Chapter 463: Crushing Star With Bare Hands?! Are There Really Experts Like This Among the Galaxy Rangers?
Penacony.
At Galaxy Ranger bar.
Boothill and Rappa placed their money on the table, preparing to leave.
The Slumbernana Monkey Academician from the AtaviSearch Forest had laid all its cards on the table.
It was definitely going to cause trouble in Penacony next!
What those mad scientists did was rarely simple destruction—it was usually an even greater atrocity against humanity!
The two sides were utterly irreconcilable!
Boothill was already thinking to himself: once he caught the Academician's real body, what kind of torture should he use to force out the whereabouts of Dr. Primitive?
Just then.
Rappa suddenly asked, "Lord Silvergun Shura, this one is exceedingly curious about a certain matter!"
"Huh? What's up?"
"If Lord Silvergun Shura and the Sword-Wielding Ninja were to engage in a Ninja Duel, what would be the outcome?"
Boothill paused for a moment. "You mean me fighting Yanqing?"
"Fudge…"
"Is that even a question?"
"No matter how capable Yanqing is, he's just a kid on the Xianzhou Luofu who hasn't fully grown up yet!"
"And me, your Brother Shura, have fought north and south, showing immense love and passion, carving out a legendary reputation across the galaxy!"
"How could that kid possibly be my match?"
"Making me fight him is practically bullying."
Boothill put one hand on his hip, brimful of confidence.
His nose was almost pointing to the sky.
Rappa nodded, lost in thought.
"Alright, stop daydreaming. Let's get moving," Boothill chuckled, urging her along.
However…
Following Rappa's gaze, the smile on his face instantly vanished.
On the live broadcast on the television screen…
He himself had actually appeared on screen again!
And it was on the martial arts arena stage!
He had thought that after defeating Luka, his role would be over.
After all, he had already had his fair share of highlight moments during the previous Penacony storyline.
Now…
He still had more screen time?
"Oh, fudge me, I completely forgot."
"Defeating Luka meant I advanced to the next round myself."
"According to the rules of this tournament, unless I forfeit on my own, there would definitely be subsequent battles."
Rappa stood up and said, "I am fully prepared. The Ninja Hunt Operation can commence!"
Boothill immediately pressed Rappa back down into her seat.
"No rush, no rush."
"We don't have any concrete clues right now anyway, and searching other Dreamscapes would just be looking for a needle in a haystack."
"Why not finish watching this segment? See how I, Boothill, publicly defeat Yanqing, utterly humiliate the IPC cuties at the awards ceremony, and then make a cool exit."
Boothill crossed his arms, a face full of excitement.
At that moment, the commentator's voice came through the TV.
"What an intense battle! If my hands could sweat, they'd be dripping wet right now!"
"But strangely, why did Mr. Boothill suddenly holster his gun and forfeit the match?"
"Could it be out of fear of Yanqing's blade, or is the IPC's wanted banner hanging over his head, forcing him to pull away?"
"Regardless, let us announce the winner of this match—the defending swordsman from the host Xianzhou Luofu, Contestant Yanqing!"
The bullet screen was also rolling wildly!
…
"Huh?"
"Old Bo actually lost?"
"Boothill couldn't defeat Yanqing?"
"Yanqing won again? Is this right?"
"Boothill: The opponent locked his weakness, fudge, how am I supposed to fight that!"
"Saving ultimate attacks to break the sword formation's weakness one by one is truly a prison sentence."
"Yanqing: I can lock weaknesses. Boothill / Firefly: Tsk."
…
On the arena stage.
Boothill sighed, "Fudge my legs, that kid is ridiculously strong!"
"Oh, you guys came to watch my match? Unfortunately, those IPC cuties are onto me, so I gotta scram."
Saying that, his gaze fell on Luka's mechanical arm.
"Mmm~ your original iron arm still looks much better."
"Still, no matter how rushed time is, there's always time for a farewell. Before I go, I'd like to treat you to a cup of tea. There's a Du's Tea House in Aurum Alley, fudge, it's delicious."
Seeing this scene…
Rappa sighed deeply.
She lamented, "To think that Lord Silvergun Shura would also have a day of defeat… Even though he uttered such a righteous Ninja Mantra just a moment ago, how deplorable!"
Boothill hadn't expected it either.
The plot directly declared his defeat right out of the gate.
He couldn't quite keep his face straight!
"Fudge my legs…"
"This… this is because the situation on the field changed! I was targeted by those IPC cuteys! That's why I had to forfeit!"
"If I were serious, I would definitely win!"
"Don't you look down on me! What would you have done if it were you?"
Rappa thought carefully for a moment.
She said, "This one's Supreme Secret Ninja Art possesses far too much power. It would likely cause catastrophic destruction to this place, perhaps even causing this Skysplitter to crash!"
"Therefore, this one would not participate in this match."
"However, if evil spirits cause havoc at the venue, this one shall not hesitate to strike."
Boothill instantly slapped his forehead.
Oh no!
She managed to show off!
Just wait until Feathered Spirit assigns you some screen time in the story, then you'll behave!
Others might exaggerate, but Feathered Spirit definitely wouldn't.
Before entering the story, I also thought I was hot stuff, but once I got in, I immediately learned my place.
Rappa smiled with confidence.
"Lord Silvergun Shura, we should set off."
"Hunting the Evil Monkey-Ninja is our duty!"
Just then.
The event story reached Aurum Alley.
Boothill and Luka were drinking tea at Du's Tea House.
Boothill first apologized for what happened earlier.
Then he said, "Alright, as long as you don't blame me. Let's talk about the second thing—I want to persuade you to withdraw from the tournament."
Hearing this, Luka put on a solemn expression and said, "That's impossible. Just like when I faced your gun back then, I won't run away from a battle."
Boothill continued, "My need to leave isn't just because time is tight; it's also because of that defending swordsman."
"That kid might be young, but his strength is no joke. Fighting him takes too much time, and winning isn't guaranteed. Fudge, getting caught by IPC dogs for the sake of a single win or loss just isn't worth it."
"You're different. You always have the choice to leave. The entire galaxy already knows you and your Belobog; you've achieved your goal."
"If you forfeit now, no one will blame you. But if you step onto that stage now, you're just going there to take a beating. Understand?"
Luka's resolve was no longer what it used to be. He said firmly, "I understand, but I still have to step onto that stage and throw a punch. Because winning or losing isn't all there is to a fight."
Hearing this…
Boothill burst out laughing, "Hahaha! Good kid!"
"Ah… you were testing my resolve again! You almost had me fooled!" Luka realized as well.
"Fudge his Wubbabu, you little smart aleck! You remind me of a friend, a girl named Rappa. Just like you, she's stubborn as a mule."
At the bar counter.
Rappa, who had already stood up, sat right back down!
Moreover…
A fiery light erupted in her eyes!
"Lord Silvergun Shura, d-did you see that?!"
"M-My name appeared in Honkai: Star Rail too!"
She was so excited her speech became incoherent!
"Ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
Boothill showed a helpless expression.
It's just a name appearing, is there any need to be this excited?
At that moment, Luka asked again, "Is she as weak as me too?"
"Can you crush a star with your bare hands?"
"Uh… she can???"
At this point…
The players in the live stream chat also became interested in the name "Rappa."
They sent bullet comments one after another.
…
"Huh?"
"This Rappa person should also be a Galaxy Ranger, right?"
"Definitely."
"Crushing a star with bare hands? For real?"
"Zephyro: Thinking about my business?"
"Holy crap, that would require the strength of an Emanator level, wouldn't it?"
"There's actually a powerhouse of this caliber among the Galaxy Rangers?"
…