Tuoba Gou Dan

Chapter 197 - 165: The "Potential" of the True New Martial Powerhouses_1

Chapter 197: Chapter 165: The "Potential" of the True New Martial Powerhouses_1


The Electronic Demon looked at the terrifying figure in front of him, who completely shrouded the fluorescent ceiling light. A nameless fear and intense danger enveloped him.


A bizarre sense of identity displacement left him momentarily dazed.


However, he quickly recovered. A blush of embarrassment and anger surged onto his cheeks.


Damn it!


I’m supposed to be the main antagonist, okay?!


Don’t steal my scene, you bastard!


The sound of electronic equipment starting up resounded from within the Electronic Demon’s burly and fat body, and his massive frame was about to rise from the ground.


However, at that very second, a hand—veins bulging, bones thick, as large as a dark cloud—was already whistling down to strike him.


"CRACKLE—"


Where the hand fell, the air was compressed, creating a series of sharp, explosive cracks. Shallow white ripples of air dispersed in circles from the edge of the palm.


The Electronic Demon’s electronic eyes flashed blue. Emitting a low roar like a mechanical monster, he suddenly thrust his own hand up to meet the attack.


"BOOM—"


The entire underground video arcade seemed to tremble violently.


Large fissures spiderwebbed across the cement ground under Lu Yuan’s feet.


The Electronic Demon in front of him had one hand twisted at an unnatural angle. His broken mechanical skeleton pierced through the skin, exposed and showering sparks.


The majority of his body was deeply embedded in the cement ground, as if he had been forcefully smashed into it.


The bright yellow Level 4 Ten Thousand Refining Crane Bone Strength flowed and pulsed between Lu Yuan’s palm and fingertips.


Lu Yuan remained composed, the muscles in his arm flowing rapidly like liquid mercury.


His descending palm changed from a strike to a grasp, fingers like sharp talons.


Sure-kill, [Spirit Crane Skill. Mistakenly Picked Immortal Orchid]!


The terrifying penetrative power allowed Lu Yuan’s fingers to pierce into the Electronic Demon’s skull as easily as sinking into tofu.


"CREAK! CRACK—"


A grating sound of twisting metal followed.


The Electronic Demon’s electronic eyes bulged violently.


Before he could react, Lu Yuan had already lifted his hand.


Gripping his head with one hand, Lu Yuan forcibly yanked the Electronic Demon out of the ground!


After Breaking the Limit in physical constitution, experiencing a surge in Vigor, and an improvement in intelligence, the power of the Spirit Crane Skill’s three Sure-kills had also significantly increased.


Now, when Lu Yuan executed them, their might was more than five times greater than before!


Lu Yuan, in his limit-transformed state, stood 1.95 meters tall.


His muscles bulged and knotted like old tree roots, and prominent blue-green veins writhed on his skin like earthworms.


The bright yellow Ten Thousand Refining Crane Bone Strength enveloped him like a special effect, covering his body and arms.


In fact, the Electronic Demon was physically larger than Lu Yuan.


But now, he was suspended in mid-air like a helpless sack of flesh, Lu Yuan gripping his head with a single hand.


The Electronic Demon, dominated by inexplicable fear and rage, suddenly began to emit flashes of blue light. A far more potent force brewed and surged within him.


"You... deserve to die!"


Lu Yuan, however, seemed oblivious to the Electronic Demon’s imminent outburst.


He merely gazed calmly into the Electronic Demon’s eyes and then swept his gaze over the broken game machines haphazardly piled around them.


He stated coldly, "Those who don’t follow the rules of the game... are destined to be eliminated by the rules."


"BOOM!"


***


"SLAP!"


Xu Chengying slammed the handgun she was holding onto the table in frustration. "He’s not responding to me," she fumed.


"Heh heh, you’re acting more and more like a simp—"


"Try saying that again if you dare."


The blue-haired young man looked at the gun barrel pressed against his forehead. He attempted to raise his hands, which were crackling with blue electrical light.


In the end, after his expression flickered through several changes, he resentfully lowered his hands and shut his mouth.


He hadn’t received many genetic strengthening injections and wasn’t proficient in combat. His strength relied entirely on the Blue Electric Finger ability in his hands.


At such close range... he truly didn’t dare gamble with Xu Chengying on whether his hands or her gun would be faster.


"Hmph—"


Seeing the blue-haired young man back down, Xu Chengying sneered and slowly lowered her handgun.


The long-haired young man and Xiang Shenghao, who were sitting nearby, ignored this exchange. Instead, their brows were furrowed, as if deep in thought.


Xiang Shenghao pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "It feels like him, yet it also doesn’t."


The long-haired young man rolled his eyes, speechless. "What’s the difference between saying that and not saying anything at all?"


Then, his expression turned serious, and he stated impassively, "I don’t think we need to dwell on Lu Yuan’s identity anymore. Let’s assume he’s the Lu Yuan on the leaderboard. Since he soloed a B-level mission, his strength is probably around B-minus. This assessment might even be inflated. Because he solos, who knows what methods he used? If he was truly playing fair and square, he wouldn’t ditch teamwork to do missions alone, would he? Team cooperation scores are heavily weighted in this assessment. Even a genuine powerhouse like Teng Xiangqing has to bring a few teammates along, even if they’re just there to make up numbers."


The long-haired young man, Ye Wuqiang, was impressively clear-headed this time. His analysis was logical and well-supported, and the other three couldn’t help but show signs of agreement.


Ye Wuqiang continued, "To put it bluntly, he’s stronger than us, but only by a limited margin. Before I entered the assessment, my comprehensive strength rating was C-plus. He Jun, yours was too, right?"


The blue-haired young man lifted his chin slightly, huffing with a touch of pride, "What do you think?"


"Hmm. I’m not sure about the strength of Oyster and Exact-shot, but I’m certain they’re at least C-level."


"The four of us average around C-level in strength. It’s a bit of a shame to be missing him, a B-level individual."