My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 72 - 66: Ghost Story
Master Dutch is Special Level Tier Eight, his combat power is estimated to be about ten thousand higher than Lu Xun.
He is very sure that with his Seventh-Level Rigid Trait, it is absolutely impossible to withstand this light saber strike, not to mention the flesh, even the bones are not hard enough!
But luckily, as long as Lu Xun doesn’t fight him, always evades the battle, carefully defends himself, then he can’t do anything to Lu Xun.
"Where are you running to?! Die!"
The piercing sound filled the air, Master Dutch swept through the skies again, flying over Lu Xun’s head, swinging his sword to slash.
"Crimson Flame!"
A blazing flame ignited in Lu Xun’s hand, he spun out a high-explosive spiral fireball and flung it out.
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded, the ultra-high temperature flames raged like a mad dragon, waves of heat rolled.
However, before the explosion, two rings on Master Dutch’s left index and middle fingers lit up simultaneously, unexpectedly activating two different colored external shields, repelling all the fire elements and plasma particles.
Lu Xun couldn’t help but squint his eyes.
He suddenly realized that Master Dutch only had four rings, four different types of shields.
Whereas Xu Tanqing’s shield generator had five colors, and the five colors combined could defend against anything. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
This indicates that Master Dutch’s shield generator is not only of average level but also not comprehensive in defense.
These four rings are certainly not cheap, with a single ring costing in the millions, but the problem is he spent eighteen billion, where did it all go?
Strengthened tendons, superalloy skeleton, subcutaneous armor, micro missile system, bionic joints, high-tech prosthetic eyes, in-brain combat platform... these military-level prosthetics definitely took the majority of the cost.
Next, the jetpack, light saber, special operations suit, all of these equipment also cost a lot.
In comparison, Master Dutch’s investment in shield generators is not much.
If he had done like Xu Tanqing and gotten an eight billion shield, Lu Xun would definitely not bother to fight with him, purely dragging, avoiding battle, helping Zhang Xinghai evade for a while, and then using Netherworld Walk to leave.
But now, he has some thoughts in his mind...
’On the index and middle fingers, are plasma shield and elemental shield respectively?’
’On the ring finger is the kinetic energy shield, that’s three... only the last ring hasn’t been activated yet.’
’What could it be? Could it be...’
Lu Xun’s eyes lit up, planning to try.
Although he has the power to protect himself, being chased by Master Dutch all the time with no retaliation, he is also quite frustrated.
Layer the thickest armor, withstand the most vicious attack!
That’s really annoying.
If his conjecture is right, he could really hit Master Dutch hard, and with a bit of luck, be able to finish him off at once.
After another half minute, Master Dutch flew through the void again, intercepting him from above Lu Xun’s head.
The tiny old man’s aggressive blocking in front of a two-meter-six muscle giant beast created a strong sense of contrast.
"Can you only run? Despicable ant! Can’t you fight back? Can’t resist?"
Master Dutch roared angrily, "You dare to assassinate my family’s third young master when my apprentice and I were out! Weren’t you arrogant just now? Speak! Say your last words, ant!"
"Have you been so afraid that you can’t speak anymore? That’s right, I will make you two trash die in fear!"
"Repay my family’s third young master’s life, despicable ant!"
He arrogantly shouted ceaselessly.
This stinky old man not only has strong combat power, but also a foul mouth!
Fighting while spewing insults, very annoying!
Crack, crack, crack!
His mechanically constructed chest opened to both sides, revealing rows of tracking micro missiles inside.
The next moment, dozens of tiny missiles were launched with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~", trailing tail flames, fiercely coming at Lu Xun.
"Shut up, you dead old man! So annoying, are you an alarm clock? Noisy!"
Lu Xun roared furiously, flexing his giant muscular arms, turning and throwing a punch: "Ripple!! Kill—"
Buzz, buzz, buzz~
The void twisted, circles of energy wildly emanated, intercepting all the micro missiles.
Blazing flames exploded in the air with "boom, boom, boom", shock waves swept through, creating an astonishing commotion.
However, this move was just a diversion, Master Dutch took advantage while Lu Xun dealt with the tracking missiles, using the powerful propulsion of his aerial backpack to instantly dash close.
"Humph! A fly trying to shake a tree, ignorant of its limits!"
Whoosh!
Master Dutch struck, plasma light saber slashing across, the sword blade cut open the iron-hard skin and subcutaneous tissue without any resistance, leaving a neither deep nor shallow wound on Lu Xun’s chest.
Since the pursuit began, there have been over thirty similar sword wounds on Lu Xun’s body.
... been chased by Master Dutch and cut over thirty times.
The nano short-sleeve T-shirt on his upper body was already shredded long ago, only leaving strips of remnants hanging scattered on his huge, magnificent muscles.
If it was Zhang Xinghai, he would have been cut down by Master Dutch long ago. This guy indeed has good luck, being chased is Han Hu, not Master Dutch.
The high-level light saber that couldn’t be defended even by Seventh-Level Rigid, Zhang Xinghai’s subcutaneous armor would certainly not withstand, it would be dismembered by the chaotic swords.
But such minor injuries, for an ultimate life form like Lu Xun whose physical body and life force are extremely formidable, don’t count even as flesh wounds, equivalent to itching.
Master Dutch also found that this monster is excessively thick-skinned, if the opponent just defends without fighting back, he really has no solution.
He can only drag it out, entangle with this devil muscle giant beast, waiting for the family’s reinforcements to arrive, naturally to eliminate it.
