Translator: CinderTL
Under the scorching heat, it felt as if the world had frozen, and all noise had long since vanished.
Until the end, when he laughed in anger.
"Good! You're very good!!"
Shen Lei, clad in a black leather jacket, unleashed his aura, his face flickering with a cold light that seemed to pierce to the bone.
Boom!!! A Force Field descended, enveloping a radius of a hundred meters, affecting countless people.
The gasps of surprise that were about to erupt were stifled, as if their throats had been choked. The staggering crowd turned red-faced, on the verge of collapsing to the ground.
Hum!!
The storm reappeared, and the air trembled.
Chen Feng stood firmly in place, as if an invisible force collided and compressed in mid-air.
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
The nearby lampposts twisted and deformed, while the soda cans on the ground crumpled and shrank.
The soil in the green belt along the street began to churn and sink, the grass roots buried within.
The gray bricks of the sidewalk outside the shops also cracked under the immense pressure, the fissures spreading, causing the glass of parked cars to shatter explosively.
"This... this is..."
An elderly martial arts master with graying hair and beard widened his eyes, his voice quivering with excitement.
This was the might recorded in ancient texts, belonging only to the Pinnacle Realm—a unique manifestation of spiritual will, capable of withstanding the powerful Pinnacle Intent of the Force Field.
But the pressure was too great. His face turned red, and he struggled to breathe, unable to speak.
At the critical moment, Giant Elephant Grandmaster, Zhao Meng, Yuan Yueshan, and others took action, barely breaking through the residual shockwaves of the fifth-tier Force Field collision, evacuating the crowd.
The area around the vast Martial Hall, nearly a hundred meters in radius, was almost cleared, leaving only flattened soda cans and water bottles, as well as toppled festive flower baskets with broken fences.
Hum!!
An even more powerful collision occurred, and the trembling air produced muffled explosions.
Previously, both sides had held back—one not wanting to harm the innocent, the other not wanting to escalate the situation and become a wanted fugitive.
But at this moment, all reservations were cast aside. The air compressed and collided like blades, and the windows of nearby buildings shook and cracked.
Crack!
The sound of shattering echoed in their ears as a large piece of glass fell from the upper floor of a shopping mall.
A pedestrian who had been evacuated accidentally tripped, falling a step behind, and was about to be struck by the jagged glass.
His eyes widened in despair.
At the critical moment, a flash of crimson streaked by.
Boom!!
The glass shattered into pieces, scattering everywhere.
Shen Lei, hovering in mid-air, smirked coldly. Two metal wrist guards instantly liquefied and transformed, detaching from his arms and turning into black spikes, shooting toward the distracted Chen Feng.
Whoosh!!
The sound of the spikes tearing through the air was like a sonic boom, the air ripping apart, a whistle echoing.
Giant Elephant Grandmaster and the others glared in anger, cursing the man's despicable tactics.
Clang!!
However, an unusual sound reverberated.
Two sparks exploded on the lowered eyelids of the black-clad youth, who stood unharmed.
The two black spikes were repelled as if they had struck steel, and Shen Lei's smirk froze, a flash of doubt crossing his eyes.
"What's going on?"
The spikes, forged from Radiant Alloy, couldn't penetrate his defense? The doubt arose, and in the next second—
"I hate looking up at people."
A low, indifferent voice rang out as a Blazing Sun condensed, blazing in the sky.
Whoosh!!
In an instant, the Blazing Sun, nearly two meters in size, shot through the air, carrying scorching heat as it flew toward Shen Lei.
The single-person aircraft beneath Shen Lei's feet surged with increased power as he attempted to ascend and create distance.
But soon...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!! One after another, crimson forces swirled out, and over a dozen small Blazing Suns condensed in succession, shooting through the air like missiles.
Boom!!! A violent explosion shook the heavens.
White smoke billowed up from the center of the explosion, followed by the sound of something tearing through the air.
The fully released Force Field contracted and condensed, forming a two-meter-wide blue light shield that covered all directions.
Shen Lei sneered as he charged out of the bombing center, two black Flying Shuttles that had been knocked back halted their retreat and unleashed their Magnetic Fields.
Roar!!
The Azure Light Flying Dragon reappeared, now over ten meters in size.
The shuttles were like eyes, the magnetic field like its body.
With a menacing roar, it pounced through the air, claws extended, bringing with it a terrifying momentum.
However.
Thud!!
The ground shook, and Chen Feng, squinting his eyes, charged out.
His body was like a tank, his skin bronze.
Clang! Clang! Two metallic sounds rang out, sparks flying as he directly tore through the dragon's magnetic field, ripping it apart with brute force.
The distance between the two closed rapidly, and in an instant, Chen Feng had leaped in front of Shen Lei.
Shen Lei hovered in the air, a triumphant smile on his face.
"Huh?"
Chen Feng frowned; his senses focused.
The suitcase that Shen Lei had been holding had somehow melted, transforming into a massive black metal sword.
