Compared to Number 16, Number 18 was more lively and natural. She smiled before speaking and didn't look like one of the test subjects at all.
If they had met elsewhere, Lou Cheng would definitely have noticed the strangeness and uniqueness of Number 4, Number 6, and even Number 16. However, he would most likely have treated Number 18 as a normal Physical Invulnerability expert.
Perhaps this is why Number 16 thinks she's stronger … With an elder by his side, Lou Cheng didn't act on his own accord despite his anger. Instead, he thought of other problems to maintain his Ice Heart.
Hearing Number 18's words, the lean and elegant Ji Jianzhang looked deeply at her. He glanced at Lin Que from the corner of his eye and laughed.
"I haven't traveled in Jianghu for many years. Looks like everyone in this war-torn zone has forgotten the name of the Heaven Leaning Sword.
"Let's have a discussion. We'll consider how to apologize and compensate you after this!"
As he spoke, his smile faded and his tone turned sinister. At the last word, he flicked the tip of his sword.
Clang!
A dragon's roar soared into the sky and reverberated throughout the entire main laboratory. It shook the ears of the remaining researchers in protective gear and immediately plunged them into a world of silence.
The sound of the sword entered their ears and a radiance erupted. Thin rays of light first sprang up like a fountain and then sprinkled down, covering Number 18.
It had a strong suction force that made it difficult for the enemy to move. Some even wanted to throw themselves into the trap like moths to a flame.
The Yin-Yang Magnetic Ray Sword!
The sword cuts the body and the magnetic field destroys the instrument!
This was the most effective way to deal with the products of man-made weapons projects.
However, Number 18's thoughts and reactions were like those of a normal Physical Invulnerability expert. She wasn't affected at all. The fact that her previous suggestion was rebutted made her squint her eyes. She was no different from an ordinary person when she hid her anger in the stars.
Her eyes sparkled and she instantly regained her composure. She didn't force herself to move. Instead, she placed her hands on the edge of the long experiment table and leaned back. Her dangling right leg followed the suction force and swung upwards. The blazing light formed a knife and slashed towards the core of the sword aura fountain.
But the moment Ji Jianzhang drew his sword, or even the moment he spoke, Dou Ning had already made her preparations. She took a step forward, squatted down, and stabbed the ancient longsword that shone with clear moonlight into the ground, spreading out a heavy and gloomy glow.
The surrounding concrete immediately cracked, as if it had been weathered for a long time and was extremely dry. The remaining experimental personnel who were shocked by the sword's sound had their feet stuck to the ground, trembling non-stop. Their skin dried up inch by inch, as if their blood and water were being sucked away.
The dim light was either heavy or light, causing the gravitational force in this area to be unbalanced. It pulled No. 18's movement in the opposite direction, causing her razor-like right foot to be somewhat sluggish. Her cooperation with Ji Jianzhang's sword was flawless, showing the tacit understanding that had been settled for decades.
The eighth move of the Fighting Sect, "Withered Desolation, Silent Earth"!
There were three stages to this killer move. First, it would extract the surrounding water, including the ground and the living beings that were attached to it. Next, it would simulate a certain degree of gravity to disturb and influence the enemy. Finally, it would trigger an earthquake at a locked location and release the gathered energy. These three stages could be used separately and only one of them could be used. After mastering the sequence, it could be changed according to one's will.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! The light of the "razor" split apart the "rain of swords" and accurately blocked Ji Jianzhang's blade. However, due to the pull, it was a little slower. Many of the lights escaped the net and were continuously slashed by them.
If No. 18 hadn't formed a shield in time to resist the damage, she would have been covered in cuts and bruises.
Clang! Dou Ning straightened her back and stood up. She took the opportunity to pull out her sword. From left to right, she slashed at her opponent lightly, but the suction force was obvious.
Beside her, the experimental personnel wearing protective suits fell to the ground like dominoes. Their faces were filled with fear, like specially made dried corpses.
Ji Jianzhang's wrist shook. His long sword was half hooked. From right to left, it was so heavy that it felt like he was carrying a thousand kilograms of weight. However, it felt like he was pushing someone.
One sucking and one repulsing, one pulling and one pushing. The two's sword techniques complemented each other and enveloped No. 18.
Lou Cheng stood beside the metal bed and didn't interfere rashly.
A battle between Physical Invulnerability experts took up an extraordinary amount of space and range. If one didn't have long practice of cooperation and forcefully helped, it would affect the footwork and moves of the two seniors. One plus two might be less than two.
Under such circumstances, the best way to work together was to take turns attacking the enemy, one after another. It was just like his experience with Ren Li. Unfortunately, the two of them had been in the martial arts world together for many years and had a tacit understanding of each other. They didn't leave any gaps for others to interfere.
It feels like an unnecessary onlooker … The thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't relax at all.
Since No. 18 is here, what about No. 17?
What about No. 17, whom No. 16 thought was stronger than him?
