Chapter 1216
An old rival is good
Cui Ming stood atop the ruins, looking down at the frantically thrashing Belokorn. His eyes beneath his helmet remained expressionless, and he said nothing throughout, simply gripping the machine gun in his hand. His aura grew increasingly cold and sharp.
But
Belaukne understood, and Trevor understood—no need for extra words, no need for any preamble, this long-awaited revenge showdown could finally begin!
"Storm One!!!"
Belokorn let out a deafening roar, his crimson eyes completely consumed by hatred. Instantly, all the missile launchers around him activated, their low buzzing echoing throughout the area. The next second, countless missiles rained down on Cui Ming like a storm, densely packed, blotting out the sun. Each missile carried world-destroying power, blasting towards the figure atop the ruins.
And Cui Ming.
There was only silence in response.
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Just as the missiles were about to hit him, Cui Ming moved! Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand, lifted the ordinary machine gun, aimed the muzzle at the incoming missiles, and pulled the trigger without hesitation—"Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!"
Dense gunfire pierced the smoke, bullets streaking towards the missiles like meteors, each bullet hitting its target precisely. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of violent explosions rang out in succession, flames soared into the sky, thick smoke obscured half the sky, shockwaves swept around, the ruins beneath our feet creaked and shattered, and debris flew everywhere.
Everyone was stunned, their mouths slightly agape, forgetting even to breathe—who could have imagined that an ordinary machine gun could so accurately intercept so many incredibly powerful missiles? This was simply beyond the capabilities of a normal person!
But what shocked them even more was yet to come.
After intercepting all the missiles, Cui Ming leaped down from the top of the ruins like an arrow, heading straight for the dozens of meters high Belokorn—the sight of an ordinary human less than two meters tall actively charging towards the enormous, ferocious super beast was shocking enough.
Seeing this, Belokorn roared and swung its massive claws, creating a whistling sound as it slammed them down towards Cui Ming. The air seemed to tear apart where the claws passed, and deep furrows were carved into the ground. But Cui Ming was incredibly agile, dodging the attack like a ghost. In the instant he avoided the claws, he raised his hand and slammed his machine gun down on Belokorn's claws. With a crisp "clang," Belokorn's massive body was sent staggering, a deep gash appearing on its claws.
"Roar—" Belokorn roared in fury, spewing forth a torrent of flames that surged towards Cui Ming like a fire dragon. Wherever it passed, ruins were instantly ignited, flames shooting into the sky. Cui Ming leaped into the air, dodging the flames, and simultaneously drew another weapon from his waist, stabbing it viciously into Belokorn's chest wound—the spot where it had been hit by the spherical grenade launcher, its weak point. With a "splatter," the weapon pierced Belokorn's wound, thick, tar-like fluid gushing out. Belokorn let out a shrill roar, its massive body shaking violently, trying to throw Cui Ming off.
But Cui Ming gripped the weapon tightly, used the momentum to leap onto the top of Belaukun's head, and raised his hand to fire wildly at its eyes with the machine gun. Every bullet hit its mark accurately. Belaukun roared in pain, wildly waving its limbs and stomping on the ground. The entire area trembled violently, building ruins were blown away, and dust billowed. The scene was so grand that it was suffocating.
Kaworu Nagisa, inside the cage, stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief; Gendo Ikari and the mastermind behind the scenes at NERV headquarters stared at the monitor screen, their faces ashen, utterly speechless.
No one could imagine that an ordinary human could fight a super beast tens of meters tall to a standstill, and even gain the upper hand! This completely overturned everyone's understanding and shattered their worldview—just what kind of monster is Cui Ming? This is a combat ability that no human could possibly possess!
On the battlefield, gunshots, explosions, and the roars of Belokorn mingled together. Fire and smoke enveloped the entire area. Cui Ming's figure moved nimbly around Belokorn's massive body. Every attack was precise and ruthless, and every dodge was calm and efficient. This battle between humans and super beasts shocked everyone present.
Gunshots and explosions were deafening, and thick smoke obscured half the sky. Cui Ming's figure moved nimbly around Belokorn's massive body like a ghost. Every attack was precise and ruthless, each move deadly. Every dodge was calm and efficient, without any hesitation. His overwhelming and powerful aura left all the spectators dumbfounded, afraid to even breathe, and they even subconsciously held their breath.
Inside the cage, Kaworu gripped the cold bars tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with disbelief and shock. In his mind, he couldn't help but scream: Although he had long known that Choi Myung was not a normal person, exuding a strange and powerful aura of oppression, who the hell would have thought that he was this strong in his human form?! This completely shattered his understanding of "powerful".
The super beast Belokron, standing tens of meters tall, was ferocious and incredibly destructive. Every swing of its claws and every missile it fired created a gust of wind and blasted up a field of ruins. Even other apostles, who risked their lives, might not have been able to contend with it. Yet Cui Ming, fighting it with the physique of an ordinary human, was able to hold his own and even gain the upper hand. This level of strength was beyond Cui Ming's comprehension. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and secretly rejoiced—thankfully, he hadn't dared to confront it head-on, or he would have been cannon fodder by now, leaving not even ashes.
Meanwhile, at another secluded vantage point, Shinji Ikari clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his gaze fixed on the dazzling figure in the center of the battlefield. His eyes were filled with admiration and genuine emotion as he silently thought: "As expected of Mr. Choi, he's amazing. Compared to that pretentious eunuch Rokubun Gigendo, he's a hundred or even a thousand times better!"
That bastard Sextant only knows how to hide behind the scenes and plot against others. He only knows how to use his mother's name to kidnap and manipulate him. Besides being cunning and pretentious, he has no real skills. On the other hand, Mr. Cui Ming is obviously ridiculously strong, but he never deliberately shows off. He only speaks with his solid strength. He is calm and decisive. This is the real strongman. This is what he has always wanted to become. This is the goal he is striving to catch up with.
The clamor of the battlefield continued, the duel between Cui Ming and Belial grew increasingly fierce, and Kaworu's shock and Shinji Ikari's感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep feelings) intensified with this breathtaking battle. The surrounding air, besides the smell of gunpowder, was filled with a profound awe of Cui Ming's strength. (End of Chapter)