Capítulo 1084: Chapter 850: Despair? Heh
Swish, swish…
A rustling sound arose behind Mu Fan.
Then, under Iron Man Akmonde’s gaze, countless dense jade white bone fragnts flew straight over from the area where Mu Fan had previously fallen, passing through the interwoven thorns.
They attached themselves to Mu Fan’s body piece by piece.
From the neck to the hands, spreading from the shoulders to the feet.
The seemingly laughable bone patches appeared in this dense forest.
However, when that azure blue radiance covered the entire body, these bone fragnts seed to co alive, instantly beginning to grow and connect, their color transforming from jade white to dark gold.
Behind Mu Fan’s head, six strands of energy braids intertwined and stopped after a short section.
The dark gold face armor revealed only his eyes.
When the pale blue glow dissipated, those ice-blue pupils glanced over.
An aura of absolute stillness and imasurable power radiated at that mont.
“This is… the armor I encountered when the Ice Snake died!”
A slight change finally appeared in Iron Man’s rcury-glazed eyes, but soon his expression turned into one of excitent, with the shimring tal in the corners of his eyes visible.
“You’ve finally piqued my interest.”
“Too bad you have no idea what an Eighth Tier Mutant is.”
The tallic man murmured to himself, casually glancing at a two-ter-high boulder beside him, leisurely reaching out with his right hand, as if grabbing a piece of tofu.
Then, he lifted his right arm, and the boulder was forcibly plucked out.
With a mocking smile, he suddenly hurled with his right hand!
The more than two-ton boulder at this mont drew an afterimage in the air, crashing toward Mu Fan.
Mu Fan blinked.
A cold voice ca from beneath the face armor: “You have no idea what I am… at this mont.”
The dark gold short stick lightly rotated in his palm.
As his voice fell, two azure curved blades of light shot out from the short stick’s tip!
The short stick, originally unremarkable, at this mont transford into the most ferocious single-soldier weapon in the world—the Curved Light Scythe Blade!
And it instantly rotated into a light wheel.
Mu Fan stepped forward, the energy braids cut short behind his head gently lifting as he took a step.
The whole person instantaneously…
Disappeared!
But, before Lu Qingxue, an unobstructed straight path opened up in the air.
With a loud boom.
The boulder, violently hurtling forward, exploded less than five ters before Mu Fan in midair.
A pale blue figure flickered by.
And disappeared again!
Iron Man’s left eye pupil shrank instantly because, in his vision, the air to the left was already twisting and deforming.
That was a semi-transparent and increasingly large fist, about to smash into his face.
But Iron Man’s expression revealed a fierce, savage grin.
He neither dodged nor evaded.
Bang!
A spark suddenly exploded on Iron Man’s face.
The fist, ford by the dark gold hand armor, revealed itself.
And at this mont, Iron Man’s eyes finally showed a mix of shock and anger.
Because…
The power of that punch was so…
Strong!
A ring of pale blue shockwaves exploded from the fist’s point.
Iron Man’s head snapped back abruptly, his entire being blown away by a single punch!
In the distance, a huge tree cracked, crashing down with a boom, raising a cloud of dust.
Mu Fan held the blade in his right hand, thrusting his left arm straight forward, maintaining a posture of ducking, bowing, and punching.
Yet, in less than a second, the fallen giant tree was directly kicked away.
A raging figure stood up from within.
Iron Man remained unscathed, but his dust-covered appearance fueled his fury to its peak.
That silvery-white face began to glow with a red hue as if scorched by molten iron.
“How could you possess such trendous power!”
“But, even so, you can’t break through my defense. So today, I’ll break your bones bit by bit.”
In an anger-filled voice, Iron Man’s body gradually deepened in color from a silver sheen, instantaneously swelling by a size.
Mu Fan slowly raised his head, withdrew his punch, and stood up.
He looked at his left hand enveloped in the Dragon Rider Hand Armor, equally unscathed.
