Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 840 Sword Fight: Power, get the hell out of here!
The sword fighter possesses an almost mythical ability - belief is power, and as long as his faith remains, his strength has no upper limit.

However, at this moment, unprecedented ripples arose in the heart of this legendary warrior. His unparalleled self-confidence began to crack for the first time in the face of the absolute power of Super No. 18.

Each of her strikes contained a force that was enough to shake the stars, and today, this force was ruthlessly impacting the foundation of Dou Jian's faith.

That punch not only shattered Dou Jian's defense, but also shattered his long-standing absolute confidence in his own abilities. The severe pain surged like a tide, drowning him in endless darkness and doubt.

"How can this be?"

The sound of the sword fighting echoed in the empty universe, with a hint of disbelief. He had never thought that there would be a day like this when he would feel his own limits so clearly.

It was not just physical pain, but also a shock to the depths of the soul, and the first profound doubt about one's own strength.

Dou Jian was suspended in the cold space, surrounded by endless darkness and stars. Complex emotions flashed in his eyes - shock, confusion, unwillingness, and a hint of imperceptible fear.

The sharp pain from his right leg was like a burning fire, reminding him of the cruelty and reality of the previous blow.

He tried to move his almost numb legs, but every attempt was accompanied by more severe pain, as if millions of needles were piercing his nerves.

The fleet of the Shi'ar Empire surrounded them, and their expressions gradually changed from full of confidence to shock and fear. The warriors who once took pride in fighting swords now stared with their eyes wide open, as if they had witnessed the end of an era.

The faces of the superiors were filled with disbelief. They could not accept that the one who was like a god in their hearts could actually fail.

"No, this is impossible! Captain Doujian, our pride, how could he fall so easily?"

A young officer's voice was filled with tears, and his heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

This thought spread rapidly in the hearts of the Shi'ar people like a plague. Fear and despair intertwined into an invisible web that tightly bound their hearts.

For the Shi'ar Empire, Dou Jian is not only the leader of the warriors, but also a symbol of faith. His failure is undoubtedly a huge blow to the spirit of the entire empire.

However, at this moment of despair, a gleam of determination suddenly flashed in Dou Jian's eyes.

He looked up into the distance, which was the direction of Super 18. Although it was meters away, he could clearly feel the heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

He did not choose to escape, nor did he indulge in the shadow of failure. Instead, this despair aroused the fighting spirit and pride deep in his heart.

"I will never give up easily in a sword fight!" This was not just a cry from his heart, but also a vow from the depths of his soul. This invisible force swept through his body like a violent storm, and every cell was awakened at this moment. They all responded to the will of their master and gathered into an unstoppable torrent.

Dou Jian's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath of the purest energy in the universe, as if he wanted to absorb the power of the entire universe into his body. As he breathed deeper, his muscles tensed up in an almost exaggerated way, as if he wanted to condense all his resentment, anger, past failures and humiliations into a force that could shake the stars. "Come on, No. 18, let me see how strong you are!"

Dou Jian roared in his heart. At the same time, the air around him began to fluctuate violently. A dazzling light burst out from his body. It was a sign that his potential was fully stimulated.

This light not only illuminates the space around him, but also seems to announce to the universe that he, Dou Jian, will shine the brightest at this moment.

His right fist, that clenched fist that carried countless sweat and effort, slowly raised up, as if lifting the weight of the entire universe.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, the stars dimmed, and the entire universe held its breath, witnessing this heavy punch that could change fate.

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, Dou Jian's fist was like a meteor across the sky, carrying destructive power, rushing towards the direction of Super No. 18.

This punch is not only the ultimate display of his strength, but also a challenge and transcendence of his own limits.

However, just as the punch was about to hit Super No. 18, she clasped her hands together with unimaginable calmness and grace. Blue and white energy gathered in her palms and instantly transformed into a dazzling beam of light.

This beam of light not only easily withstood the overwhelming attack of the fighting sword, but also continued to advance forward with its amazing residual power, as if to clear away all obstacles in its way.

"What!?" Dou Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of disbelief. He had tried his best to attack, but the opponent just easily resolved it? This couldn't be true, he couldn't accept such a result.

"No, this is impossible! There is no limit to my sword fighting!" A stronger belief surged in his heart, burning like a raging fire, igniting all his unwillingness and anger again. This time, he no longer simply wanted to defeat his opponent, but to prove to the entire universe that he would never be defeated in a sword fight!

As this belief rose, the energy in Dou Jian's body began to boil again, and it was more turbulent than before. His muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of flowing metallic luster, which was a manifestation of the high concentration of energy in his body. His eyes flashed with a more dazzling light, which was the desire for victory and the persistence of self-transcendence.

"Come again!" Dou Jian roared, and the strength of his whole body reached an unprecedented height at this moment. He seemed to have turned into a walking god of war, and every breath caused the surrounding space to tremble. He punched out again, and this time his fist not only condensed all his strength and will, but also contained his infinite desire for victory and deep fear of failure.

"boom--!"

There was another deafening roar, and Dou Jian's fist struck Super No. 18 again with a speed and power beyond the limit.

This time, the attack was more fierce and resolute than any previous one. It was not only a pursuit of victory in a sword fight, but also another challenge and breakthrough of his own limits.

This goes against common sense, and even more so against the law of conservation of energy, but Dou Jian has proved with practical actions that in the face of belief and will, all rules can be broken.

(End of this chapter)