Shaking off the purple flames, Number 17 took a step forward, raised his right leg, and lashed out at Lou Cheng's head. It was fast and ferocious, like the assault of fire.
Lou Cheng lowered his body and stepped out diagonally. While avoiding the kick, he took advantage of the fact that Number 17 was standing on one leg with his right hand hanging down. With a hook and shake, he threw out a cluster of light purple flames that slithered close to the ground.
It burned silently with hidden power. Even a master of fire control would be burned and melted by it.
This was the manifestation of Ice Burning, the essence of the fifth move of the Fire Sect, Burning Mountain, Evaporating Lake!
Number 17 missed with his kick. Exerting strength from his waist, he leaped into the air, causing the cluster of light purple flames to rush to the side of the wall. As it soared, it softened and warped the upright silver-white metal.
Bending his back in midair, Number 17 released himself like a tightened spring. He straightened his body abruptly and lightly kicked out with his left leg.
The kick seemed casual and natural, but it was just right. It was so heavy that Lou Cheng couldn't help but sway forward to receive it.
Creak! Lou Cheng circulated his Qi and blood, stimulating his body. Using the Simplified Fighting Formula, he expanded his muscles and resisted the suction force with his explosive strength. He threw a punch.
Bam!
His fist landed squarely on the sole of Number 17's foot, causing the black military boots to flutter like butterflies. They either fell into the flames or drifted to the ground.
Number 17 used the force to bounce back. Before he could regain his footing, he saw Lou Cheng pouncing at him at lightning speed. His right fist was unusually heavy and covered in purple flames. It was like the majestic hand of a legendary emperor that could encompass heaven and earth.
Simplified Attainment Formula!
His heart stirred slightly. Number 17's eyes glowed green. The light quickly gathered and shot at Lou Cheng's head.
"Laser Beam Cannon!"
You're fast, but I'm faster!
This was a high-tech device that only Number 16, Number 17, and Number 18 could use. It was inseparable from their own unique abilities. Even if the other codenames obtained it, they wouldn't be able to activate it.
Even these three Terror Grade Mighty Ones couldn't use it consecutively. Their bodies and equipment couldn't take it if they used it too often.
Lou Cheng threw a punch, but he suddenly sensed danger. He collapsed his shoulder, pulled his arm, and forcefully changed the direction of his punch to a downward smash, causing his body to fall forward.
Whoosh! The two beams of green light hit the opposite silver-white wall and directly penetrated it, leaving a hole.
Before Lou Cheng could straighten his body, Number 17 rushed forward, swinging his right arm and punching downwards with his clenched fist.
With two bangs, he continuously hammered down with both hands. The golden-red flames bared their fangs and brandished their claws, choosing their targets to devour.
Lou Cheng lowered his head and swung his arms upwards to block.
Rumble! Rumble!
After two punches, Number 17 lowered his right arm and raised his fist from the ground towards Lou Cheng's chin. It was as if he was going to send Lou Cheng flying into the air.
Lou Cheng quickly shrunk his shoulders and folded his arms in front of his body to cover his face. He was in a boxing defensive stance.
Bang!
A ball of fire burst out. Lou Cheng leaned back and took a step back.
Number 17 took a step forward.
As soon as his left foot stepped on the ground without a shoe and sock, flames immediately shot out from under his body. The flames shot up into the air as if they were burning a cannon.
Bang! At the critical moment, Lou Cheng ignited part of the Flame Force in his body. He changed directions in midair and moved horizontally. The pillar of fire that seemed to be shouting at the heavens brushed past him and only burned his right leg.
His navy blue trousers turned into ash. The "woolen pants" that Yan Zheke had mentioned vanished, leaving only red skin.
If the flames had burned a little longer, even Lou Cheng would have been burned.
Number 17, who had completed his combo, didn't waste the advantage he had just accumulated. He "ignited" the Flame Force in several parts of his body.
This "igniting" was like a flickering match thrown into a car's fuel tank. Number 17 instantly exploded, throwing a total of eight punches at Lou Cheng. This was in the time it took a normal Physical Invulnerability expert to throw two punches! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Lou Cheng couldn't hold on by himself. He could only assume a complete defensive stance, protecting the vital parts of his upper body. The rest of his body formed ice walls and continued to condense.
Crack! Crack! Crack! It was hard to tell whether it was the sound of crystals shattering or bones cracking. He finally survived Number 17's most violent round of attacks. Many of his body's surface were charred and sunken.
After eight punches, Number 17 took a step back, caught his breath, and punched out his right fist again. The golden-red flames sang joyfully, as if they had transformed into an undying bird that only existed in myths and legends. It ferociously pecked at its opponent, and its beak was Number 17's fist!
At this moment, Lou Cheng, who had been in a complete defensive stance but hadn't forgotten to prepare a counterattack, endured the pain. Taking advantage of his opponent's retreat, he exhaled and shouted,
"Formation!"
He didn't make any hand seals. Instead, he used his visualization, voice, and mind to perform a half-simplified version to save time.
The air instantly froze as if it had turned into an invisible wall. The golden-red immortal bird transformed from Number 17's fist was about to fly out, but it was imprisoned in place. It bit and burned furiously, trying its best to destroy the wall.
