Why is this person so resilient?!"

He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Is this really a human martial artist?"

Soon, someone in the group responded. Another expert in the Gang Jin realm, who was also flying through the air, looked shocked. His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were filled with terror, and he replied in a trembling voice:

"If it were you, you'd probably look pretty much the same as you do now. You'd probably fight just as hard to survive."

Upon hearing this, the powerful expert's pupils contracted, a bead of cold sweat seeped from his temple, and he frowned and remained silent as he looked at the figure in the distance holding the ore.

"Hulala"

The army continued to follow behind, stirring up sandstorms thousands of feet high wherever they went.

The earth seemed to tremble and groan, and the sky darkened, with dark clouds obscuring the sun, as if even the sun itself did not wish to witness this scene.

Looking at Qin Wu's side, the sudden acceleration of the Gang Jin expert sent a chill down Qin Wu's spine. But at this moment, Qin Wu had no time to consider the killing intent behind him. It wasn't that he didn't want to dodge, but that he simply couldn't.

Gusts of wind from the punches whistled past Qin Wu's ears and behind him, instantly making him extremely nervous and drenched in cold sweat.