He lifted the Curved Light Scythe Blade with his right hand, pointing at Iron Man.
The six energy braids behind his head gently unfurled, dancing with those short blue tendrils floating in the air, the flickering pale blue glow making Mu Fan appear icy cold at this mont.
The braids seed to represent so sort of will inheritance of the Dragon Rider War Armor.
“In front of the Holy Hall… there’s no defense.”
In a cold voice, Mu Fan stepped forward.
The figure vanished again!
A long shockwave blasted out of nowhere.
Iron Man’s eyes showed fury, both fists swinging down fiercely, because from the air in front of him again ca ripples and… a faint outline!
Lowering on one knee, spinning to gather strength.
High kick!
The Dragon Rider Armor, shrouded in blue light mist, appeared, freezing Mu Fan’s stance at that mont.
Beyond imaginable speed, beyond the limit of strength.
Iron Man’s arms had just reached horizontal when Mu Fan’s right leg, like a piston hamr, stomped ferociously on his chin.
Boom!
Another shockwave exploded.
Iron Man’s fists had not struck down, and his entire being was kicked vertically into the air.
Feeling an aura rapidly approaching, the massive Tree Man’s left hand abruptly curled toward Iron Man.
But with a crash, Iron Man’s heavy body directly smashed through the Tree Man’s left hand, diving into a canopy, a series of cracking sounds echoing as he appeared as a “projectile.”
And Wood Rensheng, distractedly controlling a sea of thorns to assault Lu Qingxue, rasped hoarsely in protest: “Iron Man, what are you doing? Why break my left hand! I can’t feel that kid’s aura anymore!”
“Shut up for …”
Thud, a heavy body crashed down from the canopy.
At this point, Iron Man, now close to two and a half ters tall, stood over the massive “Tree Man” and scolded unceremoniously.
After speaking, his flowing tallic gleam eyes glanced at Mu Fan, twisting his neck, the icy voice sounded again:
“I told you, you can’t break my defense.”
“What bullcrap Holy Hall… what’s that supposed to be!”
“I’m just standing here, keep hitting , haha.”
Iron Man’s body bore not a single dent, his voice still mocking.
To Mu Fan, it almost seed comparable to the man he encountered at Ding Chuan’s entrance, the one who could diamondize his entire body; however, Iron Man was stronger, faster, and immune to high-temperature attacks.
If Mu Fan had encountered Iron Man then, his only option might have been to summon the Thunderhawk.
But now…
Those eyes reflecting pale blue light fixated on the opponent.
“So do you know why I’m still hitting you punch by punch?”
Mu Fan spoke.
The fierce “Tree Man” attack briefly paused.
“Iron Head, was it him who just hit you?”
“I told you to shut up.”
Iron Man suddenly flung his right hand out, the twenty-ter-long iron chain snapping down in the air, tearing the bark off the “Tree Man” beside him.
Wood Rensheng let out a hoarse cry of pain, and his colossal body shuddered violently.
Finally quieting his teammate, Iron Man looked at Mu Fan, “Because you want to know the limit of my defense, but do you now sense despair?”
Mu Fan raised his right hand, the once-dormant Curved Light Scythe Blade spinning again, a circle of blue light wheels distinctly visible beside Mu Fan.
“Despair?… Haha… I just wanted you to first feel the humiliation.”
In a cold voice, Mu Fan leaned forward, Dragon Rider Armor bursting a blue mist around, disappearing again in an instant.
Then, in Iron Man’s sight, a shockwave suddenly exploded from the ground, the fallen leaves on both sides swirling up like dragons.
When that distorted air outline appeared again, Mu Fan’s indifferent gaze was less than a ter away from him.
His right hand lifted, the Curved Light Scythe Blade spinning to the extre, leaping, spinning…
Striking down heavily!
With a screech.
At this mont, Wood Rensheng swore he heard the most jarring tal cutting sound of his life.
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