After Death, I Became a Superhuman

The blockade outpost was breached again, but no one bothered to deal with the unlucky bodyguard who landed face-first for the third time. Everyone's gaze turned towards the door.

Another unexpected guest had arrived.

A shadow suddenly flashed into the room, like an agile cheetah. The two Sky Eye commissioners near the door were caught off guard and were sent flying, with one of them shattering a chair.

The commissioners quickly responded, immediately dispersing and drawing their guns in preparation to shoot. But the figure didn't even look back, and as he approached, a burst of blue lightning suddenly erupted. The commissioners were instantly sent flying, and electric arcs burst out along the ground and walls.

"An electric ability user..."

Accompanying him, Wei Chuan quickly took action. His arm extended, and a short knife appeared in his hand, swirling into transparent wind blades and striking directly at the figure.

There were very few Transcendents in the Sky Eye who possessed electric abilities, and most Transcendents often had a high degree of autonomy. Therefore, when they temporarily came to meet with members of the Endless Alliance, Wei Chuan was the only accompanying Transcendent.

He released the wind blades, but the figure abruptly stopped, evading the attack. The invisible shockwave almost grazed the person's body, leaving a deep knife mark on the wall.

The person retaliated with a palm strike, and a burst of electric light shot towards Wei Chuan's face. He quickly rolled to avoid it, and the table behind him was shattered.

Taking advantage of the situation, the figure moved forward, heading straight for Liu Yufeng, who was already terrified in the room. He extended his right hand, reaching out in the air, and released a blue electric current between his fingers, capturing Liu Yufeng from a distance and pulling him towards himself.

The person held the pale-faced delinquent boy in his hand, like holding a little chick, and asked ominously, "Where is the formula?"

He wore dark red goggles and a black mask, and only his physique indicated that he was a tall man.

"W-what... what?" Liu Yufeng was scared out of his wits. "I don't know any formula... Are you talking about my homework? I'm sorry, I've never paid attention to what homework is before. I promise to do my homework properly from now on..."

"Your father's formula, don't play dumb."

A strong smell of urine filled the air, as this guy had actually scared himself into wetting his pants.

Wei Chuan unsheathed his knife and flew forward once again. But the figure, without even looking back, unleashed another lightning bolt, forcing him to roll away to avoid it.

Meanwhile, She Miao took advantage of the opportunity and flew forward, launching an attack. This person's skills were quite impressive, effortlessly dodging while holding onto Liu Yufeng.

She Miao's movements were extremely smooth. If one attack missed, he immediately changed his move. With a knife in his right hand and a gun in his left, his combat dagger sliced through the air like a gust of wind, and his silenced pistol fired at opportune moments. His seamless coordination between close combat and shooting was as if he were a warrior and a marksman working together, with impeccable timing and angles in both his techniques and shooting.@@novelbin@@

Since gaining his abilities, She Miao had never slackened off. Every day, he insisted on sparring with the Teletubbies instructor. With the training room's support, he quickly absorbed the skills and experiences of many top-notch predecessors, many of which were essential techniques that even the best teachers in the world couldn't teach.

Wei Chuan, who was watching from the side, was quite amazed.

This Transcendent was obviously still very young, probably in his early twenties at most, and possibly even younger.

It was known that awakening as a Transcendent could grant extraordinary abilities and qualities, but experience and skills couldn't be achieved overnight.

So, to possess such skilled combat abilities and awareness at such a young age, had this Transcendent been receiving combat training since birth?

As a legitimate Transcendent who had come out of the training camp, Wei Chuan believed that he had at least heard of various martial arts styles in the world. But this young Transcendent had used several strange moves that he had never heard of before.

With Wei Chuan's discerning eyes, he could immediately tell that those were quite exquisite moves. There were even a few actions that he couldn't comprehend the essence of at first, and he would have to carefully reflect on them after the battle to fully understand their essence.

The more he understood, the more shocked he felt that there were such high-level combat techniques in the world that he had never heard of before.

What was even more terrifying was that, judging from the physical abilities displayed by this Transcendent, he probably only had a D rank.

Based on the current knowledge of the Endless Alliance, they knew that this organization had the technical support to challenge the supercomputer Sky Eye, had Transcendents like Superman with unknown limits, and had a vast network of the Sky Eye that seemed to know everything. Yet they couldn't find a single clue about this organization...

All of this indicated that this was a deeply rooted and terrifying organization. Therefore, it could be imagined that a young Transcendent like this, who was only on the edge and had only a D rank, should be nothing more than a peripheral character.

Even a young peripheral character like this could learn such extremely advanced unique skills and possess such mature and stable qualities. What kind of monsters would the high-ranking core members of this organization be?

Wei Chuan couldn't even imagine. She Miao's combat skills, which seemed unfathomable to him, had only been practiced for less than half a week, with the instructor being the Teletubbies...

Of course, Wei Chuan didn't forget to move forward and support.

This attacker was also quite skilled, especially as a Transcendent who had come out of a regular training camp, Wei Chuan could clearly sense a familiar aura in his movements, a style similar to a military combat style. Coupled with the opponent's powerful electric ability, it was not easy to defeat him for a moment.

But as the two of them closed in, the attacker finally had to temporarily abandon Liu Yufeng. The three Transcendents fought fiercely in the room, causing chaos. The room was instantly filled with swirling winds, and the electric arcs had turned the sofa, tables, and chairs into charred debris.

When immortals fight, mortals suffer. The Black Dragon boss and his entourage were trembling, unable to move at all.

Seeing that they couldn't break through the two of them for a while, the attacker seemed to be afraid of the night being long and dreams being many. He risked taking a blow and released an electric current to temporarily send Wei Chuan flying, then quickly dashed towards the door.

But She Miao had already anticipated his move. In the instant he was about to escape through the door, She Miao threw a punch from behind, directly hitting the back of the attacker's head.

The person felt the wind behind him and dodged to the side. She Miao followed up with a claw swipe, grabbing the person's face. The person's footsteps paused, and electric currents surged through his body. She Miao's upper body was momentarily shocked by the electricity, and he was forced to be thrown back, but as he retreated, he had already pulled down half of the face mask on the person's face.

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The person instinctively followed the direction of She Miao's arm and spun half a circle, revealing the half of his face that had been hidden under the mask.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, with an unshaven stubble and faint wrinkles on his face. His hollow eyes seemed to reveal a sense of desolation.

In that instant of seeing that face, She Miao was petrified.

It was as if he had been transported back to that year, back to the small house of his childhood, back to being the crying and screaming child, helplessly watching his father disappear into the rainy night.

Never to return again.

Even if ten or twenty years passed, he could never forget that face.

His father, She Duming.