"This …"
The cabinet ministers in the underground base were all stunned when they saw Xiao Luo's power. They had thought that the genetic warrior would be able to crush Xiao Luo completely, but after witnessing Xiao Luo's combat prowess, they began to doubt it.
President Bama's expression changed, and the smile that he had put on disappeared. He finally understood why the Thousand-Faced Killer, Xiao Han, was able to wreak havoc in Nippon Province. Even the Mei Nation might not be able to take him down with such extraordinary strength.
"How is it? Does it hurt? Hehehe … "In the Mojave Desert, Ian showed off the flesh and blood on his claws and laughed coldly.
"Not bad!"
Xiao Luo smiled. The five ghastly wounds on his chest were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, his wounds were as good as new, and not even a scar was left behind.
"You … What kind of ability is this?" Ian's expression changed, and he looked at Xiao Luo in disbelief.
"You don't need to know!"
Xiao Luo locked onto Ian and exploded with power. He took the initiative to attack.
"Argh!"
After being stunned for a moment, Yi En roared and brazenly faced the attack.
In the blink of an eye, their auras collided, and the two of them faced each other head-on. Fists, claws, kicks, collisions, and violent forces swept across the area like a storm. Sand and dust filled the air, and tons of sand were thrown into the air.
They attacked at the same time like two wild beasts, and neither of them retreated. They attacked each other violently, and the battlefield changed quickly. Clangs, explosions, and roars filled the air.
"Oh my god, are these two humans still fighting?"
The Mei soldiers, who were waiting for an opportunity to strike from a kilometer away, were completely stunned. The battle between two humans had reached such a level that it had completely overturned their understanding of the world. It was simply too shocking. Even though they were so far away, they could still clearly feel the ferocious power of the storm, and it made their scalps tingle.
The cabinet ministers in the underground base could no longer see the battle between Xiao Luo and Ian, as it was replaced by yellow sand. They could only see the satellite images. From the satellite's perspective, they could only see the sand flowers blooming all over the Mojave Desert. Of course, they knew that this was because the battle between Xiao Luo and Ian kept changing places.
…
…
The attacks were like a storm, concentrated and swift!
The collisions were like surging floodwaters!
The battle between Xiao Luo and Ian seemed to have turned every inch of the Mojave Desert upside down.
"Xiao Luo!!!"
Ian was on the verge of going berserk, and his roar shook the sky. He did not hate Xiao Luo, but he was fighting for Huang Ruoran. He wanted to be with Huang Ruoran forever. To achieve this goal, he had been defeated by Xiao Luo time and time again, but he had risen again and again.
He was determined, crazy, and desperate!
Under Xiao Luo's Phantasmal Claw, Ian's body, which he was so proud of, was covered in wounds. However, the momentum of his attack did not weaken, but instead, it became even more terrifying. It was as if the wounds on his body were increasing his strength.
BAM!
Finally, the two fists collided with each other in the simplest and most violent way. The violent and overbearing power rolled out and exploded with a muffled explosion. Then, it swept out to both sides, and the two of them retreated more than ten steps.
The fierce battle finally stopped!
Ian's body was covered in blood, and the bones in his entire right arm were cracked. It was as if he had been pierced by thousands of steel needles. Not only had his arm lost its ability to fight, but his consciousness was also a little blurred.
Xiao Luo's right hand had a comminuted fracture, and blood was seeping out of the surface. His entire right hand was a mess of flesh and blood.
"Not bad, very good!"
Xiao Luo sincerely praised Ian. At the same time, the system spent 100,000 points to heal the hand. The bones and flesh were quickly restored to their original state.
"My goal is to kill you …"
Ian growled. After a short pause, he rushed toward Xiao Luo again. However, he was now an arrow at the end of its flight, and his speed was much slower than before.
Xiao Luo jumped and flipped, and like a ghost, he appeared behind Ian's back. His right palm was aimed at Ian's lower back, and the power of the Eighteen Dragon Palms suddenly exploded.
"Crack ~"
The palm and the lumbar vertebrae collided, and the bones and joints were dislocated.
Ian looked as if he had been struck by lightning. His pupils suddenly dilated, and he screamed miserably. He lost his balance and fell to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
"Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel!"
Xiao Luo said indifferently as he walked in front of him and looked down at him from above.
Ian's face was as ferocious as a devil's. He stared straight at Xiao Luo. "… I'll kill you. I'll kill you …"
He struggled to stand up and clawed at Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo's gaze turned cold, and he kicked Ian in the abdomen. There was a loud bang, and Ian was sent flying like a cannonball. He landed heavily more than ten meters away. Ian's biochemical warrior form was forcefully removed, and he returned to his human form. Although his fair and clean face was covered in blood, he still looked very handsome and devilish.
Defeated. The genetic warrior had been defeated!
Everyone in the underground base widened their eyes in disbelief when they saw Ian reverting to his human form. The genetic warrior was one of the most powerful secret weapons developed by the Mei nation. Its power was second only to nuclear bombs. How could it have been defeated? What kind of person was Xiao Han, the Thousand-faced Killer? How could he have defeated an invulnerable genetic warrior?
Horror, an indescribable horror spread through everyone's body. Everyone felt a chill from the bottom of their soul.
President Bama's eyes were trembling. When Xiao Luo defeated the genetic warrior, he was no longer angry. Instead, he was terrified. His hand that was holding the cup of coffee could not stop shaking.
In the dry and scorching Mojave Desert, Xiao Luo walked up to Ian and said, "Ian, you've lost!"
Lost?
I've lost?
Ian's eyes widened in shock. How could he have lost? If he could not kill Xiao Luo, the beautiful dream between him and Ruoran would come to naught. No, this could not happen. Absolutely not!
With that thought in mind, he mustered all his strength and got up from the ground. He clenched his fists and punched Xiao Luo.
But with his current strength, he was no match for an ordinary person. When he punched Xiao Luo, he was rebounded by Xiao Luo's internal energy. His whole body flew back one or two meters and fell to the ground with blood oozing out of his mouth and nose.
After a short pause, he immediately got up and rushed toward Xiao Luo again, regardless of the consequences.
"Are you done yet?"
Xiao Luo frowned and unleashed his internal energy. Ian was sent flying before he could even touch his body.
This time, Ian was severely injured. His internal organs were severely damaged. He spat out mouthfuls of blood, and his face was extremely pale.
Xiao Luo did not want to waste any more time on him. He turned around and walked toward the base.
"Xiao Luo!"
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