Oda's heart was racing, each attack gathering all his strength and spirit. Facing Adam's almost insane adaptability and reaction speed, Oda felt unprecedented pressure. This battle had transcended the ordinary, becoming an ultimate challenge of mind, body, and technique. Oda knew clearly that he was on the edge of the Sandevistan System's capabilities, and every second extended was a gamble with his life.
In this situation, Oda felt an unprecedented calm and determination surging within him. He knew that if he couldn't deliver a decisive blow to Adam in the next moment, endless darkness awaited him. At that moment, all of Oda's training, all his combat experience, and even his will to live were concentrated in the weapon in his hand.
Oda silently repeated to himself, "This is for Hanako, for Takemura, and for my own beliefs." His gaze was firm, and all his strength gathered to the extreme, preparing to unleash the most powerful strike of his life. This was not just a challenge to Adam, but also a challenge to his own limits. At this decisive moment, Oda released all his power, and the sword in his hand, like lightning traveling through time and space, aimed straight at Adam's core.
The blade of Oda's short knife carried an undeniable sharpness as it headed straight for Adam's core. This strike brought together all of Oda's ninja training and his desire for the future, with every ounce of strength poured into this single blow. And as the moment of contact between the short knife and Adam's core approached, Oda utilized the reactive force of the wind, demonstrating his extraordinary agility and completing an almost perfect backflip, creating a safe distance between himself and Adam.
With the blessing of the Sandevistan System, this duel, which transcended the understanding of ordinary people, actually occurred in an extremely short period of time. When both individuals exited this special state and returned to normal time flow, external observers found it difficult to capture the details of their movements, only able to sense the tension in the air and the intensity of the scene in an instant.
At this moment, the silence of the scene seemed to be prolonged, and all eyes were focused on these two warriors. Oda's movements appeared particularly clear, with every breath and every drop of sweat proving the reality of it all. As for Adam, the seemingly invincible presence, in this instant, he also seemed to sense the threat from Oda, this indomitable warrior.
In the wreckage of Night City, an unprecedented showdown reached its climax. Adam, once considered invincible cyber warrior, now bore the marks of Oda's swords all over his exterior. These marks were not just physical wounds, but a challenge to his long-held belief in his unbeatable status. Oda, with his mask discarded, exposed his face to the cold wind, every breath a gamble with death. Blood flowed from his nose, dripping onto the dusty ground, his eyes, bloodshot but resolute.
At this moment, Arasaka soldiers stood closely beside Oda, their weapons aimed at Adam, creating a tense atmosphere that enveloped the entire battlefield. Each person's breath became heavy, as if even the dust in the air had solidified. This was not just a fight to the death, but a choice that would determine the fate of Night City.
Adam and Oda's distance seems to be more than just a few meters, it seems to have crossed the beliefs, history, and destiny between the two. Oda's eyes show both fatigue and a firm expectation for the outcome of this battle, while Adam is evaluating the opponent in front of him who can make him feel threatened. The atmosphere on the battlefield is heavy to the extreme, like the oppressive feeling before a storm, everyone is waiting for that moment to arrive.
On the battlefield, Adam's laughter is sharp and evil, full of provocation and arrogance. He looks down at the marks left by Oda's sword, as if each scratch is mocking the other's efforts. "Haha, Oda, it seems Takemura trained you quite well..." Adam's voice is filled with contempt and provocation, every word is like a dart thrown at Oda's soul.
"Unfortunately, if that old man Takemura were still around, could he have brought me even more joy?" Adam mentioned Takemura with complete disregard, clearly aiming to provoke Oda and fuel his anger. "Oh, I forgot, he's already dead, at my hands. Pitiful weaklings, not even a decent challenge left for me, unlike you, at least you manage to pique my interest a little."
Every word from Adam was filled with extreme disrespect and contempt towards Oda and Takemura. His maniacal laughter echoed on the battlefield, saturating the air with his madness and evil aura. There was no respect for life in his eyes, only a desire for destruction and provocation. Adam seemed like a demon risen from hell, relishing in every life-and-death struggle, every drop of blood. In this frenzy, Adam found his purpose - to destroy everything, until the end.
Oda's figure appeared particularly lonely on the battlefield, facing Adam's provocation and taunting, he showed no signs of fear. Clenching his weapon in anger, his eyes flashed with uncontrollable rage towards Adam. Just as he was about to retaliate, Oda suddenly raised his hand. Though his hand trembled, his eyes revealed a resolute and firm determination.
In a calm voice that only a warrior could understand, Oda said to v, "Step back, v. Now is not the time to talk." His voice, though low, was unusually clear amidst the chaos of the battlefield. There was no hint of retreat in Oda's eyes, as if he had already prepared for the final battle.
Looking at Oda, the anger in his eyes slowly subsided. Although he still felt a surge of anger inside, he understood that now was not the time for internal strife. Every word and provocation from Adam was just part of his crazy game, only serving to plunge them deeper into chaos.
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