Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 484

Chapter 484: Chapter 259: You Can’t Hurt Me (He Hall Master, the Little Xuanxuan with the surname Xu)

(For Hall Master “Xu Xiaoxuan” adding more chapters. Another chapter will be returned, and those fans reaching 25,000 will each offer additional chapters~^_^)

The raindrops in the sky stood still for just under one-tenth of a second before crashing down thunderously.

Hundred Drops Rainfall!

Ding ding ding ding, a multitude of dense sounds erupted at the center of the hurricane.

The invader’s head fiercely plunged, and his arms and shoulders displayed numerous dents.

The rapidly spinning Claw Blade Storm began to visibly weaken and fade.

Because the opponent’s arms could no longer remain on the same plane.

The fierce Thousand Fierce Rain was entirely absorbed by the invader.

Finally, the hurricane gyroscope ceased its motion under Mu Fan’s well-aimed Stabbing attack, halting the opponent’s deadly technique.

At this moment, the invader took a defensive posture, curling into a ball with his head covered, leaving only his back visible to Mu Fan while the other parts of the Metal Battle Suit transformed into pixel blocks that surged toward the back.

Armor Transfer!

The defense of the back was instantaneously reinforced.

Another series of dense collision sounds echoed; the indentations this time were much shallower than before, and under Mu Fan’s successive strikes aided by gravity from midair, the blue light on the invader’s feet flickered several times before finally dimming and vanishing.

Then, with a bang, the invader’s knees and forehead hit the ground.

Mu Fan had actually blasted the invader straight down!

Looking at the crossed claw blades behind the opponent’s head-covering arms, a slight joy finally appeared in Mu Fan’s eyes.

The opportunity had finally arisen!

When the last shadow of the stick fell vertically, the right hand that was originally holding the hydraulic rod was raised high, and the hydraulic rod began to spin wildly counterclockwise in his palm!

Seamless connection, Redemption First Stage * Fanatic Cutting!

Mu Fan was still in a plunging posture, but at this rare moment, the Stick Wind Blade Wheel that formed instantly in his hand fiercely swept out.

I must make it cut through!

Ding ding ding, a burst of dense sparks suddenly appeared.

In that instant, Mu Fan felt a surge of exhaustion under the influence of Dark Breath.

But following the buzzing sounds one after the other, accompanied by a flash of silver light, joy finally appeared in Mu Fan’s eyes.

Because the two raised claw blades had finally been chopped off.

His left hand reached out, wanting to press on the opponent’s back and then push off.

But when his fingertips had just touched the opponent’s back armor, he discovered that the opponent’s back had suddenly arched, and the legs retracted at a rapid pace.

Not good!

But it was already too late, the legs, after quickly gathering strength, kicked out forcefully.

To this point, the invader’s face was still toward the ground.

With no objects in the air to leverage, Mu Fan could barely change direction relying solely on his own twist!

Thus, the metal-wrapped legs heavily kicked Mu Fan in the abdomen.

“Keng!”

A muffled groan came from his nostrils.

It was the first time he had been hit by the opponent’s limbs, and then Mu Fan realized how strong the opponent was!

His constitution hadn’t withstood the impact, his abdominals didn’t fully filter out the Sky Kick, and the remaining force surged into his internal organs through the muscles.

He felt a piercing pain in his abdomen and a strong urge to vomit.

Then Mu Fan saw the view in front of him rapidly changing, his body whirling in mid-air, and the hydraulic rod in his hand was kicked away by the Sky Kick’s hooking leg.

His body heavily fell onto the hard ground.

“Cough cough,” Mu Fan coughed violently twice before forcibly suppressing it.

He had been sent flying nearly ten meters by that kick from the opponent.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up, still feeling waves of pain in his abdomen, and the wound on his left shoulder, which had just scabbed over, burst open again.

The invader, who initially curled up like a turtle in defense, flipped over after the legs kicked out, standing on the ground.

The metal on his back once again transformed into a flow of tiny pixel blocks transferring to another area.

