Chapter 106 - 105: The Great Battle with Thomas (Part 2)

Chapter 106: Chapter 105: The Great Battle with Thomas (Part 2)He struck with force right away, a punch infused with the energy of the King-level Superpower Realm, aimed at Thomas. Even before reaching Thomas, there was already a sense of the air trembling from the shock, which took Thomas by surprise. Thump! Ye Tianchen’s punch missed as Thomas dodged, the powerful superpower-charged fist impacting on the pond behind Thomas, instantly splashing water everywhere. Thomas grabbed some rainwater with his right hand, slightly stimulated the superpower within his body into his palm, and transformed it into small ice cones as sharp as knives, shooting rapidly towards Ye Tianchen. Pop, pop, pop! The knife-like ice cones all hit the Superpower Light Shield that Ye Tianchen had propped up. During the apocalypse, Ye Tianchen had always emphasized defense. A true expert not only needed powerful offensive capabilities but also strong defensive abilities to prevail, especially against top-notch masters, or else victory was impossible. Whoosh! Whoosh! Ye Tianchen counterattacked, his hands formed into blades as he generated two large superpower-imbued cleavers, slashing at Thomas. Thomas, not daring to take the hit, had to lean his body back to dodge the dual cleavers, and at the same time, he quickly rushed towards Ye Tianchen. At this moment, Thomas didn’t resemble a man in his seventies at all, he was more agile than a twenty-something young man, reaching Ye Tianchen’s proximity with just a few rapid dodges. Without any superfluous moves, he continuously threw punches with both hands towards Ye Tianchen, the punching wind carrying a mix of hard and soft power that was peculiar, forcing Ye Tianchen to retreat defensively, unable to counterattack. "Hmph, Thomas is worthy of being the captain of the U.S. Superpower Special Agent Team. This Eastern man is no match for him, he’s undoubtedly doomed," Hei Bama said with a sneer as he watched the scene below. "Mr. President, rest assured, Thomas will surely kill him. The Eastern Demon won’t be able to leave Washington alive," Beach said with great confidence. In fact, both Hei Bama and Beach were only seeing the superficial phenomenon and had not spotted the real issue. Perhaps the only one who could see the depth was Thomas himself. He had exerted his full strength, attacking Ye Tianchen with the greatest force and speed. Though he had managed to suppress Ye Tianchen, preventing any counterstrike, he had yet to injure Ye Tianchen, which truly shocked Thomas. Thomas was not an arrogant person; at his age, he had long passed the period of arrogance. He had a clear understanding of his own power. In the whole of the U.S., many people ranked him, the captain of the U.S. Superpower Special Agent Team, at least in the top three. However, according to Thomas’s own assessment, he only ranked in the top five at most. Even if his power wasn’t the strongest in the U.S., it was rare for anyone to be able to fight him evenly, especially such a young Eastern man. The extent of his skills was unknown. Thomas could only make such a judgment about this unfathomable young man. Thud, thud! Fists met, and Ye Tianchen was forced to keep retreating. He too was deeply shaken, admiring the old man’s skills. He had not underestimated him, nor had he been careless, and from the onset, unleashed his full strength from the King-level Superpower Realm, but still failed to gain the upper hand and was continuously pushed back by Thomas. The old man’s strength had to be at least around the King-level Superpower Realm; otherwise, he wouldn’t possess such might. When there was no room left to retreat, Ye Tianchen had no choice but to punch out, clashing directly with Thomas’s fists. Both men stepped back three paces, staring at each other with stern expressions, sensing they had met a formidable foe. "Young man, you are indeed very strong," Thomas suddenly relaxed a bit and said with a smile to Ye Tianchen. "To be the captain of the U.S. Superpower Special Agent Team, what a stroke of luck for Hei Bama," Ye Tianchen said with a smile. Thomas glanced at Ye Tianchen, hesitated for a moment, then picked up his cane that was placed to the side and said while standing by the pond: "I’m old, not good for much. I still have one secret move left. If you can take it, I’ll let this matter go, and I won’t be able to interfere!" "Really? Another secret move?" Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but ask in surprise. "Try it, you should be able to handle it with your strength," Thomas said with a smile. "What if I can’t handle it?" Ye Tianchen asked in a teasing tone. "You’ll turn into a handful of bloody rain..." A confrontation between experts does not unfold as many would imagine, with life-or-death struggles and hostilities exchanged. There’s no necessity for that. People who reach such a realm, whether in terms of strength or mental state, are not something ordinary individuals can comprehend. To put it plainly, no one benefits from a true fight to the death, and often, it’s unnecessary; once the victor is decided, the loser naturally knows what to do. Ye Tianchen didn’t respond but focused entirely, because as Thomas’s voice fell, he had already begun to act. Standing by the pond, the cane in his right hand seemed