Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 418: Eliminate Crisis on April 19th

Chapter 418: Eliminate Crisis on April 19th

Edward finished the fight with a fierce strike and seemed to be the final victor.

This was not only Edward’s own belief, but even Mu Zhige felt disheartened in his heart. At the moment, no one could stand against the opponent, and he found himself in the worst situation.

"Today, I am going to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. This person is meddling in my affairs without knowing whether they’re alive or dead. I will slowly dismember him into a million pieces. As for you, you can either continue to be stubborn, or tell me the truth. If I am satisfied with your answer, I won’t touch your sister. However, if I don’t hear what I want to hear, I think it won’t draw anyone’s attention if a few people go missing on this cruise ship—especially if they disappear into the vast ocean," Edward laughed heartily.

Now that he held the lives of others in his hands, even if Mu Zhige was a member of the Dragon Group, it would not help. Edward was not afraid of the Dragon Group at all, especially since he would not enter Huaxia, and thus had no need to worry about the Dragon Group.

"I’ve said it before; I don’t know where he went. If you want to harm my sister, you’ll have to step over my dead body. Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I’ll make sure to bite off a chunk of your flesh," Mu Zhige’s face showed a fierce determination. For a person usually known for his calm demeanor to be provoked to this extent, it showed that once a person reaches an extreme, they can instill fear even if they’re just an ordinary person.

This is the power of anger, which can make a person incredibly terrifying.

"It seems you’re still being stubborn. Well then, bring me the pieces to feed to the fish, then I’ll deal with you," Edward prepared to move. He wanted to kill Ye Qiu first, torture him to death, and then deal with Mu Zhige.

Mu Zhige clenched his fists. At this moment, he could neither avoid nor dare escape, because even if he did, his sister Mu Wanqing wouldn’t be able to leave either.

Just as Mu Zhige was nearing despair, his gaze suddenly shifted, catching a glimpse of the unmoving Ye Qiu behind Edward moving.

With Mu Zhige’s astonishment, Edward also turned around, his pupils dilating, for he clearly saw that the five wounds on his right hand had shattered like a mirror and turned to dust.

What is this?

Edward couldn’t imagine why such a scene would occur. Could it be that his previous attacks hadn’t harmed Ye Qiu at all?

What defense could be so formidable that it had fooled even him?

Even though Edward was reluctant to acknowledge the strength of a Huaxia martial arts expert, at this moment he could not help but take Ye Qiu’s skills seriously.

This defensive technique was nothing short of extraordinary.

Looking at the injured Ye Qiu, there seemed to be a protective layer in front of him. Upon closer inspection, it was a white shield; this protective force, which at first had the same color as his skin, began to disappear gradually with his attacks. Starting with the initial cracks until it turned to glimmering points, the shield lasted less than three minutes.

Ye Qiu twisted his neck and took a step forward. Under the shocked gazes of the two men, he revealed his pearly white teeth and crisply said, "Is this your trump card?"

The question aimed squarely at Edward. Finally, Ye Qiu’s gaze also landed on him, his eyes seemingly mocking and smiling.

Edward’s palm trembled. The disdain, mockery, and faint disappointment in Ye Qiu’s tone all felt like a slap on his face.

"Hmph, no wonder I couldn’t kill you. Is this the power of you people from the East’s Huaxia? I don’t believe you can withstand several of my killing moves," Edward smiled rather than getting angry. He maintained his composure, his rage not erupting in fury. When martial arts reach a certain level, the mind will unconsciously comprehend and understand that a battle between experts is not just a contest of physical strength but also a psychological one.

The mind determines the fighting spirit, the will, and the momentum. Once the mind weakens, the momentum quickly falls, and even if a person has the strength, they cannot use it to their full potential, making it highly possible to lose to an opponent of a lesser realm.

"Hehe... with just your strength, you think you can hurt me? You might as well try with your right hand and see if it can injure me," Ye Qiu said dismissively.

"This is you seeking death. To date, no more than five people have seen it and lived,"

"Then I’ll be the sixth!" Ye Qiu declared confidently and loudly.

"Arrogant. You’ll soon realize that being overconfident sometimes leads to your own downfall," Edward said, and without further concealment, he reached out with his right hand.

It wasn’t until then that Mu Zhige got a clear look at what those hands were like.

Metallic white, resembling pairs of scissors attached to the wrist, big and small, exactly five in total, just like the five fingers on a hand.

Scissor Hands!

That was the legendary Scissor Hands! Mu Zhige had heard the rumors that the most terrifying thing about Edward wasn’t his punches or kicks, but that right hand of his.

That Scissor Hand of his could cut through mountains and rocks, slice through iron as if it was mud, and was capable of trimming flowers, pruning trees, and picking apart people’s sinews and bones.

A hand of iron, capable of being heavy or light, seamlessly transitioning between two forms, boasting astonishing killing power; with not less than eighty, if not eight hundred, dead from his Scissor Hands!

Edward openly used his strongest trump card, while Ye Qiu was unarmed; Mu Zhige was most worried about whether Ye Qiu could withstand his opponent.

Suddenly, as a gust of sea breeze arose, both men made their move. Amidst the soft wind and gentle waves that struck the hull, the sounds of their clash merged into the rhythm, thudding away...

This was an exceedingly splendid fight.

Edward brought his Scissor Hands to the limit, several times nearly slicing into Ye Qiu’s vital points and almost costing him his life, while Ye Qiu fought simply with punches and kicks, straightforward and direct. Although he was mostly on the defensive during the fight, he couldn’t help but secretly admire Edward.

A Westerner, not even at the True Qi realm, was able to fight him to a standstill with just a pair of Scissor Hands. No wonder he was so disdainful of others; with this level of strength, he could hold his own even against the top ten formidable figures.

Ye Qiu swung his arms and stretched out his fist, turning his five fingers into an open palm and spreading them apart, relaxing his hand.

The two stood opposite each other, Edward with a stern look. Having fought for so long, his Scissor Hands still hadn’t defeated his opponent, which led to a bad premonition stirring in his heart. From the beginning to the end, he hadn’t seen Ye Qiu use any astonishing techniques; it seemed he had always been countering with ordinary moves.

"It’s getting late; time to end this," Ye Qiu said as he rubbed his wrists, his eyes transitioning from a light smile to seriousness. Edward then felt a difference in Ye Qiu.

"This aura..."

Edward forgot to counterattack and could only rely on instinct to fend off Ye Qiu’s punch, which appeared very slow.

Thud!

Edward was struck in the chest by Ye Qiu’s punch, blasted directly, driving Edward into the steel plating of the ground. At that moment, the entire cruise ship shook due to Ye Qiu’s strike, causing the men and women at the party to look out the windows in puzzlement. What was that shake just now?