Deep Space Men's Group, take you to the national destiny

To put it bluntly, Superman's fighting style can be summed up in two words - hard fight.

Relying on his physical advantages, he never takes his opponents seriously.

Even if he came to the forbidden area and erased his memory, he would still judge Shen Xinghui based on his appearance and think that he was weak and powerless.

The tall and smooth figure of an oriental man looks small to Superman.

Wrapped in the hunter's uniform, his thin, well-defined muscles look insignificantly weak compared to a burly man like Superman.

Shen Xinghui turned into light and shadow and flashed in front of Superman, making a feint with his sword.

Superman confidently used his chest to block the blade, but found that the blade did not fall on the Man of Steel as he had imagined.

Superman was startled and quickly turned around to follow the sound of light.

Shen Xinghui had appeared behind him without anyone noticing, a mocking sneer on his lips, and he thrust his sword forward, piercing Superman's red cape cleanly.

With a "whoosh", Superman turned around and flew out a few meters.

Escaping was just a waste of time. Shen Xinghui had no intention of attacking his body.

Transforming into a ray of light, Shen Xinghui nimbly returned to the crab's back shell, standing upright with a sword in hand.

"Experts Comment on the National Destiny".

Tea Egg clenched his right fist and slammed it against his left palm, "Beautiful!"

Xia Yizhuo was still very dissatisfied with Shen Xinghui and was very picky. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Leo disagreed, "It just punctured the cape."

Xia Yizhou sneered, "This is a kind of respect we give to our opponents. Even if you were rude first, we will still give you some courtesy."

"The demeanor of a great nation." Vitamin S smiled at Xia Yizhou. "The swordsmanship of the Dragon nation is truly well-deserved. In this contestant, Shen Xinghui, I see the gentlemanly spirit that Dragon nation values in his swordsmanship."

Xia Yizhou smiled politely, "Thank you for the compliment."

Little Leo seemed to not understand what he was saying, "But it only punctured the cape, didn't it?"

Xia Yizhou sneered again, "Okay, then poke Superman in the eye socket next time."

Xiao Lizi: "..."

The people of Long country all laughed.

(Little Leo, are you stupid?)

(This is the first time I've heard such a shameless request. They insist that Shen Xinghui kill Superman with one sword.)

(Beautiful Chinese people just have different brain circuits, right?)

(He's just a fool who's tired of living. Those who understand will understand.)

Within the forbidden area.

Shen Xinghui raised his chin, looking down arrogantly at the Superman in the air above him. "Stop when you're done, or fight to the death. Your choice."

Superman pulled the red cape from behind to see the hole in it.

Perhaps it is because there is no habit of agreeing on standards in advance in the American combat culture.

Superman gritted his teeth, tightened his jaw, and swooped down towards Shen Xinghui without saying a word.

Li Shen hugged you tighter.

Qin Che also leaned his back against you and Li Shen.

Qi Yu released a circle of crimson fire trap to surround the four of you.

Li Shen tried to follow Shen Xinghui, but could only see a series of illusory afterimages. "They are too fast."

Qin Che sighed, "At the speed of light, even my right eye can't catch their figures."

Qi Yu had a dagger in his hand. "Is Superman here to arrest Miss Bodyguard? We must stay alert and don't let him get close!"

As soon as you finished speaking, a red and blue figure swayed into your sight.

Qin Che barely managed to create a stream of black and red energy from his hand, but before he could release it at Superman, you felt a strong airflow rushing towards your face.

"Zheng——"

In shock, a flash of white light appeared!

The next moment, Shen Xinghui had already stood sideways blocking the path of the airflow.

He held the sword across his face, seizing the crucial moment just right to block Superman's claw-like hand that was reaching out to him.

Superman's expression wavered a little. How could this skinny boy from Dragon Country be faster than him?

He glanced sideways at Shen Xinghui, changed direction, and planned to run in circles and find an opportunity to catch you.

As soon as he started running, a white figure appeared beside him, whose movements were completely synchronized with his.

To the two of them, the reactions of you, Li Shen, Qin Che, and Qi Yu were as slow as a movie scene with the stop button pressed.

In the frozen world, Superman turned his head and looked at Shen Xinghui in disbelief.

Shen Xinghui's face was expressionless, only his eyes were cold and even sinister, staring intently at Superman's every subtle movement.

