Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1433 - 168: You Are My Prey
This punch extended the arm like rubber, stretching nearly a meter, and then with incredible contraction smashed through the air.
The punch was so fast that...
It was impossible to lock onto it!
Boom!
Orsde's claw suddenly caved in, and the next moment a terrifying blast wave exploded behind him, accompanied by countless fragments.
This terrifying assassin, judged by Miller to possess power up to level 28, was actually...
Punched back seven meters!
Like a ragged sack being flung, crashing into a rock.
With a grinding, tooth-aching sound of bone friction, the arm, which had doubled in length, slowly retracted, returning to its normal state.
The yellow vertical pupil stared at Orsde in the rock, with no mockery or excitement.
Just a cruel gaze looking at prey.
"Your strength is formidable, much stronger than this body."
In the black suit looked at his fist, now revealing the sinister white bones. If it weren't for the yellow liquid clinging to the bones and... the octagonal crystal chip in the palm, this arm would have been pulverized in that clash.
This body is indeed frail.
Thinking this, the black suit walked toward Orsde at a seemingly slow but actually fast pace.
"You..."
Orsde staggered to his feet from the shattered boulder.
His right hand was trembling abnormally fast.
He glanced down and saw a deep imprint in his steel-armored palm...
There was an abnormal depression on the back of his hand.
Three of his finger bones were broken... his right hand was almost useless.
He barely managed to catch that punch; he intended to rely on the advantage of steel over flesh to disable the opponent's arm, but he never expected that upon impact, it felt like being hit head-on by a mecha.
The kind of power...
It felt like the strength of ten people compressed into one body.
He got up, accelerated with two consecutive strides, and Orsde's left fist, twisting with muscle-churning strength, smashed out.
At this moment, a sharp whistling sound pierced the air.
Super A Battle technique - Rhino Horn Charge!
This is a genuine killer move documented in the Federation's Fighting Skill records.
In the black suit seemed to remain dumbfounded, maintaining that slow and steady forward speed.
When Orsde's punch closed within a meter of him, the black suit seemed to react, eyelids lifting, arms drawing back...
The same move again?
An air of treacherous satisfaction flashed in Orsde's downcast pupils.
At this stage, he was at an impasse.
If the combined surprise attack was successful, he would continue to suppress with a fierce onslaught.
If it failed, he would use the force to escape!
The ability to extend an arm to two meters—had never been seen in his fighting career.
He subconsciously judged the black suit as being from some race of the Outer Domain Galaxy.
The fists were about to clash...
Orsde's left arm suddenly dropped, a dramatic arc flashing by. This punch, with his body, suddenly swung toward the ground.
In this full-force attack, he uncontrollably tilted.
But in the next moment, his body flipped in mid-air. That thick right leg, like a stone pillar, swung backward like a war axe!
A+ leg technique - Battle Axe Bomb!
The previous punch by Orsde, who was experienced in combat, was a feigned attack.
The black "giant axe" swung down.
Boom!
The sound was as if someone was hammered to pieces.
Lu Qingxue turned back, her cold gaze just catching what happened dozens of meters away.
Orsde's kick struck the black suit's left shoulder directly.
The opponent's body inexplicably sank by half.
This was clearly a sign that the body couldn't withstand this attack.
Miller also found his eyebrows twitching, swallowing hard before catching up with the frontward Lu Qingxue.
[Blood Lion] The strength Orsde displayed could resolve him in just a few minutes.
He couldn't hang on a single tree.
Has this beautiful lady not stayed here either?
Following her wasn't disgraceful.
At this moment, Orsde couldn't worry about the two leaving people. He stared at the abnormally twisted black suit in front of him, confirming that at least half of the bones inside were crushed by his kick.
"Hey... keep talking, huh?"
The robust voice emanated from behind the face armor, while Orsde pressed down even harder.
Crack.
The black suit's body now compressed to just a meter in height.
The chest cavity and abdomen were utterly caved in.
Only the tilted head stared directly at the black suit.
"Hehe…"
A chilling laughter sounded.
Orsde's pupils shrank suddenly.
The opponent's spine had already been shattered. A solitary head couldn't possibly still be talking!
Gulp...
A swallowing sound echoed out.
The black suit's crushed abdomen suddenly swelled, and in an instant surged into the head.
The scaly face inflated like a balloon, expanding more than twice, mouth opening wide.
Whoosh!
A scarlet tongue shot out like an arrow.
With a snap.
With ten centimeters to his face, Orsde's left hand swiftly grabbed the thorn-covered tongue.
"Any other desperate measures, bring them out, let me see..."
A chilling voice came from behind the face armor, Orsde's gaze mocking as he started to increase pressure with his left hand.
The tongue began to deform under the squeeze.
But this time, the black suit no longer responded, the inhuman vertical pupils' light dimmed.
The entire body swiftly deflated.
Dead already?
...Tedious.
Orsde prepared to discard the tongue in his hand.
Yet in that moment of relaxation... the tip of the tongue suddenly exploded!
A yellow liquid sprayed out at a speed far surpassing the tongue's stinger, covering Orsde's face.
Then, the sticky yellow liquid began to writhe frantically.
"Ah!—"
A piercing scream suddenly sounded from behind.
The confrontation between Orsde and the black suit lasted barely ten seconds.
Lu Qingxue, who had just walked a hundred meters away, instantly frowned.
She could clearly discern that the voice belonged to Orsde!
Just in the instant of the fight, didn't Orsde gain the upper hand with a clever move...
Why was there screaming, then...
Why did it stop suddenly!?
Lu Qingxue only felt a needle-like pain at the center of her brow, the sudden surge of danger made her turn her head instantly.
Swoosh—
In mid-air, a hulking figure leaped down like a cannonball!
That was clearly Orsde moments ago.
No, it wasn't!
Those yellow vertical eyes were definitely not those bloodshot eyes of Orsde before.
The air around the opponent twisted and distorted under the terrifying charge.
Definitely unmatchable.
Steps interlocking on the ground, footprints rhythmically lined up, the figure crouched, instantly leaping backward to dodge.
Boom!
The massive body crashed to the ground.
Dirt and dust rose all around...
"You are my prey... you, cannot escape."
The stiff voice slowly drifted from the dust cloud.
