DipNovel Chapter 85 Divine Tiger Particles, Two!
Chapter 85 Divine Tiger Particles, Two!
The old town area, the basement level of the Sharp Mech Modification Room.
In the basement, the air was filled with a strange smell, a mixture of pungent engine oil and ozone.
"laugh--!"
When Chen Mo withdrew from the Big Dipper Universe, he felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.
His face was paler than usual, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. He leaned against the cold metal control panel and it took him several seconds to regain his balance.
The aftereffects of the distortion modification were worsening. Every time he exited the deep virtual connection, his retina would be left with those dark purple noises, as if someone had sprinkled a layer of fine glass shards on his eyeballs.
Especially the clash between Wang Xing and Wang Xing's swords in the metaverse just now, although it was only a data simulation, the sense of fear at the soul level really remained.
In the dimly lit studio, Meng Rui was standing next to a broken mecha suspended in mid-air.
It was a "Hunter" type mech that was being modified, and Meng Rui was twirling a tactical stylus in his hand.
In a corner, Sun Donglai leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. His complexion was no better than Chen Mo's, and his eyes were equally sunken.
But unlike Chen Mo's sickly paleness, Sun Donglai's skin had an abnormal dark red tinge beneath, as if something was slowly wriggling in his blood vessels.
His gaze was somewhat unfocused until Chen Mo stepped out of the virtual reality pod, at which point he suddenly looked up.
"You lost?"
Meng Rui's hoarse voice sounded particularly jarring amidst the whistling of the grinding wheel.
"We lost, and we lost completely."
"Specifically," Meng Rui said, his tone unchanged.
"Qi and Blood 8.5, Mech 8.3, both at level eight." Chen Mo casually grabbed a towel to wipe his face, took a deep breath, and said, "But his true combat strength is definitely more than that. Although my Black Star is limited by the simulation level in the metaverse, it retains at least 80% of the corrosive properties of the distorted energy. His blade has a dark golden power that naturally counters my corrosion, as if... as if it was specially created to suppress the abyss."
Clang!
A sharp sound suddenly came from the corner.
The dagger in Sun Donglai's hand fell to the ground, bouncing a few times on the cement floor and making a piercing noise.
His brow furrowed, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was filled with disbelief.
During this period, in order to catch up with Wang Xing, Sun Donglai did not hesitate to undergo a non-human "primary bone-splitting canine gene" transplant from Meng Rui.
Each cell fusion felt like millions of ants were gnawing at his bone marrow. The excruciating pain that penetrated deep into his bones nearly killed him, and he barely managed to reach the threshold of level 10 through this self-harming method.
Fortunately, his tolerance to this strange gene prevented him from becoming as depressed and sickly as Chen Mo.
But what about Wang Xing?
That poor kid who used to have to carefully calculate even the purchase of a gravity ring actually broke through to the level 8 in just a few days, and even defeated Chen Mo head-on in a virtual battle!
"Sun Donglai, you're daydreaming."
Meng Rui slowly turned around, his eerie green electronic prosthetic eye locking onto Sun Donglai's face in the darkness.
At that moment, Meng Rui's eyes seemed to see right through people's hearts.
Sun Donglai shuddered and quickly bent down to pick up the dagger from the ground, trying to cover up his mistake. "I didn't expect Wang Xing to improve so quickly. Chen Mo, were you careless in the metaverse? You're a level 12 aberration modifier, yet you got your chest armor cleaved open by a level 8 guy with a single slash. You're such a waste."
"What do you know?"
Chen Mo glanced at him coldly, a sneer playing on his lips: "The Star Alliance security protocol at the bottom layer of the Beidou Yuan Universe forcibly locks down the Abyss Aberration activity. In a real-world life-or-death struggle, the outcome is uncertain. But you, Young Master Sun, why are your hands trembling when you hear Wang Xing's name? Are you afraid? Or is there some other reason… Hmph, you don't still consider him a friend, do you?"
"Chen Mo, you're asking for it!"
Sun Donglai flew into a rage. The bone-splitting canine gene transplanted into his body resonated in the instant of his emotional fluctuation. His eyes instantly became covered with a strange bloodshot vein, and bone spurs seemed to be about to pierce through the skin on the back of his hand. His whole person exuded a beast-like violent aura.
That's enough.
Meng Rui snorted coldly, and a violent pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly spread throughout the hall.
Sun Donglai and Chen Mo both groaned, forced back half a step by the overwhelming pressure, instantly suppressing the tense atmosphere that had just been building.
"We are followers of the Black Armor Alliance, hunters about to step into the abyss, not street thugs. Whatever grudges you have, we'll settle them after we get Wang Xing's head."
Meng Rui's cold gaze swept over the two of them, finally landing on Sun Donglai.
He's lived half his life; what kind of people hasn't he seen?
The fleeting struggle and complexity in Sun Donglai's eyes did not escape his notice.
He was just an eighteen-year-old kid after all. Even though he had the Abyss gene transplanted, the childish friendships and so-called moral bottom lines in his bones had not been completely swallowed up by the Abyss.