The half-simplified version of the Formation Formula wasn't as effective as the complete version. It lasted only half a breath before it was smashed and burned by Lou Cheng's fist.
However, Lou Cheng had already bent his back, dodging the remaining force of the Immortal Bird Fist. At the same time, the deep, dark universe and dazzling stars appeared around him.
This move was both a counterattack and a counterattack. It was brilliant!
Following which, he crossed his hands and swung them at Number 17 from below like a sledgehammer. He straightened his body and stared at Number 17 with his eyes fixed.
Number 17 clenched his left fist and hammered it down. The moment he came into contact with Lou Cheng's hands, his body seemed to have become weightless. He took advantage of the momentum and fell back, half blocking and half parrying.
He had just taken a step back when the dreamy, boundless starry sky enveloped him, turning the surroundings dark and cold with layers of ice.
Number 17 was sealed in the transparent coffin and couldn't move for a moment. The stars whizzed over like rocket launchers, smashing into the ice layer one after another.
They first blasted open the crystal and then flew toward Number 17 one after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The densely packed explosions almost merged into one, and the resulting shockwaves shattered more than half of the ice wall around Lin Que.
Number 17's figure appeared amidst the scattered flames and smoke. He had a mixture of red and white liquid at the corner of his mouth. His clothes were tattered and riddled with holes. His flesh was charred black.
With the defense of his shield and his control of flames, his injuries weren't too serious.
However, in his eyes, Lou Cheng's surroundings were already swirling with faint purple, light blue, and scarlet. Furthermore, they were still condensing into gold and white.
Bam!
Lou Cheng took a step forward and struck out with his palm.
Number 17 was about to block with his fist, dodge the condensation, and counterattack. However, just as he raised his arm, a green light flashed in his eyes as though he had sensed something. He forcibly used Flame Leap and moved horizontally with a bang.
The change in direction was too steep, causing many of the wounds on Number 17's body to split open and bleed.
It's a pity he didn't take the bait and block the Lament of the Ice Queen head-on … Lou Cheng changed his mind and continued attacking his enemy.
At this moment, Number 18 let out a scream of fear. Then, Lou Cheng's eyes were filled with the radiance of the sword. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! As the sword flashed, the sound of flesh being cut rang out continuously. Ji Jianzhang and Dou Ning had worked together for a long time before finally killing Number 18. If it weren't for their tacit cooperation, Number 18 would have had a chance to escape from the base if it were two other Physical Invulnerability experts, as long as they weren't at the level of Warrior Sage or Dragon King.
When the sound entered his ears, Number 17 frowned. He made a prompt decision and shot out a violent and terrifying reddish-gold fireball. His target wasn't Lou Cheng, but Lin Que!
As soon as the fireball flew, he ran for the door without looking back. His figure flashed continuously as he retreated.
Lou Cheng's pupils shrank. He didn't dare to risk Lin Que, whose ice wall was severely damaged. He immediately changed directions and blocked in front of the metal bed with his Ice Spirit Holy Light.
Poof! Boom!
The reddish-gold fireball was first pierced and then exploded. The sound was deafening, and the shockwave was like a tsunami. However, Lou Cheng blocked it all. Bam!
Bam! Bam!
At this moment, Number 17's figure had long disappeared from the door. No one knew where he went.
Seeing Lou Cheng's slightly regretful expression, Ji Jianzhang sheathed his sword and said,
"Well done. This old man was a little impulsive just now. I should have moved Que 'er first."
"Let's call it a day. The direct attacker and the leader of the base have already been killed. He's just a subject. Don't worry too much."
"Don't go too far. After all, Ke is still in America."
So in the world of Physical Invulnerability experts, this isn't considered going too far … Lou Cheng glanced at the dead subjects and Number 18. The corner of his mouth twitched.
But then again, it made sense. The Americans and Japanese were in the wrong, and what they did was against human nature. What they did was the kind that would be condemned in speech and in writing. Giving them some face wasn't considered too harsh. If anyone dared to make things difficult for Ke, did they really think that their family could withstand the revenge of a Physical Invulnerability expert who had been waiting for them for ten years?
The borders were so long that it was easy to find a place to sneak in. Even if there was a Physical Invulnerability expert at home, they couldn't keep their entire family tied to their waist at all times. Once they shed all pretense of cordiality, both sides would suffer huge losses. Therefore, Physical Invulnerability experts knew their limits.
Of course, lunatics like Dark Night Bat were an exception.
"Find some survivors and copy the information here. Then, destroy the base. First, we'll have something on them. Second, we'll be able to prevent Que 'er from being harmed by the experiments. When the time comes, we'll be able to follow the clues." Dou Ning said to Lou Cheng, half sighing and half benevolent.
She was imparting her experience in dealing with similar situations.
"Okay." Lou Cheng heaved a sigh of relief and turned to another laboratory.
…
Boom!
Huge flames rose up, and the Hokō Machinery Corporation completely collapsed.
Number 17, whose blond hair was parted in the middle, was hiding in the crowd and watching the scene in a daze.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Free, free …" He kept muttering. In exchange, the surrounding people looked at him as though he was crazy.
PS: Previously, there were two '74's, so this is' 76's. Please recommend and vote ~
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