Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 426

Chapter 426: Chapter 201: Encounter with Mountain Mist Again (6th Update)

Ken hefted his heavy sword horizontally.

“Come on!”

The crowd automatically parted, leaving Ken standing alone in the center of the training hall’s space.

There were no longer any barriers between Mu Fan and him.

Lu Qingxue watched coldly from the side.

Redemption First Stage–Fanatic Cutting!

The sounds of the wind grew stronger and stronger.

Seeing that nearly shadowless heavy sheathed sword,

The crowd gasped in astonishment.

“What kind of sword move is this? He’s almost making a spectacle out of the sword sheath.”

“I’ve never seen swordplay without gripping the handle!”

“I don’t know, let’s see how he does against Ken. If he wins, I have nothing to say.”

Mu Fan stood erect, with the phantom of the sword wheel whirling beside his hand.

When his gaze, full of combativeness, met Ken’s, he stamped his foot heavily.

He struck out furiously!

His figure shot out like a dragon.

The rapidly spinning heavy sheathed sword in his hand formed a sword wheel, which he swung down vigorously.

“Well done!”

Ken let out an excited yell, lifting his broadsword upside down to swing it backhand.

Too slow…

In Mu Fan’s eyes, this opponent’s speed of attack and the sophistication of his moves were so far behind Lu Qingxue’s they might as well be called a chasm.

As for brute strength, that was Mu Fan’s favorite way to engage an opponent so far.

A streak of black light crossed paths.

Crack~

A fragment flew out, embedding into the ground.

Mu Fan’s arm swept horizontally once more.

Crack~

Another fragment!

All anyone could see was Mu Fan’s sword-wheel phantom constantly clashing with the broadsword in Ken’s hand.

After five seconds passed,

When the spinning sword wheel formed by the heavy sheathed sword passed in front of the opponent, Mu Fan’s right arm jolted backward, the phantom in his hand disappearing, and the heavy sheathed sword firmly stopped in the palm of his hand. Then he flipped his hand over to grip it.

Mu Fan looked up and smiled, “Do we need to continue?”

It was then that people saw Ken’s half-palm-wide broadsword had shattered…

The burly boy stared blankly at the broken pieces in his hand, then lifted his head to say dryly, “You’ve won.”

As he raised his head, people could then see a sword mark that had ripped open his chest.

A fine line appeared horizontally on the gray swordsman’s clothes.

Remembering the trajectory of Mu Fan’s moves just moments before, one had to think slightly deeper–if the new student’s sword wheel extended just a half-inch further,

Then perhaps Ken’s chest cavity would have been sliced open.

Mu Fan casually flicked his right hand, reinserting the heavy sheathed sword back onto the weapon rack.

Lu Qingxue, expressionless, looked over the club members, “Any doubts remaining now?”

Everyone was silent; this time, there truly were none.

Ken was defeated so easily, almost single-handedly crushed by the other party.

Beside Lu Qingxue, Bing Su’s eyes were about to pop out. She tugged excitedly at Lu Qingxue’s sleeve and exclaimed, “Senior Sister, where did you find such an expert! That move just now was so cool.”

Little did Bing Su know… this shyly smiling young man, who struck with such lethal ruthlessness, was the Iron Ball that brutalized her mercilessly on the campus network!

That crazy Iron Ball who could do handstands and commit suicide!

And Mu Fan had no idea that the cold, emotionless woman beside him was his only friend added on the internal network — “Qingxue.”

Sometimes, life is just filled with wonder and comedic elements.

“I will record your identity. You may leave,” Lu Qingxue turned her head and said, still as sparing with words as ever.

Mu Fan could only smile wryly at her obvious dismissal.

“Understood, Senior Sister.”

Moments later, Mu Fan, with his bulging travel bag, appeared at the entrance of the Swordsmanship Club.

With eighteen Molten Magma Fruits in his possession, just thinking about it filled Mu Fan with indescribable happiness.

…

In Zhongjing City on Blue Capital Star, within the manor of the former Minister of Finance in Blue Moon Bay, a group of strangers had now taken residence.

The surrounding residents were either rich or noble, and they understood that the new owner had visited all the neighboring households before moving in.

People also recognized the newcomer to Manor #19, a man in his thirties, seemingly refined and proper, donning gold-rimmed glasses.

He introduced himself as Mr. Ke, currently commuting to and from the Capital Star Ring, engaged in interstellar trade activities.

After some investigation by shadowy forces, and finding out it was true, they let it be.

At this moment, inside a massive underground chamber of Manor #19.

The silver-white metal decor contrasted significantly with the ancient-style architecture on the ground.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was half-kneeling on the floor.

In front of him, in a shadowy area, sat a silent figure, dimly discernible.

“Mountain Master… All arrangements have been made.”

“You’ve worked hard,” the figure said blandly before standing up. Because of the angle of the light, his face remained unclear.

The figure walked toward an immense star map, leaving only their back to the kneeling man.

“The former Minister of Finance, heh, having controlled Blue Capital Star’s economic lifeline for seven years, who would have thought his real secret lay beneath the manor? An unsuspecting Military Department, all too mediocre; I am right here, eagerly anticipating the expressions on your faces when I make my move. Mu Cang, how is the takeover progress of the hidden industries?”

The voice spoke coldly, but the kneeling man showed no dissatisfaction, responding loudly, “Seventy percent has been taken over; it should be fully completed within a week. The registration for Mercenary Group ‘Hidden Peak’ has been finished as well.”

“How are the dealings with the Six Great Mercenary Corps coming along?”

“Money can bury everything.”

“Good.”

“With Mu Cang holding down the Capital Star, we can indeed focus on developing this place with ease.” The figure extended an arm onto the star map, resting it on a specific planet which they gently rotated.

It was Blue Capital Star!

The holographic optical image seemed tangible under the figure’s manipulation. The man known as Mountain Master seemed particularly focused on the model image of Blue Capital Star, and after a long while, he spoke indifferently, “How is the progress of my beloved object?”

The man addressed as Mu Cang bowed even lower.

“Reporting to the Mountain Master. The completion rate of the Destiny Weapon has reached 95%, waiting for the final adjustments of the destiny wheel before it can officially enter combat.”

“Good. How about the True Red Equipment?”

“Reporting to the Mountain Master. The True Red Equipment’s completion rate has reached 85%; it is estimated that another three months are needed to perfect the space transformation system.”

Without waiting for the man in the shadow to speak, Mu Cang continued the report, bowing his head.

“As for the strongest mech body mentioned in the plan, the Deity Weapon, our current technology is not sufficient to bypass the level of the Twelve Demon God Machines. The variable defense modules and, most importantly, the propulsion unit are currently at a standstill. According to Dr. Patrick, the breakthrough should lie in the more advanced ancient ruins. Recently, the star map of Mountain Mist has initiated a probe into information from various regions.”

“Hmm, let it be for now. The Thunderhawk of Blue Capital Star, probably the only thing that could interest me… Advice from Purple Jade Star? Heh…”

The man in gold-rimmed glasses slowly straightened up and stepped out.

The shadowy figure in the darkness faded away as well.