This hesitation... in the real killing field, is a deadly poison.
"Donglai, you don't need to be present for the operation at the Old City Thermal Power Plant tomorrow night," Meng Rui said coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Sun Donglai was taken aback, then hurriedly stepped forward: "Why? I said I would defeat him myself... He's my prey!"
"The provincial exam? Let's talk about that after he survives until tomorrow night. To avoid any unforeseen complications and to ensure everything goes smoothly, I'll handle him."
Meng Rui rudely interrupted him:
"That abandoned power plant is a blind spot for the Rongcheng Defense Bureau's patrols. The terrain is complex, making it perfect for an ambush. Tomorrow night, I will personally lead the Alliance's elite 'artificial human assassins' to secretly set up an ambush. Chen Mo is responsible for bringing the man into the warehouse. As soon as Wang Xing steps through the gate, he will be met with a trap. If you go, you will only get in the way, and you might even ruin my important plan because you're soft-hearted. Go back and do your exam preparation training, understand?"
Sun Donglai gripped the dagger tightly.
He looked at Meng Rui's face, which resembled a demon under the green fluorescent light, then at Chen Mo's expressionless face, and finally could only grit his teeth, lower his head, and whisper, "...Yes."
However, in the instant he lowered his head, an indescribable struggle and gloom flashed deep in his eyes.
……
At the same time, in Beichen Aoyuan residential community.
In the bedroom, Wang Xing sat cross-legged in the training room.
So as not to disturb his mother who was already fast asleep next door, he even turned off the motion-sensor lights in his room, completely blending himself into the night. Only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window outlined the boy's tall and straight profile.
Tomorrow night's trip to the abandoned power plant is destined to be a perilous and dangerous adventure.
Although senior Wang Yangming agreed to provide covert support, Wang Xing knew very well that on the battlefield, no external force could guarantee safety 100%.
"The only asset you have to survive is the power you control within yourself."
"I don't know what their purpose is, or whether they will harm me physically. But to be absolutely sure, I need to be fully prepared."
"call……"
Wang Xing slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and assumed an extremely peculiar stance in the darkness.
"Divine Tiger Stepping on the Abyss".
His spine arched slightly like a dragon in the blink of an eye, and his muscles achieved a perfect balance between relaxation and tension.
"The wisdom of all phenomena pervades the heavens."
Wang Xing silently recited the mental cultivation method of "Myriad Manifestations Prajna Divine Power" in his heart, guiding the eighth-level limit qi and blood in his body that was surging like a great river.
In the past, this ancient divine power and his "Divine Tiger Treading the Abyss Technique" operated independently.
But tonight, faced with an impending life-or-death crisis, Wang Xing had a sudden inspiration and tried to forcefully combine two completely different forces together.
The profound and domineering power of the Myriad Manifestations Prajna, combined with the agility and ferocity of the Divine Tiger Technique, swept wildly through his limbs and bones.
"boom!"
Wang Xing felt as if a thunderclap had struck his mind.
The originally warm blood and qi seemed to be injected with high-energy fuel at this moment, and the temperature soared.
On the surface of his skin, strands of dark golden blood and qi emerged like tattoos, emitting a dazzling light in the darkness, a sign of blood and qi being extremely concentrated.
On the index finger of his right hand, the first awakened divine tiger particle seemed to be summoned, frantically devouring the surrounding blood and qi, and radiating a golden light like the blazing sun.
But that's not enough!
Just as this violent force swept through his body, Wang Xing suddenly felt an extremely intense stinging sensation at the tip of his right middle finger.
The feeling was like a seed desperately trying to break through his skin and flesh to absorb nutrients!
"Not enough... not enough Qi and blood!"
Wang Xing's eyes were tightly closed, veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks.
He mobilized every cell in his body, compressing all the hidden power of the myriad phenomena within him, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, towards the tip of his right middle finger.
One thousand kilograms, two thousand kilograms... A violent, hidden force condensed at the tiny fingertips, and the pressure generated caused the void to faintly emit a muffled popping sound.
"Give me the ball, let's gather!"
Wang Xing let out a low, beast-like roar in his heart!
"roar--!!"
In the void, a majestic tiger's roar seemed to explode out of nowhere in the bedroom, shaking the windowpanes slightly.
In the next instant, all the violent energy and blood flow subsided into calm.
Wang Xing suddenly opened his eyes.
In the deep darkness, a dark golden light, exactly the same as that on his index finger, suddenly appeared on the tip of his right middle finger.
Two divine tiger particles echo each other from afar!
Wang Xing gently exhaled a breath of stale air, slowly stood up, and gently punched the void in front of him.
"Snapped!"
Without using any mecha power, just a punch from his bare body, a visible white ripple of air was created in the air, a precursor to a sonic boom.
Feeling the surging new energy within his body, Wang Xing's lips curled into a cold yet fiery smile.
"Divine Tiger Microparticles..."
Two!!
He muttered to himself, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.