Although he was surprised, Chief Sai still gave himself some mental preparation: Even if you suddenly turned into a muscular man, I won't be distracted, I promise!
Luke looked at his main body. For the first time, all three attributes had exceeded 140 (he had clones before), and he took a deep breath.
100% Strength Burst
He immediately felt the power in the depths of his body erupt like a volcano and fill his entire body.
140 attributes was 14 times that of a normal person, and the actual coefficient was increased by another 14 times, which was 200 times that of a normal person.
100% Strength Burst doubled the actual effect to an astonishing 400 times that of a normal person.
With a little training, it was normal for an ordinary person to hit more than 100 kilograms in a punching test.
This also meant that a casual punch from Luke could exert 50 tons of force.
Coupled with his strength exertion skills as a physical technique master, this number could easily exceed 70 tons.
More importantly, after the intermediate evolution integrated his body's abilities, this output of strength was completely normal.
Although it might not be to the extent of "fighting for an entire day" like Steve, a conservative estimate was that it could last for a few hours.
Selina, who had been quietly approaching, suddenly got distracted, even though she had clearly mentally prepared herself just now.
However, Luke, who had unleashed 100% Strength Burst, looked dramatically different.
He suddenly grew to more than 2.5 meters tall, but his body didn't change into the buckets that Green Fat Thanos had.
The nano inner armor turned dark yellow, the same color as the half-body armor.
The tight-fitting combat suit stuck to his body, fully showing off Luke's muscular, upside-down triangular figure.
This was a body that could satisfy a woman's requirements for a perfect male body. Also, it emitted a yellow light, as if it had been blessed by the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple.
Chief Sai subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva: Watching this in broad daylight, it's so exciting!
Luke noticed Selina's sudden pause, but wasn't surprised at all.
He had warned her precisely because he suspected that she wouldn't be able to take it. Sure enough, she was a little distracted now, which was still within his tolerance range.
In fact, at 2023, Luke's attributes were only 120, and he had only used a level-three clone with 40 attributes to keep Thanos busy.
Now that the clone had been recalled, his main body, with all his attributes at 140, was basically on par with Thanos in terms of physical fitness.
But Thanos wasn't Luke.
He might be gifted, born with superhuman strength, and proficient in combat techniques. He could be seen as the universe's version of Xiang Yu or Lu Bu. In the stories, he would definitely be described as having the bravery of ten thousand men.
Luke, on the other hand, was a scoring machine with superpowers.
This was especially true for Elementary Simulation + Muscle Control, which allowed one to quickly learn any combat technique. One day of training was equivalent to one month of training for others.
Luke, on the other hand, had been waiting for these two abilities for almost ten years.
Obviously, Thanos did not have 300 years to practice his fighting skills.
Thus, when Luke "made up" for his lack of strength, Thanos was instantly at a disadvantage.
Luke easily blasted away the cover in front of him with a punch and raised the double-headed saber with a slap. Slayer Tyrant looked over in astonishment, but his chest was already exposed.
The Half-body Iron Fist Armor collided heavily with his golden armor. This set of armor, which had always been indestructible, creaked as if it was wailing before death.
What was even more terrifying was that Slayer Tyrant hadn't been sent flying.
The force of Luke's collision was deflected, and Thanos was sent flying backward, creating a huge crater in the grass.
Without being sent flying, there was no buffer space, and there was no time to react.
Slayer Tyrant, whose chest was in intense pain, didn't even have time to get up before Luke's huge body pressed down on him. Luke's fists, elbows, and knees didn't stop as they bombarded his face, ribs, and crotch.
Slayer Tyrant's thick body, however, displayed astonishing agility.
Although it had been a long time since he had been pressed to the ground and beaten, his compatriots, who called him a monster, had done this a lot when he was a child on Titan.
Thus, he was actually very familiar with this feeling; it was just that he hadn't thought about it for a long time.
At that moment, Slayer Tyrant once again felt the humiliation of being ganged up on and beaten up as a teenager. The difference was that Luke's punches and kicks were even more vicious and ferocious than those of his compatriots.
Selina, who had sneaked over, was a little dumbfounded. Bastard, how the hell am I supposed to get involved?
The two giants, who were three meters tall, were rolling and fighting on the ground. The soil, grass, and trees within a hundred meters were sent flying, and huge craters were formed.
If this was a sneak attack, would they beat up Luke as well?
Luke, however, was extremely excited.
It really wasn't easy to find an evenly matched enemy.
It was even harder to find an enemy who could force him to use a lot of his trump cards.
Someone like Malekith, who was purely a "tool type," was pitifully weak.
The very existence of people like Dom, Hila, and the like were cheating. If Luke wanted to kill them, he would have to destroy their "dimensional space."
Only an enemy like Slayer Tyrant could have a fair fight with Luke.
Although Slayer Tyrant was currently in a situation where he could be beaten up at any time, and his attack had been too hasty, Luke had relied on his own abilities to wear down Slayer Tyrant's fleet, so it was normal for him to have a bit of a territorial advantage.
Even so, Luke thought that Slayer Tyrant, who was better at fighting on his feet, was extremely resilient in the fight on the ground.
He had abandoned the double-headed giant saber, which wasn't suitable for fighting on the ground. Slayer Tyrant's thick body twisted and turned, and he felt like a green fatty that had been possessed by a monkey – agile and barbaric.
Every second, the two of them were hit dozens of times by the other party's fists, kicks, elbows, and knees.
Slayer Tyrant's golden armor was quickly sinking in and shattering, while Luke's Iron Fist Armor only dimmed for a moment before it lit up again.
In this tangled battle, Slayer Tyrant was clearly at a disadvantage.
He had also noticed that the Iron Fist Armor was actually similar to a personal protective shield.
If he wanted to break it, he had to continuously hit a certain point on the armor with all his strength in order to break through it – it was the same principle as breaking a battleship's protective shield.
But Slayer Tyrant sadly discovered that he couldn't do it.
Ever since this Earthling transformed like Hulk, he no longer lost to Slayer Tyrant in terms of strength, and his skills were inconceivably better than Slayer Tyrant's.
Back when Slayer Tyrant had beaten up Hulk on the Asgard colony ship, he had easily seen through Hulk's every attack, and beating Hulk was no different from beating his own son.
Now, Luke's skills were suppressing Slayer Tyrant.
What had Hulk looked like back then? Now, Slayer Tyrant was getting beaten up.
This wasn't a trick, but a real difference in strength.
Slayer Tyrant, who had experienced countless battles, knew very well that if he couldn't quickly win by surprise, he wouldn't even be able to escape later, let alone win.
Thinking quickly, he suddenly lowered his head and used his helmet to block Luke's continuous punches in the face.
At the same time, he twisted his thick waist, and his pillar-like legs locked onto Luke's waist, locking him in place.
His free left hand suddenly joined with his right hand to wrap around Luke's right arm.
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