Kryptonian: Man of Steel

Just as the two were fighting inextricably, on the other side, No. 18 from the future and No. 18 from the main time and space quickly entered a fighting state.

Different from the fierceness of No. 17, the fighting of No. 18 is more delicate and elegant.

Their bodies are as light as swallows, and every jump and turn is like drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Future No. 18 is wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform that outlines her figure.

There was a kind of cold beauty in her eyes, as if she wanted to freeze all obstacles in her cold gaze.

No. 18 in the main time and space looks more gentle. Although her battle uniform is tight, it has a bit more soft lines.

The battle is about to break out. Future No. 18 is as light as a swallow, and every jump and turn is like drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Her movements were agile and precise, and each attack was perfectly timed to avoid the defense of Main Spacetime No. 18, while at the same time she lost no time in launching a counterattack.

Her punches are soft and powerful, as if they can penetrate all obstacles and hit the opponent's vital points directly.

Main Spacetime No. 18 appears to be more leisurely.

She overcomes strength with softness, and every defense was just right to neutralize the attack of No. 18 in the future. Her figure seemed to be integrated with the air, and every move she made was like walking in the void.

Her boxing techniques are equally gentle and powerful, but incorporate more of the delicacy and softness of women, as if she is having a spiritual dialogue with Future No. 18.

At this moment, something unexpected happened on the other side of the battlefield.

Main Spacetime No. 17 suddenly disappeared, and then appeared directly in front of Future No. 17.

Future No. 17 did not see how Main Time and Space No. 17 moved over at all. He just saw Main Time and Space No. 17 suddenly appear, and immediately raised his hand to attack.

Although his counterattack was hasty, it was very powerful, and his fist hit Main Spacetime No. 17 with the sound of howling wind.

However, Main Spacetime No. 17 just stretched out a finger and gently touched the fist of Future No. 17.

At this time, Future No. 17 showed a surprised expression. He looked at Main Time No. 17 in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

However, before he could be surprised for a moment, with a "tear" sound the next second, one of Future No. 17's arms flew out directly.

His face was instantly filled with an expression of pain and humiliation. He looked down at his broken arm in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe it was real.

Future No. 17 did not see how Main Spacetime No. 17 took action at all, as there seemed to be no attack trajectory at all. But Main Spacetime No. 17 didn't use any moves. All he really had was a sword strike with his right hand.

His movements were as fast as lightning and his strength was extremely powerful. Future No. 17 had no time to react and had already lost an arm.

This attack is simple and direct, but full of powerful power.

"It's... so weak."

Main Spacetime No. 17 sighed, his tone full of helplessness and disappointment. He watched Future No. 17 fall to the ground in pain, a trace of sympathy and mercy flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you so much better than me?"

Future No. 17's voice was weak and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Androids are painless. He didn't feel any physical pain, he just felt a deeper sense of humiliation and unwillingness.

On his face was a complex expression of humiliation, anger and despair, as if he couldn't believe that he could be defeated so miserably and completely.

When Main Spacetime No. 17 heard this, a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both pride in his own strength and confidence in his destiny.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of pride in his voice: "Maybe it's because I underwent a Saiyan transformation."

"Saiyan transformation? What is that?"

Future No. 17 was stunned when he heard this, his face was full of confusion and confusion.

This term was completely unfamiliar to him, like a message from another world that he couldn't digest for a while.

He knew about Saiyans, but he didn't know about Saiyan transformation.

"Upgraded by merging Saiyan genes with mine."

Main Spacetime No. 17 explained patiently, his eyes shining with desire and awe for the unknown power.

"We were originally artificial humans, limited by programs and technology, and unable to grow infinitely like real life forms. However, when Saiyan genes were implanted, everything changed. Saiyan genes have amazing The potential and adaptability allow me to explode with unprecedented strength in a short period of time. As long as I exercise a little, I can quickly increase my strength. Moreover, I am also equipped with an infinite energy device, which makes my strength almost unlimited. ”

"So, my current strength is at least fifty times that of yours."

Having said this, Main Spacetime No. 17 paused, seemingly observing the reaction of Future No. 17.

As for Future No. 17, he was completely occupied by shock at this moment. His mind went blank, leaving only the words of Main Spacetime No. 17 echoing in his ears.

"Fifty times stronger than me? Or at least?"

This thought was like a bolt from the blue, making him almost unable to breathe.

"I don't believe it!"

Future No. 17 suddenly roared, his remaining hand clenched into a fist, and with the last bit of stubbornness and unwillingness, he swung at Main Time No. 17.

However, this attack seemed as weak as a child's play to No. 17 in the main time and space.

He easily blocked the attack with one hand, without even changing his standing position.

"Bang!"

Then, No. 17 in the future felt a strong force coming from his abdomen, and he was kicked so hard that he was bent like a shrimp, almost vomiting his internal organs.

His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

No. 17 in the main time and space slowly walked in front of him, squatted down, and looked at him with an almost pitying look: "Surrender, after all, you are the future me, I don't want to be too harsh on myself."

In his tone, there was both confidence in victory and helplessness about the fate of No. 17 in the future.

"Damn it!"

No. 17 in the future struggled to stand up, but his body no longer allowed him to do so.

His nose and mouth were bleeding, his face was covered with dirt and sweat, and he looked extremely embarrassed. His eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, but more of despair for the future.

"Why? Why did it become like this?"

He murmured to himself, as if he was questioning fate, or looking for an answer.

Being beaten to his knees by his past self, such an absurd thing actually happened!

The tragic situation of Future No. 17 also changed the battle of Future No. 18.