Is he also in the base and rushing over after hearing the commotion? Or is he hiding somewhere, waiting for a chance to deal a fatal blow?
With such concerns hanging at the back of his mind, Lou Cheng completely gave up on the idea of attacking No. 18.
While blocking the aftermath of the battle between Physical Invulnerability experts to prevent the immobile Lin Que from being accidentally injured, he used the Ice Heart to reflect his surroundings and check on his brother-in-law's condition.
Lin Que's pain eased, and Lou Cheng's figure was reflected in his slightly cloudy eyes.
He was stunned for two seconds before he remembered who he was. His tense muscles relaxed, and his eyelids drooped, covering that fleeting moment of weakness.
When he opened his eyes again, his emotions had returned to normal. Two sparks of light appeared at the bottom of the dark pool.
His dry lips moved with difficulty, and his throat bobbed up and down a few times. However, he couldn't make a sound. From the shape of his mouth, he was clearly saying,
"Thank … Thank you …"
Lou Cheng felt a lump in his throat. He hurriedly looked for a way to deactivate the various devices. He wasn't proficient in such matters, so he didn't dare to do it right away. He was afraid that he would destroy some important device and cause his brother-in-law's condition to worsen.
He glanced at the area facing away from the battlefield and glanced at the researchers who had turned into ice sculptures. With a press of his right hand, an unbreakable ice wall formed beside the metal bed to block the aftermath of the battle between Physical Invulnerability experts.
With a leap, Lou Cheng pounced to the side of a researcher who seemed to be the leader. With his left palm burning with faint purple flames, he slapped the other party's shoulder.
Drip, drip, drip. The ice wall melted. The researcher's face turned green as he trembled. Unfortunately, what awaited him wasn't Yan Nuan, but a simplified Army Formula.
The researcher broke down instantly. He was dragged to the metal bed by Lou Cheng for a "consultation". He spilled everything he knew, including the number of one-night stands he had.
Pressing and pulling, Lou Cheng quickly deactivated the devices on Lin Que's body.
Just as he was done, he was startled. He turned around and looked at the door.
A figure was approaching with a trail of light. Noticing Lou Cheng's gaze, he paused.
His blonde hair was parted in the middle, and his pupils were crimson red as if they were burning. He wore a white T-shirt with the number "17" on it and a black jacket. His hands, which were placed in front of him, were surrounded by fiery snakes. They weren't damaged at all.
"It's the 17th …" Lou Cheng felt relieved, but he had more worries.
The main laboratory wasn't small, but it wasn't big either. He had to take care of his brother-in-law, who didn't have any defensive abilities. He wouldn't be able to fight to his heart's content. Looking at Number 17, he wasn't an easy opponent to deal with …
Amidst his thoughts, Lou Cheng quickly made a decision. He leaned back and pressed with his palm, sealing Lin Que in layers of ice and leaving some breathing holes.
This way, as long as Grandpa Ke and Grandma Ke could get rid of Number 18 as soon as possible, the impact on Brother-in-law would be under control.
He had to choose the lesser of two evils!
With Lou Cheng's move, Number 17 moved as well. He crouched like a leopard on the hunt and pounced. He clenched his fists and placed them beside him, covered in golden-red flames.
With a push, Lou Cheng also rushed forward, his right fist burning with a faint purple flame, tightly wrapped around it.
Under the control of the God Above His Head, the anger in his heart leaked out little by little, adding fuel to the Lord Emperor's Purple Flames.
Boom!
The fists collided and an explosion sounded. The researchers, who were paralyzed like mud, were sent flying and slammed into the wall. Their bones were broken, and blood spurted from their mouths. It was obvious they wouldn't survive.
Lou Cheng didn't have the slightest bit of sympathy for this kind of people who experimented on innocent and involuntary people. In fact, he even wanted to burn them to the ground!
Faint purple and golden-red flames splashed, igniting parts of the equipment and activating the smoke alarms. The newest fire extinguishing material scattered.
Amidst the smoke and fire, Number 17 and Lou Cheng's fists reverberated at the same time. One retreated with his left shoulder and advanced with his right, bending his elbow and smashing down. The other retracted his right fist and advanced with his left, still covered in purple flames.
In an instant, Lou Cheng opened his fist and extended his five fingers. His palm firmly held Number 17's elbow.
Number 17's elbow suddenly sank. He swung his forearm and used the force to punch. The golden-red flames spun and erupted.
Just as he was about to move, Lou Cheng's palm on Number 17's elbow suddenly shook, dispersing the force of his opponent's punch. He shook Number 17 a few steps back and let the purple flames flow over.
At the same time, he tilted his head slightly and dodged most of the golden-red flames. The remaining flames didn't leave a single burn mark on his face. It was as though he was playing with his cat.
Number 17 shook his forearm and let the purple flames fall to the ground. They softened the ground and left a black mark.
Both of them were experts at controlling fire!
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