At that moment, the axe that Francis had thrown to the side spun and flew back at Luke at an even faster speed.
It was Angel who caught the axe and threw it back. Then she grabbed a thick steel pipe beside her and followed closely behind, sweeping it horizontally.
The steel pipe whistled through the air.
Luke suddenly stopped and retreated. He pushed aside the spinning axe with the dagger in his left hand and pointed at the steel pipe with the dagger in his right hand.
Clang!
Amidst the loud sound of metal clashing, his figure lightly took a few steps back.
The steel pipe also slowed down, and didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
Angel, who had suddenly launched an attack, was shocked. She loosened her grip and threw away the long steel pipe. She stomped hard on the ground, leaving a trail of deep footprints.
She let out a cry and pushed her fists forward, aiming for Luke's upper body.
Luke smiled again. He put his daggers back at his waist and opened his hands to meet her fists.
Bang!
There was a dull explosion, and a shockwave exploded from their fists and palms, blowing sand and dust in all directions and forming a rapidly expanding circle.
Angel's indifferent face finally revealed a shocked expression, as if she had seen a ghost.
Her ability was extraordinary physical strength and strength. It was normal for her to punch out with one or two tons of force.
That explosive blow just now would have sent an ordinary family car flying seven or eight meters.
She also knew that V was a good shot. In his fight with Francis just now, it was clear that he was also very agile and strong.
But V actually didn't retreat after taking her blow head-on with both hands. This was simply a joke.
However, Angel wasn't a bull who relied solely on strength. She wouldn't foolishly use her hands to wrestle with Luke.
She, who was extremely experienced in combat, was shocked. She reflexively raised her right foot and kicked Luke's ankle.
No matter who the enemy was, their combat strength would definitely be greatly reduced after losing a leg.
Luke was surprised. His right hand abruptly pushed her left fist to his left, and he dashed forward to close the distance between them to avoid the other party's sweeping kick.
His left hand followed closely and pressed down on the other party's chest with the Eight Trigrams Palm.
The moment his palm was about to land, his slightly indented palm suddenly pressed up, and a wave of "Qi" was spat out in a vibrating manner, blasting his opponent's body.
Bang!
Big! What a strong rebound force! Shocked, Luke felt as if his left hand had hit a rubber wall and was about to bounce back.
This thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't forget to bend his left knee and block his opponent's thigh.
Angela grunted. Ignoring the pain in her thighs and chest, she grabbed at the center of Luke's legs with her right hand.
Luke cursed inwardly and hurriedly put his right leg down. At the same time, he drew back his left palm, ready to strike again.
Angela felt her chest tighten, and her right hand reached out to grab his chest.
Creak!
Her fingertips scratched the breastplate of the V suit, producing an ear-piercing sound of friction, but she couldn't find a point of strength at all.
Before she could react, Luke used the second Eight Trigrams Palm with his left hand.
Bang!
This time, Angela's legs were temporarily lifted into the air by the slightly upward force of the palm. She finally couldn't help but cry out in pain. "Ah!"
But as she screamed, her hands had already locked onto his right hand. She pulled hard, and using this as leverage, she straightened her back and raised her legs to clamp down on his neck.
Crucifix!
Luke instantly understood Angel's intentions, and his lips curled up even higher under the mask.
Apart from Frank D 'Amico, this was the second fierce person who dared to use interlocking techniques on a suit of armor.
The V suit's armor was indeed very weak. In order to maintain its flexibility, most parts were made of soft materials.
That was why Luke had always called it a combat suit, because at first glance, it didn't look as hard as Iron Man or Batman.
But in fact, most of the force of Angel's first punch had been borne by the exoskeleton of the combat suit. Luke had only used about a third of his strength.
She had been tricked again when she grabbed his chest. She hadn't grabbed his shirt, but the composite breastplate.
Now, she was being tricked a third time.
Angela moved very quickly, and the disadvantage of having an ordinary brain was revealed.
She didn't understand at all that Luke was wearing armor and wasn't an ordinary opponent at all. His overly fast movements had caused her to misjudge three times in a row.
Luke simply raised his left hand to block in front of him, and stopped the Crucifix at the last moment.
Angela exerted force with her legs, but found that she couldn't close them.
Luke's left hand didn't move at all, as if it were made of steel.
However, he was also very surprised.
Victoria, the combat suit's AI program, was already giving out warnings that 12% of the combat suit had been damaged, and the damage was still increasing.
Angela's monstrous strength exceeded his expectations.
Although 12% of the damage to the combat suit was due to her first explosive punch, it was a little unbelievable that she could increase the damage of the exoskeleton system of the V combat suit so quickly by clamping her legs together.
Who in the world would dare be her boyfriend?
Luke couldn't help but recall the American Got Talent show in his previous life, where a buff woman had broken watermelons with her legs. On average, she had broken one in two seconds.
When the watermelon exploded, the red pulp was crushed, and the watermelon juice flowed all over the ground.
If Angela got too excited one day and used too much force, would her boyfriend end up like those watermelons?
Unless he found someone like Iron Hide Creech, he would probably be able to survive!
In an instant, Luke erased this inexplicable scene that shouldn't have flashed across his mind.
He refocused and was about to subdue Angela, who had used her deadly scissor feet, when his body suddenly trembled and he looked at Francis in surprise.
At this moment, he felt several strange waves mixed together, coming from all directions and enveloping the area he was in.
Francis didn't take the opportunity to escape while Luke and Angela were fighting. He simply put away the smile on his face and looked at the battlefield coldly. He even pulled out a military knife from his leg, as if he was ready to launch a sneak attack at any moment.
At that moment, he was already ready, and he decisively lunged at Luke's thigh.
Almost at the same time, Luke sighed gloomily. "I wanted to fight you, but who knew you'd start playing with technology?"
Francis's heart trembled when he heard that, but he didn't stop. Instead, he stabbed down even harder.
Luke stretched out his right hand, which Angela had grabbed tightly to her chest, and pressed down in a smooth manner. Blue and white electric arcs lit up on his hand armor.
Crack!
Hiss! Hiss!
Angela, who was trying her best to control his movements, convulsed with pain in her chest.
Although her hands and feet were still moving, her entire body was stiff from the electric shock, and she could no longer release her terrifying strength.
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