"Black Flame · First Form!"
Boom!!! A powerful magnetic field erupted from the sword, filled with black flames, and as Shen Lei swung the sword, the flames surged forward.
Whoosh!!
Black flames spread out, forming a massive sword aura, nearly ten meters in size.
At the same time, a repulsive force burst forth, condensing into a single point of impact that struck Chen Feng, sending him flying.
Whoosh!!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
His body smashed through lampposts, the walls of a shopping mall, beams, tables, and chairs, his legs plowing through the ground for nearly a hundred meters, shattering countless bricks.
The onlookers were all stunned, and Yuan Yueshan and Zhao Meng's expressions changed slightly as they realized what was happening.
"Mech-Warrior Technique!"
"What?" someone nearby asked.
"This is a technique that only Mech-Warriors at the Grandmaster level and above can master. Just like how Pinnacle Realm Masters possess Pinnacle Intent, they also have their own unique, powerful killing moves."
"Using some special Energy Technology, combined with advanced AI assistance and simulation, they can execute a perfect strike."
As these words were spoken, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster and the others all looked grave, their eyes fixed on the young man who had been sent flying, smashing through the mall's entrance and sliding inside.
His black trench coat was now tattered and torn, his bronze upper body faintly visible.
The thick arms he had used to block the attack were bulging with veins, and the bronze flesh beneath was slightly damaged, with tiny drops of blood oozing out, gradually increasing.
In just a second, the wound had already begun to scab over.
Seeing this, the worried expressions of the onlookers froze.
Outside, Shen Lei, who had just finished his sword strike, also stiffened, his sneer slowly fading.
"A strong attack."
"Just a little more, and it would have seriously injured me."
In a low voice, he looked at the small wound on his hand that had already scabbed over and healed.
Shen Lei's eyelids twitched, and then he saw, behind the blocking arms, a pair of aggressive eyes surrounded by crimson flames, boldly scanning him.
A sense of foreboding rose in his heart, and he prepared to control his personal aircraft to ascend and create distance once more.
But.
Thud!!
The mall shook, trembling for a moment.
With a burst of immense power, a blur of movement shot out from the ground, the True Intent of the Sky Flame Crimson Tiger rapidly condensing as it charged upward.
Roar!!! A Tiger Roar attack, a beast pouncing on its prey.
Shen Lei's expression changed slightly, and he had no choice but to activate the Force Field shield once again, protecting his entire body.
Boom!!
The shield and the aircraft shook simultaneously, causing him to tilt backward and fall. Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The ground trembled violently, and as he looked up, he saw the charging figure had somehow grown taller, reaching a height of two meters.
The tattered black trench coat had already been blown away by the Force, revealing a half-naked Bronze Body.
Muscles as solid as poured concrete were stacked inch by inch, and veins like coiling pythons bulged prominently.
Shen Lei's expression changed again, and he had no choice but to increase the power of the Force Field to stabilize the shield in front of him.
Boom!!
A punch landed squarely, and the explosive power of the Mighty Arms had already exceeded three hundred tons.
Crack!! A fissure appeared in the shield. The powerful Pinnacle Intent clashed with the Force Field once again, tearing open a gap and driving straight toward the core.
"Get lost!!!"
Shen Lei roared, and the two black Flying Shuttles in the distance shot through the air toward him.
At the same time, the massive black metal sword he held tightly was once again enveloped in high-temperature Black Flame, fiercely burning everything around it.
Black Flame · Second Form!
Boom!!
The two Flying Shuttles pierced through, striking his back.
The massive metal sword slashed forward, unleashing a towering Black Flame, dark as a pillar of light, incinerating everything in its path.
All vision was obscured by the flames. Li Tong, Xu Tingxiao, and the others were filled with worry, while Shen Lei revealed a sinister smile.
But.
Crack!
An unusual sound echoed.
Shen Lei's expression froze. As the black light dissipated, it became clear that the two Flying Shuttles had shattered into pieces, clinging to Chen Feng's Bronze shoulders and back, crumbling into dust.
As for the Black Flame sword that had been swung.
Thick palms clapped together, trapping it.
The so-called Black Flame sword energy surged toward Chen Feng's chest and abdomen, but the wounds it barely managed to open were minuscule and had already begun to scab over.
"How dare you play with fire in front of me?"
The cold voice landed, and Shen Lei's expression stiffened.
Reflected in his pupils was a crimson flame tinged with platinum, spreading from those palms and continuously expanding.
The Black Flame on the massive metal sword, which had always melted everything in its path, was now being extinguished and obliterated, retreating as if it had met its natural enemy.
Sacred, majestic.
Countless people felt this sensation in that instant, even those from the Flame Tiger Sect like Li Tong and the others were momentarily stunned.
"What is that..." Pei Pokong and the others were filled with shock and doubt. What kind of Force was that? No one could answer. Shen Lei's expression turned extremely grim, and he was about to activate his final trump card to struggle once more.
