Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution

Kristin's frenzy of slashes sent wave after wave of black crescent blade glows flying towards Lin Shen.

Lin Shen reached out, and a myriad of light swords flew back to him, reassembling into a Light Feather Fan resembling a peacock's display.

The Light Feather Fan spun rapidly, like a massive wheel of light standing guard in front of Lin Shen.

Each crescent blade glow that struck the wheel of light was rebuffed, veering off course and flying in other directions.

As Kristin charged forward, he rapidly unleashed crescent blade glows, countless edges slashing against the wheel of light, only to be repelled each time.

Electric sparks flashed, thunder roared, and amidst the howling wind, the crescent blade glows collided with the wheel of light in a frenzy, sparking and scattering light in all directions.

The spectators were captivated by the sight, such a grand battle was almost impossible to witness at the Ascension Level.

Kristin had already rushed up to Lin Shen, gripping his sword in both hands to madly hack down at the wheel of light, while Lin Shen grasped the center of the wheel, which instantly transformed into a Light Sword to clash hard against Kristin's attack.

Crack!

The light feather blade of the Light Sword was actually shattered by Kristin's single strike, with the force of the blade still cutting towards Lin Shen's body like a swift wind.

Lin Shen's body suddenly jolted backward, his movements bizarre, his speed unbelievably fast, as he miraculously dodged the slash that had almost grazed his face.

Kristin continued his charge with sword in hand, his body emitting an eerie pink mist, his strength constantly increasing, and his sword strikes getting faster and faster.

As Lin Shen retreated, he waved the Folding Fan, which again produced light feathers, but each time it clashed head-on with Kristin's Sword Artifact, the feathers were sliced apart.

Lin Shen could only retreat while fighting, his backward speed was, in fact, faster than Kristin's forward charge.

"That Lin Shen's movement technique is so weird, his speed moving backward is actually faster than running forward," Tia said in amazement.

"Hmph, that's a secret movement technique called Shrimp Slide, a unique skill of Tian from the Celestial Race named An 6. Most people in the world only practice moving forward, but An 6 studied how to retreat. With Shrimp Slide and another lateral movement secret skill called Crab Step, he once dominated his peers, unbeatable at the same level. He jokingly referred to these skills as 'Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals'. He didn't even pass them to his own An Family; I'm surprised he actually taught them to Lin Shen," Catherine explained with extensive knowledge, even aware of An 6's 'Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals'.

By relying on the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals movement technique, Lin Shen dodged all of Kristin's attacks, but Gristin's strength and speed continued to climb rapidly, and it was unknown what skill he had used that seemed to allow him to enhance his power without limit.

Lin Shen knew this couldn't continue; he had attempted to pierce Kristin's acupuncture point with the Light Sword earlier, but had failed to inflict serious injury.

This indicated that while the acupuncture points were Kristin's weakness, his self-healing ability could compensate for this, so unless the points were precisely hit, inflicting severe damage on him would not be easy.

Realizing this, Lin Shen suddenly retracted his Folding Fan and decided to meet Kristin with fist techniques, looking for an opportunity to apply Finger Sand and hit Kristin's acupuncture points.

This man's combat prowess was stronger than Lin Shen had imagined, and he seemed utterly unaware of what fear was, unfazed by blades and swords on his body, his will unshakable.

Lin Shen unleashed a barrage of Surfing Fists, while Kristin continued his assault with crescent blade glows. Fist Power and blade glows exploded upon collision in mid-air, sending shockwaves that pushed both combatants several steps backward.

Fist Power and blade glows continuously clashed in mid-air, keeping the two from closing in, forcing them to bomb each other from a distance.

"Is Lin Shen really okay with this? His Spatial Fist Power must be very draining, right? He struggled to maintain his Carapace due to severe exhaustion during his fight with Hong Xin," Ye Yuzhen observed to an elder man fishing by the river on an ancient planet.

The fisherman kneaded his bait while replying, "Why do you care about his life or death? I've seen that kid and even taught him a few tricks, but alas, he's too dim-witted to learn them, has no chance of accomplishing anything significant."

"Grandfather, regardless, he's also a fellow Human, participating in the species ranking battle for the honor of our race; how can you speak of him like that?" Ye Yuzhen retorted, somewhat angrily.

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"Something's off!" Yi Jingren suddenly said.

"What's off? Is Lin Shen in danger?" Ye Yuzhen instantly became somewhat anxious.

"I mean you're off. When have I ever seen you care so much about someone? Do you have some kind of relationship with that kid?" Yi Jingren turned his head, squinting and sizing her up with a smirk.

"Mind your own business," Ye Yuzhen said, her cheeks slightly flushed, huffily turning her head aside.

"I can mind my own business about other things, but if you're going to find a man, he must be someone who can inherit my skills; otherwise, my life's work would go to waste. That kid is too dumb for sure, he's definitely not suitable," Yi Jingren declared bluntly.

"Grandpa, are you blind? What's dumb about him? Didn't you see how amazing he is? What kind of successor are you looking for that could be better than him?" Ye Yuzhen pouted as she spoke.

"My eyesight is very good. His Spatial Fist Power consumes an enormous amount of strength, and the kid with the sword, his Sword Artifact's glow comes from the sword's own strength. In a little while, when he runs out of energy, I'm afraid he'll be at the mercy of others," Yi Jingren said with a hey-hey laugh.

Hearing this, Ye Yuzhen did not get upset but actually laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Yi Jingren asked, puzzled as he looked at Ye Yuzhen.

"Grandpa, you probably don't know, but back on our home planet, Lin Shen actually had a very famous nickname. Guess what it was?" Ye Yuzhen said mysteriously.

"How would I know his nickname?" Yi Jingren pulled up his fishing rod, but although there was no fish, the bait was gone.

"His nickname was Perpetual Motion Tian," Ye Yuzhen said proudly.

"Psh, what a culturally bereft nickname. He didn't go to school, did he?" Yi Jingren said disdainfully.

"Grandpa, since you look down on him so much, let's make a bet. If he runs out of energy before Kristin, I'll listen to you and find a grandson-in-law who can inherit the skills. Otherwise, you help me convince my mom to butt out of my business, how about that?" Ye Yuzhen blinked, saying this as preparation for this very moment.

"Okay, keep waiting for me here, I'm not falling for that," Yi Jingren said, looking quite at ease.

"So, you're admitting that your judgment is no good, and all that talk about Lin Shen being unsuitable was just babbling nonsense?" Ye Yuzhen said coolly and slowly.

"Provocation tactics are my castoffs. Your little routine won't work on me, but I'll give you a chance purely for your own good, to get this notion out of your head for once. I'll take this bet with you."

"It's a deal," Ye Yuzhen was overjoyed.

"Don't rush, we can make the bet, but we need to change the terms. If he can beat Kristin, I'll handle it with your mother," Yi Jingren interrupted Ye Yuzhen.

"Grandpa, how can you back out like that?" Ye Yuzhen suddenly felt a bit troubled.

Kristin was just too strong; she was not certain that Lin Shen would win.

"If you don't bet, then forget it. It's not like I'm the one asking you for something," Yi Jingren said indifferently.

"Grandpa..." Ye Yuzhen cajoled Yi Jingren by massaging his shoulders.

"Are we betting or not?" Yi Jingren was completely unmoved.

"We bet," Ye Yuzhen said, huffing and letting go, no longer massaging his back.

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