like a scepter, drawing a circle of light in mid-air. Then, Thomas placed the cane aside, brought his hands together, and pressed them towards the circle of light. Boom! The entire garden floor trembled as if the air itself had been dispersed. Ye Tianchen felt unsteady on his feet, overwhelmed by the massive surge of superpower radiating throughout the garden. He stood, dumbfounded, realizing that Thomas’s superpower realm was definitely around the King-level, and he was even on the verge of breaking through to the Emperor-level. Otherwise, it would be impossible to release such potent superpower. Thomas’s brow was furrowed, his amiable smile long gone; he now resembled an ancient dragon, his vicious aura emanating as he approached step by step. Particularly, the water in the pond beside him was violently trembling. The fountain had already been destroyed during the confrontation with Ye Tianchen, and it seemed as if Thomas was utilizing that halo to control all the water in the pond. Sёarch* The nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Hei Bama and Beach, standing atop the White House, were both shocked and delighted at this sight. Shocked that Thomas, the captain of the American Superpower Special Agent Team, was a true master, with superpower methods beyond imagination. They were delighted that with such a formidable superpower move, the Eastern Demon, Ye Tianchen, was undoubtedly going to die. Initially, seeing Thomas’s overwhelming offensive that left Ye Tianchen retreating continuously, without almost any means to fight back, Hei Bama and Beach thought Ye Tianchen was doomed. But when Ye Tianchen forcefully counterattacked, exchanging blows with Thomas and causing both to stagger back, Hei Bama and Beach were disappointed, gnashing their teeth in frustration. "Beach, prepare a sumptuous dinner immediately. I want to properly entertain Mr. Thomas, and remember to open the finest bottle of red wine..." Hei Bama said with a smug smile. "Alright, I’ll get it ready. Do you want me to call a few blonde ladies to accompany us?" Beach asked with a lecherous laugh. Unknown to others, the American President Hei Bama favored Persian cat-like blondes and would select a top-quality blonde woman to spend the night with almost every evening. Of course, this was something ordinary people couldn’t possibly know. Even many other high-ranking officials in the country might not be privy to this—it was a closely guarded secret. "Of course, that would be great. Only, I’m not sure if Mr. Thomas would like it!" Hei Bama chuckled wickedly as well. Howl! Out of nowhere, a dragon’s roar echoed, deafening all who heard it. Ye Tianchen clamped his hands over his ears, stunned by the sight before him. Water from the pond next to Thomas formed into a massive column and passed through the halo in mid-air, creating the image of a gigantic water dragon that roared at Ye Tianchen, the tremor agitating the air around them. "So you are a Water Element Superpower User!" Ye Tianchen remarked solemnly, eyeing the water dragon in the sky and staring intently at Thomas. "Let me see your full strength. I know you haven’t given it your all yet." Thomas spoke as if he admired Ye Tianchen. Ye Tianchen clenched his fists tightly. His full strength of the King-level Superpower Realm surged, and he took the water dragon created by Thomas’s immense superpower seriously. From their earlier struggle, it was evident that Thomas’s abilities were on par with his. If he attacked with the water dragon, it could potentially break through the air, so Ye Tianchen needed to exercise caution. Roar! The water dragon attacked, rushing straight at Ye Tianchen, who stepped back twice. A light sword materialized in his right hand, and with a fierce lunge, he sliced through the dragon’s head. Splash! Rain fell as Ye Tianchen’s blade severed the dragon’s enormous head, but in an instant, a new head reformed, charging at Ye Tianchen with undiminished ferocity. Boom! The water dragon engulfed Ye Tianchen in one bite, and the entire creature exploded, enveloping Ye Tianchen in a heavy mist. A hint of a smile appeared on Thomas’s lips—this was the strongest superpower skill he could deploy as a Water Element Superpower User, capable of swallowing a person with a water dragon and using each droplet, infused with potent superpower, to viciously slice flesh and bone, completely turning his victim into blood rain. "What a waste of talent, I really didn’t want to kill you..." Thomas remarked, shaking his head. Having said that, Thomas turned and walked away. He had employed the powerful Water Dragon Skill successfully. No one struck by this skill had ever survived, and in his life, Thomas had used it only twice before, counting this time against Ye Tianchen as the third. "Thomas, your Water Dragon Skill won’t kill me!" Ye Tianchen’s voice echoed through the layers of water walls, filled with amusement. "It seems you truly are strong!" As Thomas spoke, the wooden sheath of his walking stick shattered, revealing a sharp, slender longsword, almost as thin as those used in fencing. Unexpectedly, the walking stick concealed a blade, Thomas’s last ace up his sleeve. The moment it appeared, he shot toward Ye Tianchen, who was wrapped in layers of water walls, aiming to pierce and kill him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)