At this mont, he was one with his armor, as if an AI-controlled character in a ga, executing perfect maneuvers in a BOSS battle without getting hit.
If one disregarded flexibility, the combat strength Ren Zhong burst out in that instant was indeed that of a genuine Third Level chanical Warrior!
Ren Zhong’s anticipation this ti was different from any before; he utilized induction and analysis of available information, leveraging his astonishing intelligence as a 23-year-old genius Ph.D., beginning from details to establish models in his mind and gradually deducing from them.
Bang!
His left palm slamd heavily onto the stone floor.
A web-like crack spread out.
Simultaneously, the mass engine on Ren Zhong’s back shifted direction.
He moved like an eagle, tapping lightly on the ground, drawing out a zigzag line along the ground, and then shooting forward towards the third floor of the manor building!
Sparks flew and stones scattered from the floor behind him, and dust surged up.
The first responding firearms all missed!
A rocket, dragging a long tail of fla, suddenly struck in from the side.
The single-shot gun mounted on Ren Zhong’s left shoulder fired with precision.
The bullet crossed four ters, hit the rocket warhead right on, and exploded mid-air into fireworks, with the shockwave whistling over.
Ren Zhong, who was flying diagonally upward, was slightly deflected by the shockwave.
His change in direction was too sudden.
Several red energy weapons swept across, right over where Ren Zhong was a mont ago, again missing.
He had already clearly observed the process of identification, judgnt, calculation, and command issuance of these automated weapons in the planning diagram.
At this mont, Ren Zhong was using his "prepared program" to combat the program of the Third Generation Iron Curtain.
A complete victory!
Flying through the air, he suddenly turned around, thrusting forward with the Arc Light Saber in his hand, which flickered with blue light.
A tracking flying mine about to hit his back was detonated with a roar.
The shockwave ca head-on.
Even with the armor absorbing the impact, Ren Zhong’s body still jolted violently, already sustaining internal injuries.
But he was not at a loss; the deflected route corrected again, continuing to lunge towards the third floor.
His back slamd into the balcony railing with a loud bang, then crashed into the window of a third-floor room.
The alloy grille on the window dented and deford, and the bulletproof glass shattered.
Before this, the airborne Ren Zhong reversed his grip on the saber, swung it horizontally at a passing pillar, and detonated the second tracking flying mine that had just poked its head out inside.
The fragnts of the pillar, shot through the air by the shockwave, exploded several rockets advancing at the sa ti.
Only a few bullets pierced through the shockwave, landing on Ren Zhong’s armor.
These high-power puncture bullets could normally instantly kill a Second Level Ruined Beast, but first, they were slightly deflected by the shockwave in flight, failing to land precisely, and second, the reactive armor layer added on Ren Zhong’s armor detonated them in advance.
Sounds like firecrackers bursting — the pinging, booming.
Deflected ricochets, reactive armor blocking and cutting...
Ren Zhong only suffered so impact.
Turning around, the light on the Arc Light Saber burst forth!
Output power of the full body armor instantly maxed out to 500 kilowatts!
Overload, full power drive!
Slash!
Boom!
The alloy window, resilient enough to withstand a direct impact from a Second Level Ruined Beast, was cut open by the high-frequency vibrating Arc Light Saber.
Ren Zhong powered forward, crashing into it.
Only tallic grinding noises could be heard, making everyone grit their teeth.
He himself transford into a drilling machine, violently plunging into the room.
He finally breached the Iron Curtain System that Sun Miao declared impossible for Second Level Professionals to break through!
Inside the room, a capsule-like advanced alloy sleep cabin with automatic defense functionality was quietly placed in the corner, identical to the one used by Sun Miao.
From the front and rear ends of the sleep cabin suddenly erged two huge tal tubes, which were small rapid-fire mortars, aid in unison at Ren Zhong.
The armor flaps on Ren Zhong’s thighs opened in advance, firing bang bang bang, and thumb-sized shells burst consecutively after being launched.
A mont later, the room was filled with a large amount of tal dust.
0.2 seconds later, the sleep cabin’s mortars fired, but the shells exploded prematurely upon leaving the barrel, damaging the mortar tubes instead.
This was precisely the effect of the tal dust smoke bomb Ren Zhong launched.
Subsequently, over a dozen other aggressive augntation devices on Ren Zhong’s body activated synchronously!
He also stepped forward according to the preset program, raising the Arc Light War Blade!
He launched a violent assault far beyond the limit of a Second Level chanical Warrior on the sleep cabin!
Lying inside was Bei Lihui!
On the balcony of the third floor, there was a target riddled with darts.
This third floor was indeed Bei Lihui’s level!
One minute later, the ultra-tough alloy sleep cabin surface, able to withstand at least 30 minutes under the fierce attack of a Second Level Ruined Beast, was blasted out with a huge gap by Ren Zhong.
The cabin body rolled violently; Bei Lihui, already bleeding from the intense shaking, fell out of the gap with his upper body.
He was still in his blue combat suit, with blood gushing from an unknown head wound.
Wen Lei’s pocket watch still hung on his chest.
The life detector added to Ren Zhong’s body told him this scum was not dead yet.
Bei Lihui’s breathing remained steady; his eyes shut tight, with a defiant smile on his face, thinking what grandiose dreams he was dreaming even in sleep.
Looking at that face, fresh and old grudges surged to Ren Zhong’s heart.
His previously steady breathing gradually quickened.
Ren Zhong stepped forward two steps, tossing down the severely damaged Arc Light Saber from his strong attack with his right hand, clenching his fist.
In the frenzy brought on by the stimulant, Ren Zhong’s eyes widened in rage, jaws clenched tightly, and cheeks nearly bursting.
He hamr-fisted down hard, directly onto Bei Lihui’s head.
Bang!
Red, white, and black splattered everywhere.
Die!
Die!
Consud entirely by fury, Ren Zhong was still unsatisfied, jumping out of his original preset program, initiating manual operation with a 0.2-second delay.
He grabbed the headless body, hurling it into the air.
Both fists rained down like electric hamrs smashing through walls, pouring forth crazily!
Until his armor’s self-check system alard, indicating the armor would self-destruct in one minute due to excessive overloading, did he stop.
The five-minute armor Blast Seed ti was nearing its end.
At this mont, the room was filled with bloody mist, flying bone shards, and scattered flesh.
Aside from him, there was no one else.
User Comments
0 comments from readers