Now, apart from the opponent’s claw blades being chopped off, no visible injuries could be seen on his body.

The indentations that had appeared earlier on his body had also disappeared.

Mu Fan swallowed saliva and said in a low voice:

“Black, what kind of monster is this?”

“I see it, it’s freakily bizarre. The enemy’s war armor is some sort of malleable transfer metal; common attacks hardly cause it damage.”

“This one’s a tough nut to crack…” Mu Fan rubbed his stomach, staring intently at the opponent.

“Mu Fan, if things go south, run immediately.”

“I won’t fail that easily!”

Mu Fan clenched his right hand to gather force, pointed in the direction of the enemy with his left, and muttered, “Besides, my backpack is still in the lab.”

“Mu Fan you!” Black’s voice was frantic; it had indeed overlooked this detail.

“I’m going in!”

Mu Fan’s teeth chattered slightly, his voice barely audible as he surged forward.

With a bang underfoot, Mu Fan shot forward like a cannonball.

Without weapons, the enemy had lost its greatest means to instantly kill Mu Fan; now it was time for a real showdown!

The invader shook both fists; the red lens covered his right eye while his left continued to regard Mu Fan coldly and suddenly asked, “Who are you talking to?”

“To your great uncle!”

Mu Fan blurted out, thinking Black enjoyed pretending to be someone’s elder; he wouldn’t lose out on this!

Hearing Mu Fan’s retort, the invader snorted coldly, thrust powerfully with his feet, and collided head-on with Mu Fan.

Boom!

Mu Fan’s punch collided fiercely with the attacker’s ferocious fist.

Both stepped back, and Mu Fan shook his fist, gritting his teeth, “Your shell is pretty tough.”

“You… cannot hurt me,” a dry and icy voice simply stated a fact.

“Then let’s try again!”

Mu Fan swung his right arm back, concealing it behind him!

His muscles quietly began to twist.

The power spiraled up.

Stone Breaking Fist!

Facing such an ironclad monster, Mu Fan would never foolishly choose the Positive Ion Strike or the Cervical Physiotherapy Skill.

Would he hold onto the opponent and use his forehead to meet the steel head-on?

Even with his confidence, Mu Fan wasn’t prepared to give such an enemy with superior strength and covered in a metal battle suit a round of therapy.

The hallmark of Stone Breaking Fist was its penetrating power!

This time, he would try to channel his force through the metal and into the opponent’s body.

“Take a taste of my punch!”

All the force of his Level 22 erupted, delivering a spinning punch with colossal power.

The invader’s peak speed wasn’t as fast as his; that was Mu Fan’s sole chance to win!

He was about to strike! The enemy hadn’t thrown a punch yet!

But in that moment, the intruder did something completely unexpected. As Mu Fan’s attack reached him, he surprisingly abandoned all defense; his guard wide open, Mu Fan’s punch struck hard into his chest.

Thud!

The dull sound echoed; the twisting force from Mu Fan’s muscles surged into the opponent’s body.

The punch lifted the invader off the ground and sent him flying, but even so, his cold gaze didn’t change in the slightest. In an instant, the right hand transformed from fist to claw, gripping Mu Fan’s left shoulder firmly!

Mu Fan was forced backward in flight alongside his adversary.

“Ah!!”

Steel fingers pierced into his previous wound and further enlarged it; Mu Fan felt his shoulder was nearly ripped off with that strike.

With all his strength, he kicked with both legs together, pushing himself free from the grasp using the recoil, but his left shoulder was left with five deep bloody holes!

The wound from the previous day had just healed, now his back and shoulder bore even more gruesome injuries.

Gasping for air heavily, Mu Fan watched the enemy nonchalantly shake off the fresh blood from his palm; his heart grew colder.

His full strength had burst forth, striking the enemy’s chest, but from the feel of the impact, he barely felt the flexibility of muscle beneath the metal…

Could it really be as he had said–

“You… cannot hurt me?”