When the hodgepodge world of anime meets the shadow king

"Bang!" The two fists collided fiercely, like the sudden ringing of a huge bell. The powerful shock wave was centered on the impact point and burst out in all directions like surging ripples.

Gate's figure was like a towering beast, and every step he took seemed to make the space tremble slightly. His fist as big as a casserole was like a meteorite tearing through the void, and it was carrying a powerful force that was enough to collapse mountains and split rocks. It slammed straight into the opponent's face, and the tremendous power seemed to be able to crush all obstacles in front of it into dust.

However, the opponent showed no fear. His feet moved nimbly in the air like a nimble loach, and his upper body leaned back slightly. At the critical moment, the whistling fist brushed past his nose, and the sharp airflow it brought up was like a fierce gale, making his hair dance wildly.

He just leaned sideways, using his shoulder as the axis, and his right arm suddenly shot out like a spring compressed to the extreme, and a lightning-fast straight punch, like an arrow shot from a bow, pierced Gate's ribs, and its speed was like lightning, which made people gasp in amazement.

Gate's reaction was also extremely fast. His strong left arm quickly sank down and accurately blocked the fierce attack.

At the same time, his right fist moved from bottom to top, like a graceful and deadly arc, cutting through the air, making a sharp "hissing" sound, as if it was going to hit the opponent's chin directly.

In a flash, the two men were engaged in a fierce confrontation, with fists flying everywhere and the "bang bang" sounds of hitting each other as dense as a rainstorm, endless.

When both parties are martial artists and their physical fitness is comparable, the subtle operation and exquisite control of details become the key to determining victory or defeat.

Sometimes they fought in close combat like close comrades-in-arms, with their foreheads pressed tightly together. Every time they threw a punch, they put all their strength into it, as if they wanted to find the opponent's imperceptible flaw in this small space; sometimes they were like cautious hunters, keeping a distance from each other, their eyes sharp, examining each other's breathing rhythm and pace intently, just to find the perfect opportunity for the next round of attack.

Sweat had already poured down their foreheads like a torrential rain, and their martial arts uniforms had long been soaked with sweat, clinging to their bodies like a second layer of skin.

But the eyes of the two men were still as firm as a rock, and the fiery passion for fighting was like a flame that would never be extinguished, burning brightly without any sign of abating.

Suddenly, the opponent who was fighting fiercely with Gate seemed to have noticed something, and he retreated abruptly and quickly distanced himself from Gate, while whispering in the communicator to urgently confirm certain information.

After a moment, the opponent stared at Gate deeply, with a hint of unwillingness and helplessness in his eyes.

Then, a light burst out from his body, and in a flash he turned into a dazzling stream of light and retreated, leaving Gate standing alone with a confused and vigilant look on his face.

The "rustling" sound in the communicator gradually faded away, and Dolly regained control of the quantum network.

"Brother" Dolly's voice came from the communicator

"Sister!" Gate asked hurriedly, "Are you okay? My communicator suddenly couldn't reach you!"

"Stupid brother," Dolly sighed tiredly. The battle with the enemy mechanic on the quantum network consumed too much of her energy.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Compared to this... I think it's better for you to come over now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a new coordinate appeared on Gate's communicator.

"Oh, okay." Gate knew that his brain was not enough, so he stopped asking questions.

His strength surged, and he leaned forward slightly as he flew quickly toward the coordinate location - the battle between him and his opponent was so intense that he was already far away from the center of the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, Gate came to Dolly who was waiting in space.

"Sister!" Gate cried and immediately gave Dolly a bear hug. "Thank goodness you're okay!"

"Cough...cough!" Dolly, whose breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, quickly patted Gate's back. The thick, black, soft hair felt very good to the touch.

Gate realized something was wrong and quickly let go, "Sorry, sorry!"

Dolly gave him a sidelong glance and said nothing more. She was already used to Gate's thick-skinned character.

Gate scratched his head embarrassedly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Dolly's back out of the corner of his eye.

His eyes suddenly widened "What is this?!"

The Kara government's fleet has been completely destroyed, and the rebels are cleaning up the battlefield and rescuing survivors.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is the huge flagship painted with the livery of the Kara fleet in the center of the battlefield.

When Dolly was commissioned by the Kara government, she looked up the basic information about the Kara civilization on the Internet.

The others are all pretty average and belong to ordinary galaxy-level civilizations, with nothing outstanding about them.

The only exception is this flagship.

This flagship was purchased by the Kara government from a star cluster-level civilization at an unknown price. Its firepower and technology far exceed the limits of a galaxy-level civilization.

It was with the help of this flagship that the Kara government was able to seize a piece of territory in the fiercely competitive universe as a new galaxy-level civilization.

but now.......

A huge, smooth, flat incision spanned the Eurasian-sized flagship, brutally splitting its hull in two.

"Destroyed with one strike... Is this kind of power really a natural disaster?"

Dolly swallowed subconsciously, and she was suddenly glad that when she fought with Kitahara Xiao, the other party showed mercy and did not cut her in half.

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"Swish!" The hatch of the main control room of the rebel main ship opened, and Gate supported Kitahara Xiao and walked in.

"Kitahara-kun!" Seeing Kitahara Akatsuki's depressed look, Yukinoshita Yukino's heart seemed to skip a beat.

Kato Megumi also rushed over and wanted to support him, but after taking two steps, she narrowed her eyes as if she had discovered something.

"Yukinoshita..." Kitahara Akira raised his head with difficulty, "Sorry, I can't hold on any longer..."

"No..." Yukinoshita Yukino bit her lower lip, "There must be a way..."

"In fact, there is a way," Kitahara Akira said hesitantly, "but..."

"What can we do?" Kato Megumi came over, her tone was a little strange, but Yukinoshita Yukino, who was in a state of intense emotion, didn't notice anything wrong.

"If... ahem... there was a beautiful girl's lap pillow..."

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then her eyes, which were originally a little moist, gradually filled with a dangerous light.

"I understand..." She calmly took the exhausted and sore Kitahara Akira from Gate's hands.

"Huh?" Kitahara Akatsuki was surprised. "Yukinoshita... Bang!"

Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly let go of her hand, and Kitahara Akira's body, without support, fell straight down to the ground.

"WC! Yukinoshita, you would never retaliate like this before."