But he was given no chance.
Hum!!
The compressed Wrath of the Storm targeted him alone, surging into his mind like a roaring tidal wave, tearing his consciousness apart.
"Ah!!"
A scream rang out, and blood flowed from his seven orifices as he staggered backward.
The massive black metal sword cracked and shattered, as if it had been crushed by the brute force of those palms, turning into black fragments that scattered to the ground.
At the same moment.
Step forward, punch.
The muscular right arm pierced through the air, the bulging veins converging into one.
Boom!!! The figure was sent flying, smashing through a streetlamp.
The wall of a high-rise building caved in with a thunderous crash, on the verge of collapsing.
But strangely, in the midst of the precarious swaying, the flying figure hung on the wall like a mural.
The intact body oozed dense streams of blood, and the black leather jacket had already exploded.
The exposed skin pores were like blood holes, exhaling crimson, as if all the internal organs had been shattered.
Everyone was stunned, waiting until the very end.
In the silent stillness, Chen Feng stepped forward, blocking all light.
The shadow at his feet followed closely, gradually enveloping Shen Lei, who was pinned to the wall.
This scene continued to hover on the virtual screen, while Red General Wu, thousands of miles away, wore a grim expression.
The authoritative man in the communication module looked slightly cold, shaking his head in disappointment, while a trace of doubt deepened within him.
Such rapid growth.
Was the man in the golden armor from back then really him?
As this thought arose, the aircraft fully entered the Star Ring Secret Realm, and the communication link was severed.
"How is this possible!"
At the same moment, Xu Heng inside the Jadeite Biotech building looked stiff, his expression dark and unpleasant.
Even a strong fifth-tier Cyborg was no match for him? Did that mean if this person interfered in the matter between him and Lin Hao, it could introduce variables? His eyes flickered with uncertainty until the very end.
In the drone's footage, a bronze figure stepped forward, locking eyes with Shen Lei, who was hanging on the wall.
"Compared to my Martial arts, your Cyborg abilities seem lacking, don't they?"
The indifferent question was met with a gaze filled with resentment.
Shen Lei's bloodshot eyes were filled with unwillingness, his body covered in blood, his mind in chaos, and his body wracked with pain.
He opened his mouth, trying to speak, but found that he had lost control over most of his body.
Death seemed to be approaching step by step, and for the first time, he felt fear.
"Even in death, you're so powerless, unable to even provide nutrients for the flowers to grow."
"You truly are... useless."
The low voice seemed to find it all uninteresting.
The bronze figure glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left, as if sparing his life.
"Foolish!"
Seeing this through the distant drone, Xu Heng inside the Jadeite Biotech building sneered and immediately ordered his subordinates to quietly assist, to see if they could save and recruit this person.
But soon.
Thud!
Shen Lei, hanging on the wall, widened his bloodshot eyes, wanting to curse and retort.
But instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs.
Then, under the gaze of many.
His head tilted to the side, and he completely lost his last breath.
Everyone stood frozen in place, and the security personnel inside the Jadeite Biotech building also paused, looking at Xu Heng, whose face had turned stiff.
As if oblivious to all of this, Chen Feng continued to stride forward, heading toward the Martial Hall.
His towering two-meter frame gradually returned to its normal size, and the bronze hue faded from his body.
Several Safety Bureau vehicles arrived once again, and Zhang Songtai, who was supposed to be coordinating with the combat team in Luohe City to deal with the Evil God Cult, hurriedly appeared.
"Councilor Chen."
He glanced in shock at the dead Shen Lei, then walked closer, opening his mouth to speak.
This was a strong fifth-tier Cyborg. Heaven knows how panicked he was when he received the news and rushed over.
If the two of them had fought, wouldn't they have torn apart the Nanjiang city district? But now... "I couldn't hold back."
Chen Feng said calmly, glancing at him.
His fiery eyes were filled with aggression, and Zhang Songtai felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart.
Not daring to say more, he could only order his subordinates to quickly seal off the scene and control the narrative.
The two brushed past each other, and Chen Feng, under the awed gazes of those who had come to congratulate him at the Martial Hall, strode toward the entrance.
A disciple promptly brought him a new coat to drape over his shoulders, while other councilors approached, offering their concern and inquiring about his injuries.
The corpse hanging on the wall was ignored, even though he had once been a fifth-tier figure.
With a calm expression, he walked up to the red ceremonial ribbon in front of the Martial Hall.
Chen Feng silently perceived everything, including the thoughts and emotions of the people around him.
He signaled his master, Li Tong, to re-cut the ribbon. This was a Martial Hall that had seen bloodshed, destined for extraordinary prosperity.
Chen Feng knew, with an inexplicable sense of tranquility, that he was no longer weak.
He now had the status to confront most shades of gray and black, and the strength to resolve all forms of biases.
(End of the Chapter)
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