Chapter 831: Chapter 831
"Women always instinctively protect that pretty face of yours," Tang Zheng said as he extended his armature, grabbing the masked woman’s arm and pulling her back. At the same time, he spun his body around his left leg as the pivot, delivering a ferocious knee strike towards the masked woman’s face.
"Damn it, I’m going to kill you," the masked woman seethed with rage when she realized that his move was yet another feint. Raising her arms to block Tang Zheng’s knee strike, she was only touched before realizing that there wasn’t much strength behind it. Fresh chapters posted on n̷o̷v̷e̷l̷f̷i̷r̷e̷.net
"Wrong again." Before Tang Zheng’s right leg even made contact with the masked woman, he shifted his weight, his body hanging in the air as he brought up his left leg and slammed into her abdomen.
Boom, the masked woman was hit in the belly, bending into an inverted V-shape as she fell towards the rooftop.
"Don’t you know talking will make you lose your full strength?" Tang Zheng spoke to distract the masked woman’s judgment and attention. He was about to grab her hair but considering the attack trajectory of the Moon Blade, he gave up and instead kept his grip on her arm, yanking her down forcefully towards the ground.
Bang, the masked woman smashed into the ground, her head spinning. After all, she was a Conqueror who had gone through more than a dozen battles and could activate Third-order Explosive Type. After being hit a few times, she finally grasped that Tang Zheng’s every word was leading her into a trap, and she had fallen for it.
However, Tang Zheng had not grabbed her long hair, which considerably improved her mood. Still, the next moment, she wished she could smash that man’s face in, for after twisting her armature, he was now pressing down on her back. She could feel the compressive force coming from his thigh and buttocks, making her feel utterly humiliated.
"Hey, your butt is quite bouncy," Tang Zheng commented as he changed his position, whipped out a Poison Sting Dagger, and pressed it against her eye socket, "Now, can you tell me who you really are?"
"I will kill you," roared the masked woman, infuriated as she immediately entered an Explosive Type state, her strength surging as she tried to break free from Tang Zheng’s grasp.
Feeling that the masked woman was becoming uncontrollable, Tang Zheng also entered an Explosive Type state, still suppressing her. But this time, he grew tired of the struggle, flipped the Poison Sting around, and jabbed it towards her buttocks.
Of course, the B-Class Poison Sting couldn’t penetrate the masked woman’s defense, but the sharp sensation left her flushed with shame and outrage, making her forget that she came to probe him. She unleashed her ability, aiming to take Tang Zheng’s life.
Tang Zheng was still pleased, but suddenly a wave of alarm surged in his heart. An invisible rope wrapped around his neck and armature, pulling forcefully and tossing him away from the masked woman, the feeling of restraint growing even more intense.
The masked woman swiftly advanced to second-order Explosive Type, seizing the opportunity with Tang Zheng trapped and used brute force to flip him over, while metal scales extended from her wristwatch, encasing her body.
The masked woman also had Hellfire equipment, and in a blink, she turned into a formidable female version of Iron Man. Raising her arms, white Impact Beams blasted towards Tang Zheng, though she deliberately avoided hitting Chen Hong’s position.
As the Poison Sting Dagger sliced at his neck, Tang Zheng couldn’t tell what he cut through, but the feeling of restraint eased significantly. He then began to gear up with his Armed Hellfire, not willing to engage in a fistfight with an Iron Canned Head with his flesh and blood.
Tang Zheng performed a series of aerial flips to dodge the Impact Beam, and within three seconds, the metal scales had covered his body. In terms of appearance, the red and gold colors were more appealing than what the masked woman wore.
"Don’t tell me that’s the Limited Edition set from the American Trojan Room?" the masked woman said in disbelief. She couldn’t accept the truth. When she went abroad to assist, she couldn’t afford that Limited Edition Iron Hellfire set due to insufficient points, which depressed her for weeks.
"Sorry to disappoint, but that’s exactly the set," Tang Zheng replied, having donned the armor. He tired of dodging and, bracing against the Impact Beam, charged towards the masked woman.
The two Power Armors clashed, and Tang Zheng’s villa, purchased not even a month ago, had several walls smashed to pieces. If not for both of them trying to control their strength, not venturing out for fear of being seen by nearby residents, they would have gone all out with their firepower.
"Hey, can you both stop? Do you really want to bring the whole city’s SWAT down on us? Tang Zheng, we mean no harm," said the man who’d troubled Tang Zheng in the hospital toilet a few days ago, leaning on the second-floor railing, looking helplessly at the two combatants.
"You should be stopping that madwoman," complained Tang Zheng, though his hand movements were anything but slow. His Power Armor, being a Limited Edition, clearly outperformed the masked woman’s, and he firmly suppressed her.
"Song Xiaotang, stand down. My pants got splashed with a lot of urine, and I didn’t even settle the score with him," Chen Xiong appeared to be in a frivolous mood, with his disjointed phrasing leaving people puzzled.
"Then why are you hitting even harder?" Song Xiaotang countered coldly, questioning Tang Zheng. In the midst of speaking, she was sneak-attacked again, Tang Zheng’s fist striking her cheek, sending her whole body flying.
Boom, boom, Tang Zheng raised his arms, beams from the Impact Beam blazed out, overpowering Song Xiaotang.
Chen Xiong could no longer stand idly by, gearing up with his own Hellfire and firing at Tang Zheng while charging down, getting in between the two to stop the fight.
"Let’s call it quits. This fight is pointless, and repairing equipment will just waste points," said Chen Xiong, still whimsical even with his intimidating Hellfire gear on.
Tang Zheng ceased fire, pulled Chen Hong from under the sofa, and cut the ropes binding her.