Chapter 484: Chapter 270: A Battle of Wits and Strength, Humanity Above All!
Fu Lei showed his pearly white teeth, his solid muscles seemed ready to burst his military uniform, and his already burly figure appeared even more robust, like a towering black iron tower.
As soon as he appeared in the pollution zone, the intense and fierce fluctuation of life force surged like a raging tide, breaking through Baheilet’s mental barrier.
Lu Yao and Gao Pao felt as if they had been granted amnesty, escaping from the suffocating sensation of plunging into a deep abyss, falling into an icy cave.
Both of them collapsed to the ground like goldfish leaping out of a fish tank, gulping huge breaths of air.
Gao Pao, as if seeing a savior, shouted:
"Instructor!"
Despite often cursing and criticizing Fu Lei in private with Zhao Su, denouncing his inhumanity.
Under these circumstances, Gao Pao wished he could plant a couple of kisses on Fu Lei’s face, black as if smeared with shoe polish.
He felt extremely close!
"Bullying the little guys, what skill does that show."
Fu Lei strode forward, grabbed two sandbags in his hands, and hurled them backward.
"How about we play a bit? Let’s see how powerful you’ve become after sacrificing your comrades to turn into a depraved being neither man nor ghost!"
This instructor from the Yellow Springs Training Camp didn’t waste words. He bent his body, took a step forward, his spine like a great dragon trembling, driving the muscles of his entire body, releasing the brilliance of life force freely throughout his body!
He raised his fist punching forward.
Bang!
It felt like a thunderstorm roiling, the air collapsed and exploded!
The tyrannical waves contained within resembled the intense light and heat radiating from a star, dispelling Baheilet’s spiritual telekinesis!
This straight punch was like close-in cannon fire, unleashing hundreds of steel rounds in mere fractions of seconds!
Any follower creature within the "trajectory" coverage was all smashed into pulp.
The most terrifying "firepower" charged at Baheilet, like a highly integrated fire control system, automatically locking onto the enemy!
"I wondered who it was. Instructor Fu from White Poplar Barrier City!"
Baheilet squinted, as if recognizing Fu Lei.
The slender figure slightly retreated, avoiding the sharp edge of the straight punch.
Next, spiritual telekinesis gathered into a solid barrier, blocking Fu Lei’s punch!
Crack-crack!
The unstable spatial structure collapsed and shattered.
Fu Lei’s punch as fierce as close-in cannon fire, successively pierced through the spiritual barrier, like a ferocious tiger roaring, intending to devour Baheilet’s slim figure.
The scarlet robe rustled like wings unfurling!
Baheilet concealed himself in the void space, his icy gaze coldly watching Fu Lei through the fractured "mirror" from beneath the bone helmet.
"I remember your ranking on the ’Hunter List’ in the Western Front battlefield isn’t low."
Baheilet, like a ghost hovering around, the scarlet robe appearing and disappearing, making it impossible to capture his direction.
Fu Lei, acting like no one was around, did not exhibit the severe tension expected, he approached Jin Chuan and shattered the tangible telekinesis shackles with his bare hands.
"Are you okay?"
Jin Chuan’s face was pale, even though his arm bones were crushed, the veteran scout didn’t let out a sound.
"Can handle it!"
"Good job! Didn’t disgrace White Poplar soldiers!"
Fu Lei rarely praised.
He reached out to help Jin Chuan, with his specialized level physical fitness, such injuries weren’t fatal, he could recover with care.
Life force breaking the hundred-point mark becomes immune to most viruses, capable of stopping bullets with the body.
Unless shot through the brain, you won’t die!
As Fu Lei approached Jin Chuan, spiritual fluctuation suddenly flickered, like a switch was pressed.
Hidden deep within Jin Chuan’s flesh and blood, spiritual telekinesis protruded outward like spikes.
"Coming and going, still these petty tricks unworthy of mention!"
Fu Lei, as if expected, pressed his palm on Jin Chuan’s shoulder, his life force overwhelming and crushing the mental spikes trying to ambush him!
Jin Chuan couldn’t help but furrow his brows, cold sweat pouring.
His skin pierced by telekinesis, mashed up, and then washed by Fu Lei’s torrent-like life force.
The sensation was as if his entire body was placed in a steel furnace, every inch of flesh and blood turned hot and searing.
"Hang in there! The little bastard might have done other tricks on your body!"
Fu Lei, rich in experience, carefully "examined" Jin Chuan, his scorching, tyrannical life force invading every corner.
Like burning steel needles, penetrating the skin, piercing the body, conducting a carpet search.
"Damn!"
Large sweat drops rolled off Jin Chuan’s forehead, trembling in pain.
Eventually, unable to hold it in, he let out a curse.
"Alright!"
After about half a minute, Fu Lei withdrew his continuous output of life force.
Jin Chuan’s legs, hard like steel in willpower, now felt like noodles, unable to stand straight.
This sensation of being placed into an oven, with his flesh and blood roasted, truly felt worse than death!
"Thanks, Instructor Fu."
Jin Chuan said weakly, breathless.
"All White Poplar soldiers, no need for thanks. Your mission is complete, you can leave now."
Fu Lei touched his pocket, finding the dried-up cigarette box empty, with Lao Zheng secretly having smoked every last blade of Lan grass.
He sighed and looked towards Baheilet hiding in the void space:
"Stop dilly-dallying! Hurry over to meet your death, mongrel!"
Baheilet, like a blood eagle circling the Netherworld, stared coldly at the game-changing Fu Lei:
"After consuming so much life force, do you still think you can resist me?
So arrogant, a brainwashed butcher!
Don’t you find it pitiful? From the moment you were born, subjected to all sorts of brainwashing!
The ’Dongxia citizen’ title you are proud of, and the so-called ’human pride,’ is it really formed from self-thinking and understanding?"
Fu Lei’s expressionless eyes swept like an eagle, ice cool.
Life force condensed to the extreme with a fierce will, like a wide net, capturing Baheilet’s spiritual fluctuation.