My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 53 - 52: All-Out Brawl

Ren Baoshun felt distressed.

Being used as a weapon by Lv Bai to smash people allowed him to feel that overwhelming strength up close.

He dared not move, completely dared not move.

Not to mention trying to snatch the "Node" from Lv Bai, Ren Baoshun didn’t even dare to deactivate his Iron Block state now.

Afraid that once he deactivates, Lv Bai would follow up with a sword strike.

Naturally, he couldn’t reply, his whole body like a sculpture, only the slight movement of his eyeballs indicating he was thinking.

"Sigh~"

Lv Bai sighed and suddenly swung a sword.

Clang!

The roar of gold and iron clashing instantly echoed through the corridor.

The feedback from the sword’s impact made Lv Bai’s tiger’s mouth ache from the shock.

He didn’t hold back with this strike, it was almost all out.

The quality of the Eight-sided Han Sword was reliable, with no damage to the blade.

However, Ren Baoshun, maintaining his Iron Block state, was equally unharmed.

At least after enduring this sword strike, Ren Baoshun felt a bit reassured.

With the ability of Iron Block, he might not be able to defeat Lv Bai, but he could barely remain unscathed.

This way, there was much room for maneuver.

Lv Bai switched hands holding the sword, shook his wrist that was a bit sore from the counter-shock twice.

"You can’t keep stalling like this with me, can you?" Ren Baoshun quickly said this and immediately re-entered Iron Block state.

The process was so smooth that Lv Bai was taken aback.

He scratched the back of his head and said, "Uh, what did you say? I didn’t quite catch it."

As his words fell, Ren Baoshun remained motionless, obviously aware that Lv Bai was trying to lure him into deactivating Iron Block state.

Half a minute passed in a blink, Ren Baoshun seized an opening: "You move back a little first."

Lv Bai was having a hard time holding it in, he had never encountered such stiff dialogue before.

...

Fourth floor corridor.

Separated by one layer, the atmosphere was completely opposite.

Xiao Xueyin and others, led by a squad of soldiers, began to search the rooms for hidden dangers.

Most rooms were empty.

However, when they entered the Staff Department’s office hall, they happened to encounter nearly ten Death Fighters gathered together, fiercely debating whether to flee or continue to defend.

In fact, even without knowing what exactly happened, the Investigation Corps could sense something was wrong just from the drastic reduction in the number of Death Fighters on the system panel, let alone being unable to contact Hui, naturally they had to gather and discuss.

At least they had to first confirm which side the eliminated Death Fighters belonged to during this period.

But before they could discuss a result, Xiao Xueyin and others found them.

Originally thinking it was just a squad of soldiers, with so many Death Fighters present, they wouldn’t pay much attention even if the soldiers reached the doorstep.

But when they looked over and saw Xiao Xueyin mixed among the soldiers, the situation became different.

As soon as the two sides met, they immediately engaged in fierce slaughter.

Notably, though the office hall was the largest on this floor, if used to accommodate dozens of people for combat, it would be quite cramped.

This was the fourth floor, with few Death Fighters possessing hovering or flying abilities, so unless necessary, they wouldn’t risk jumping out.

For a while, various special abilities were unleashed, even among the same faction, accidents of friendly fire were inevitable.

Not to mention the heavy gunfire from various firearms.

"I’m firing!"

"The Staff Department has many dangerous elements, requesting backup!"

"Damn! What’s wrong with these guys?!"

It’s understandable that these soldiers were startled, mainly because they had never encountered this type of combat before.

It gave them a sense of being in the wrong scene.

Wasn’t this supposed to be anti-terror combat? Why are there all these little Supermen?

A tracksuit-wearing Death Fighter ignored bullets, circling in the hall until controlled by Liu Yue’s Immortal Jump, and within a brief moment was turned into a sieve.

A young man with a bat tattoo hung upside down from the ceiling firing shots, only managed to take down two soldiers before being pulled down from the ceiling by Yan Zhiquan.

A man in formal wear hid behind an office desk, occasionally throwing out playing cards.

The thrown playing cards seemed almost sentient, able to bend and strike targets.

...

Second floor, the corridor wall suddenly twisted, forming fabric-like folds.

Shortly after, the wall fell to the ground; behind it, ten people were hiding.

"Xiao, when are we going up?" a Ten Blades member eagerly asked.

As a Death Fighter, of course they all knew to judge from the rankings about the current number of surviving Death Fighters.

Another member hesitated slightly, saying, "Judging from the noise above, the fight is quite intense, should we wait a little longer?"

"What’s Xiao’s take?"

Being asked by his subordinates, Fei Xiao couldn’t remain silent, pressing his temples.

"Actually, I feel something is off; is the Investigation Corps on the losing end?"

He was already questioning whether waiting to reap the benefits at the end was the right choice.

The reason was simple.

After the explosion at the research building, apart from the Investigation Corps and Ten Blades, the remaining Death Fighters numbered barely ten or so.

During this period, more than ten had been eliminated, how could the battle still be this fierce?

Either the Investigation Corps was made up of incompetents, or the alliance formed by survivors was too formidable.

If it was the former, it was fine, but if it was the latter, then it was a big issue.

"We have to see it for ourselves."

Fei Xiao turned to a female member: "Jiebao, can you use your ability to move all of us?"

The member called Jiebao seemed a bit troubled: "Hiding is no problem, moving, however, is easy to get spotted."

Fei Xiao calculated inwardly and quickly made a decision.

"With the intense battle above, if we’re careful, we shouldn’t be noticed."

...

"Carrying me like this makes us easily noticeable, should we chat a bit more?" Ren Baoshun said and quickly transformed into Iron Block.

"You won’t let me strike, what else is there to discuss?"

In the safety passage between the fifth and fourth floors, Lv Bai carried Ren Baoshun with one hand, and held the Eight-sided Han Sword in the other.

Step by step, he leisurely descended.

As long as the "Node" was with him, he was in no rush.

Only hearing the loud commotion on the fourth floor made him think to go take a look.

Surprisingly, as he turned the corner, he saw a squad of soldiers rushing up from the third floor.

Although he didn’t see anyone familiar among them, Lv Bai raised his hand to greet them, but the soldiers, without a word, started a wave of frenzied shooting.

Luckily Lv Bai reacted promptly, activating Flash Time to shrink back, otherwise he would have been seriously injured at the least.

You couldn’t blame these soldiers.

Mainly, their nerves were already stretched tight, suddenly seeing someone coming down from above, there wasn’t time to discern who it was, better to shoot first and talk later.