With a twist of his right wrist, he swung the long sword into a circle of gorgeous sword flowers.

Shen Xinghui suddenly flashed forward, surpassing Superman in speed, and poked the tip of the sword into Superman's face.

Superman stopped immediately in shock.

But his eyes were still fixed on Shen Xinghui.

I clearly saw Shen Xinghui notice that a strand of your hair was messed up by the sea breeze.

He reached out and, under Li Shen's frozen gaze, gathered the strand of hair back into the smooth hair behind your head.

The audience in Longguo was dumbfounded.

Because the live broadcast of the forbidden Dragon Kingdom room was slowing down the playback speed according to the fighting characteristics of Superman and Shen Xinghui.

It is to let the audience see clearly what happened.

They saw Shen Xinghui help you cut your hair.

When he glanced at you, Lian Zhan’s cold expression turned affectionate and soft, and a satisfied smile played on his lips.

Seeing his sharp gaze, the sword poked another hole in Superman's cape.

Then he put the sword across Superman's neck, and he stopped his series of actions.

Suddenly, you can see the two people clearly.

"Awesome, Shen Xinghui!" You raised your hands and started clapping, "You can really beat him!"

The Longguo live broadcast room once again slowly played the changes in Shen Xinghui's expression, which were invisible to the naked eye.

He lowered his head, finding you adorable because of your particularly unpretentious choice of words, and smiled with neat white teeth showing off your straightforward compliments to him.

Then he quickly stopped smiling and returned to the combat demeanor you had just seen him in.

"Oh my god! Shen Xinghui!" You clapped your hands hard, making a clapping sound. "You are my God!"

Shen Xinghui remained calm, holding Superman from behind and whispering in his ear, "The second time I ask you, either stop here or fight to the death. You only have three chances at most. After three, I'll assume you've chosen the latter."

Superman used his extraordinary arm strength to pry open Shen Xinghui's arms with his bare hands.

The moment he turned around to face Shen Xinghui, an astonishing heat gathered in Superman's eyes.

His eyes turned red.

"Be careful!" you yelled.

Shen Xinghui slowly raised his sword and held it horizontally in front of his eyes.

The two lasers collided with the sword, making a crackling sound and emitting intense sparks.

Shen Xinghui just closed his eyelids gently to feel the direction of the red light.

He calmly moved his sword to block the entire process as the laser moved slowly.

Superman's eyes couldn't bear it anymore, so he put away the laser and staggered back two steps in pain.

This time, it was Shen Xinghui who opened his eyes.

He condensed an extremely bright white light at the tip of the silver sword and passed it past Superman's eyes.

Superman's five senses are inherently sharp.

His vision was so stimulated by the white light that it almost blinded him. He covered his eyes in pain and knelt on the ground, "Ah!!!"

Not to mention Superman, the four of you standing by and watching all had your vision go dark due to the flash of light.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, I recovered.

You found that Shen Xinghui was already standing in front of Superman, with his sword pointing downwards, and once again placed the sharp blade on Superman's shoulder and neck.

Shen Xing replied calmly, reminding Superman, "If you attack again, it will be a fight to the death between us."

Superman continued to cover his eyes with his left hand and waved his right hand back at Shen Xing, "Truce!"

Shen Xinghui raised the corner of his mouth with a tiny sneer, "At this point, you should say 'admit defeat'."

“…” Of course Superman was reluctant and hesitated for a long time.

As a form of pressure, Shen Xing took a half step forward.

"Give up! I give up!" Superman raised both hands in a surrender gesture, "I am no match for you!"

Shen Xinghui then shook the sword in his hand, and it disappeared.

Giving orders to Superman generally means, "You can go now."

Superman rubbed his eyes, his head full of question marks, "Can I leave now?"

"You're not leaving after the fight?" Shen Xinghui frowned. "Want to wait until noon for a free meal?"

You kind of want to laugh.

Shen Xinghui has always been the first to take the lead when it comes to eating.

If it weren't for the meal last night, there would have been some awkwardness between you and him, which made Shen Xinghui have no appetite.

That table full of dishes and a pot of rice probably wouldn’t be enough for Shen Xinghui to eat alone.

If a stranger dared to snatch food from Shen Xinghui, that would be a more serious provocation than fighting with him.