Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution - Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Chapter 349: Who Consumes Whom?

Lin Shen’s consumption far exceeded that of Ximen Swordsman, but he did not care.

Ximen Swordsman wanted to drain him, and he wanted to drain Ximen Swordsman just as much.

Leveraging strength to transform it into power might be effortless, but it ultimately required some expenditure of strength and stamina.

If Ximen Swordsman were facing someone other than Lin Shen, exchanging a small fraction of his own fighting capacity for an enemy’s that was dozens of times greater would indeed ensure a stable victory.

However, Lin Shen was willing to trade dozens of times his own battle damage for Ximen Swordsman’s minor losses. Lin Shen could withstand the loss several dozen times over, but it was not certain that Ximen Swordsman could hold out to the end.

Lin Shen’s strategy was based on profound foundational strength and great endurance.

As the two fought fiercely, the onlookers saw Lin Shen relentlessly utilizing Tidal Fist Power, extravagantly expending his strength with no seemingly clever winning moves, and everyone felt that the outcome of the battle was likely already decided.

Initially, Tian Xun thought that after a similar amount of time, Lin Shen would start using his real power. But after waiting and waiting, he noticed that Lin Shen was still wasting his strength, slightly surprised.

“Lin Shen, what are you doing? Show your true strength already,” Tian Xin couldn’t help but shout towards Lin Shen in the midst of battle.

Ximen Swordsman, hearing Tian Xin’s words, chuckled to himself. He of course knew Lin Shen was not giving his all and still had hidden tricks.

That wasn’t important. Lin Shen had hidden skills, but so did he. Using skills later on, he felt he would not lose to Lin Shen.

Now that Lin Shen wasn’t using his skills, he was of course happy with the current state of things and wouldn’t expose his trump card voluntarily. After all, it would definitely be Lin Shen who would suffer from the drawn-out fight.

Everyone held this mindset when watching the battle, but as time ticked away, Lin Shen’s persistence began to exceed their expectations, with his Fist Power remaining as strong and surging as ever.

“Hey, his power recovery skill is quite strong. After so long, he can still hold on,” Chi Xiong couldn’t help but say.

“Indeed, he has impressive endurance. Even if his strength can recover, his physical stamina and durability can’t be fully restored. After a long time, even with strong recovery abilities, he will start to feel weak,” Chi 118 said.

Time slowly passed, and after more time, even An 117 couldn’t help but say, “Lin Shen’s endurance is a bit strange. He’s not planning to wage a war of attrition with Ximen Swordsman, is he?”

“That’s unlikely, right? Ximen Swordsman only used a fraction of his strength, while Lin Shen’s consumption is dozens to hundreds of times greater. Can you fight a war of attrition like that?” Chi 118 looked increasingly puzzled.

As more time passed, everyone saw that Lin Shen was still full of vigor, throwing punch after punch with no sign of stopping.

By this point, everyone had begun to wonder, and Tian Xin’s expression turned complex as he thought, “Damn, how can this guy last so long? He’s like… like… that unwavering…”

As Tian Xin was contemplating, his mind recalled an unclean image that made him feel inferior and forced him to use a urinal two spaces away, making his face turn unnaturally.

After seven to eight hours had passed, even Ximen Swordsman in the midst of battle realized that Lin Shen intended to fight a war of attrition with him.

Ximen Swordsman felt resentful, “How can you justify waging a war of attrition with such reckless consumption? If that’s how you want to play, I’ll stay with you to the end. I refuse to believe that with such tactics, I can lose.”

Ximen Swordsman stared coldly at Lin Shen, his body moving as if he were a phoenix soaring through the Nine Heavens or a furious dragon in a stormy sea, gliding effortlessly through Lin Shen’s surging Tidal Fist Power.

Tian Xun and the others originally thought that the fight would quickly result in a victor, but after waiting for such a long time, it was still ongoing without any sign of determining a winner.

Their estimated end time was repeatedly broken, and they had no choice but to continue watching patiently.

Once the battle exceeded twenty hours, even Chi 118 and An 117’s expressions changed.

“Is this guy a machine? How can a carbon-based body sustain such intense fighting for so long?” Chi 118 couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Even a machine would overheat and wear out under such continuous, intense operation. This person’s endurance is truly astonishing. Tian Xun, congratulations on finding such a special talent,” An 117 exclaimed.

“It’s just slightly more tenacious than the average person, nothing special,” Tian Xun said, though the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled upward uncontrollably.

“I’ve seen people who can endure, but never someone who can consume like this, facing tens or hundreds of times more battle damage than others and still carry on. Is this even a tactic a human can pull off?” Tian Xin’s eyes were red with envy.

Regardless of whether Lin Shen could win this battle, just his profound foundations alone were enough to earn considerable respect.

Ximen Swordsman began to feel something was off as he started to feel fatigued while Lin Shen’s Fist Power showed no signs of waning.

“This guy… this guy… Is he even human?” The once confident Ximen Swordsman’s belief was beginning to waiver.

He thought he was wearing down Lin Shen, but suddenly he found that he seemed to be the one being drained. Who could withstand that?

When more than thirty hours passed, Ximen Swordsman’s movements began to deform significantly; his ability to use leverage was no longer perfect, and his flaws were beginning to show.

But Lin Shen did not seize the opportunity to attack his vulnerabilities; he continued the war of attrition.

By then, everyone clearly understood that from the moment Lin Shen used Tidal Fist Power, he planned to engage Ximen Swordsman in a battle of endurance.

The expressions on Chi 118, An 117, and the others were quite a spectacle, completely contrary to their initial assumptions.

The one they thought would be drained had become the winner. Ximen Swordsman was evidently fatigued, but Lin Shen remained consistent as ever.

By this stage, it was too late for Ximen Swordsman to fight desperately. His physical and endurance levels had evidently become problematic.

Even if he wanted to fight desperately, Lin Shen would not give him the chance.

Unlike Lin Shen, the path Ximen Swordsman chose ensured that it would be difficult for him to take the initiative; he couldn’t just decide to fight desperately when he wanted to.

Lin Shen, like a Perpetual Motion machine, continued to throw punch after punch. Now, each of Lin Shen’s strikes, though seemingly ineffective, conveyed a terrifying sense of pressure.

Even the most ordinary things, when persisted beyond the psychological expectation of the average person, slowly become incredible over time.

The likelihood of Ximen Swordsman’s movements deforming continued to rise, and the severity of the deformations was evident; he was truly tired.

Yet, Lin Shen still did not launch the final attack, maintaining his stable output.

This relentless pressure was even more psychologically damaging to Ximen Swordsman than a direct defeat, almost making him believe that Lin Shen could not be beaten.

“This battle, we’ve lost,” An 117 suddenly spoke up, interrupting the fight and conceding defeat.