So What if I Transmigrated into a Honkai Beast? Chapter 10 - 10 - The Purple-White Twins

This was a rather powerful move.

At least at the current stage, this was indeed the case.

The skills gifted by the system weren't static. Even if Lu Xing didn't understand the operating principles, he could still unleash them according to his own will, and even modify the skills to a certain extent.

The "short charge-up" in the description was actually the process of condensing Honkai energy into a specific part of the body. When fighting the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast, Lu Xing had used a similar technique, but the move he used back then couldn't achieve a 50% damage boost, nor did it have a stun effect.

The [Power Strike] skill was equivalent to helping Lu Xing "standardize" his use of Honkai energy.

Simply put.

He had gone from a self-taught amateur to a formally trained student.

As for the "stun" effect of Power Strike... probability was a very mysterious thing, but Lu Xing still managed to find a knack for it.

The key was the point of impact.

For example, if he used [Power Strike] to attack the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast's wings, even if he could reliably injure the opponent, he definitely wouldn't be able to trigger the stun effect.

Only by hitting its hardest part, the head (which was also where the Honkai core was condensed internally), was there a higher chance of inflicting a stun.

The description "stun" was very general.

The actual effect on a Honkai Beast should be to cause its internal Honkai core to vibrate through special strike thods, thereby disrupting the flow of Honkai energy and rendering it unable to act.

The two seconds ntioned wasn't actually accurate.

Anyway, according to Lu Xing's calculations, the best result he achieved was stunning the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast for about 1.5 seconds—the specific duration should be related to the strength difference between the two sides, especially the disparity in constitution and attack.

As for how this move fared against other "creatures" that weren't Honkai Beasts...

It was hard to say for chs, but against humans, it was obvious that one had to smash their heads to make it work.

Assuming their brains weren't splattered out first.

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Apart from the gain of [Power Strike], the [Appraisal] skill Lu Xing obtained after completing the task and reaching Lv.10 also proved to be quite useful.

However, it wasn't as overpowered as he had imagined.

It couldn't even compare to those of a sli or a spider:

[Appraisal: Obtain target information. Specific details are related to the strength difference between both parties and the contact ti/known information.]

Specifically.

When Lu Xing first obtained [Appraisal] and used it on the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast, the information he received was:

Na: Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast

Others: Unknown

Unadorned and utterly useless.

After Lu Xing carried the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast back to the healing spring, the [Appraisal] information he got changed to:

Na: Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast

Level: 17

Abilities: Dash, Spinning Slash

Others: Unknown

By the ti Lu Xing reached Lv.15 and used Appraisal on the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast again, its information had undergone a world-shaking transformation:

Na: Purple of the Purple-White Twins (Ranger-class Variant)

Level: 20

Abilities: Dash, Spinning Slash, Electro-Shield.

Attack: 24

Speed: 24

Constitution: 24

Evaluation: First Generation Bilibili

Regarding the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast... no, it should now be called the Purple of the Purple-White Twins. Hmm, let's just call it Little Purple.

At this point.

All of Little Purple's information was laid bare before Lu Xing.

Even the skill [Electro-Shield], whose effects Lu Xing had only occasionally seen in battle and hadn't felt to be particularly impactful, had its corresponding information fully displayed.

[Electro-Shield: Chance to paralyze target when attacking, chance to paralyze target when attacked.]

All Honkai Beast moves were based on the utilization of Honkai energy.

Lu Xing didn't know the principle behind Little Purple's [Electro-Shield], but it was nothing more than creating a magnetic field inside and outside the body, constraining electric currents to cover the body.

In short!

After arduous battles, not only had Lu Xing's combat power greatly increased, but his formidable rival, the Hyper Hasty Honkai Beast, had also successfully advanced to beco "Little Purple."

Just as ti passed "stably," and at the current rate, the healing spring could probably only last another three days—

A black dot, slowly enlarging on the edge of the horizon, shattered Lu Xing's relatively peaceful daily life.

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"Banshee."

This was a twin-engine, quad-rotor tactical aircraft, serving both as a squad transport and for ground fire support.

Its fuselage was entirely silver-black.

Special camouflage paint allowed it to achieve a certain degree of optical stealth, effective both day and night.

This expensive paint could also effectively absorb radar waves—the aforentioned stealth technology wasn't very significant against Honkai Beasts; it was more for guarding against...

Their own kind.

"Puff!"

A grayish-white smoke ring slowly rose.

Before it could even form a proper shape, it was instantly disrupted by the strong draft from the exhaust fan, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Clack!"

Leaving a long, scorched-white trail—the "Banshee's" flight wasn't particularly bumpy; among all the aircraft in the organization, this was already the smoothest—a brownish-yellow cigarette butt, its tip still flickering with an uncertain ember, fell to the ground.

"Tch, still didn't go over 3 centiters."

In fact.

In such an environnt, to let a cigarette butt burn past two centiters between crossed fingers was sothing only a highly skilled old smoker could achieve.

A pair of heavy, mud-stained black military boots—which clearly showed red tinges, and whose owner evidently had no intention of wiping them, rely having rubbed them with a rag (still stained with plenty of shoe polish)—crushed the twisted and stubborn cigarette butt underfoot.

Its original owner.

Was a middle-aged uncle with hair mixed with gray, white, and black.

Dark-skinned, with a rugged, fleshy face, and stubble—he could look like a street loafer, a pig butcher, a mountain hunter... but more than anything, he looked like an old soldier.

"Old" to describe experience.

"Soldier" to define identity.

The surface of his heavy tactical vest was packed with countless magazines. Grenades and demolition charges of various uses dangled "casually" within easy reach.

A holster for an "IMI Desert Eagle" was tied to his right waist, while behind his left shoulder blade was a "P90 submachine gun" capable of emptying its entire firepower in two seconds. The brass-colored ammunition belt coiling around his body was for the big fellow placed beside him:

A modified "M2 Heavy Machine Gun."

And all of these were not the most eye-catching things.

The large weapon systems on the uncle's forearms, resembling a combination of gauntlets and hand cannons, were the foundation of his survival.

"Clang!"

rely accidentally brushing against the aircraft's interior, the impact, along with a loud collision sound, caused a visible tremor within the cabin.

This weight was not ant for ordinary people.

He, or more accurately, they, should be called: Fusion Soldiers.