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"Beep beep beep..."

A familiar voice from his childhood rang in Chen Xi's ears.

Chen Xi's expression darkened slightly as he looked at the little Ultraman with the flashing red light.

This King's Fist is too powerful. It doesn't require much charging time and seems to come at no cost. Plus, it's a ranged attack.

He's already this powerful after just awakening. No wonder the bald pseudo-man said, "Even your emperor, if we only look at stage I, couldn't beat me."

The painter may lack the ability to fight on the spot, but after so much careful preparation, he couldn't possibly be so incompetent.

All I can say is that I'm incredibly unlucky.

The painter must have discovered the shadow puppet, but he didn't know it would bring such a troublesome one.

He was precisely the one who countered him in terms of ability, which is why he suffered such a crushing defeat.

Suddenly, a beam of flashlight shone on the red light that was beeping on Ultraman's chest.

"Yang Wei?"

Everyone present was somewhat taken aback when they saw Yang Wei holding a flashlight.

"Radiance!"

"Though it's not much, all my light is for you!"

After Yang Wei finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Chen Xi without moving his hand:

"Boss, I only have one flashlight, could you please use your phone to shine it?"

"Every little bit helps!"

"You..."

Chen Xi was somewhat speechless, but expressed her understanding.

From Yang Wei's perspective, in this situation, it seems the only option is to place all the bets on the painter.

After all, the opponent was unaware that the mysterious tennis ball was offensive.

But knowing this is useless; this bald fake man acted too quickly, and there wasn't enough time to recharge.

Furthermore, the mysterious tennis ball must be used immediately after activation, which prevents Chen Xi from charging it in advance.

The previous Plan B, which was to make everyone equal to become a painter, has fallen apart now that the specific abilities of the King's Fist are known.

"Stop taking pictures, it's useless."

"My surname isn't Di..."

The little Ultraman began to explain.

boom!

Another punch came flying, but the little Ultraman, who was already used to it, had anticipated it and dodged it with a simple flip.

Then he made the gesture of a primary school student reporting to the teacher again.

"It's no use. Don't you understand? I've suppressed your extraordinary abilities. No matter how exaggerated your paintings are, they're just paint to me."

"Do you expect to hurt someone with a blob of paint?"

Looking at the painter who was still struggling in his death throes, the bald man instinctively mocked him.

Ultraman remained expressionless, and after a brief moment of charging up, unleashed another beam attack.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

But this time was different from before. At the moment of attack, he suddenly turned around and hit the stone blocking the staircase with his beam attack.

With a "boom," like a targeted explosion, a path was cleared wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

"Walk!"

The painter yelled at Chen Xi and the other person.

The little Ultraman immediately disintegrated, and the painter landed on the ground with a "thud," a pair of roller skates suddenly appearing on his feet.

They rushed towards the back of the stairs as fast as they could.

"Keep up!"

Chen Xi's thoughts are quick, and he can react in a fraction of a second.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

The bald fake man shouted, and then there was a loud "bang".

The ground trembled slightly.

The bald fake man actually punched a hole in the floor between the second and third floors and jumped down.

A short while later, Chen Xi and his companion, who were heading towards the stairwell, saw the painter being forced to turn back.

"Give up. Although you have one more person, you are outmatched by us and have no chance of winning."

The bald, fake man reappeared in front of Chen Xi and the others.

It's now!

Without warning, Chen Xi suddenly threw a dagger at the face of the shadow puppet.

Based on the known information, the Shadow Pseudoman's extraordinary characteristics are infiltration and substitution.

The opponent is currently in a state of isolation and helplessness, making it the best opportunity to eliminate them.

Once the shadow puppet dies, the restraint relationship will be broken.

The shadow puppet under these conditions is somewhat similar to Yang Wei, except that it is too far away to use the "equality for all" principle.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of a dagger slicing through the air rang out; this attack was a spur-of-the-moment decision by Chen Xi.

He did intend to run away, but as the saying goes, plans can't keep up with changes.

This attack had the perfect timing, location, and support; judging from the Shadow Pseudo-Man's previous reactions, it should have been unavoidable.

As Chen Xi had predicted, the other party couldn't avoid it.

But the attack still missed. A second before being hit, the shadow puppet transformed into a black shadow and disappeared under a bath towel next to it.

Non-living things are acceptable too?

The other party's innate talent was somewhat beyond Chen Xi's expectations, and at the same time, something even worse happened.

The painter cried out "Ah!" and was sent flying by the bald fake man.

It turned out that the bald imposter took advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was diverted during Chen Xi's attack and suddenly launched an attack on the painter.

Knowing his subordinates' abilities, the bald imposter naturally had nothing to worry about.

Whether intentionally or not, the painter just happened to fly in Chen Xi's direction.

Chen Xi caught it without hesitation, feeling a heavy force coming from the other person's body.

It is easy to imagine the extent of the harm suffered by the person who was hit.

Just as Chen Xi had predicted, the painter coughed up blood mid-flight, his popularity fading as drastically as his name, Yang Wei, had become.

Did you instinctively avoid vital areas?

"A pointless struggle only adds to the suffering."

"If we're all at stage I, the saying 'strength in numbers' is just bullshit to me."

The bald man shouted, his personality direct and arrogant, yet he possessed equal strength.

The shadow puppet also seized the opportunity and ran towards the bald puppet as soon as it came out.

As long as the two of them stand together, Chen Xi's extraordinary abilities will be ineffective.

And this guy was very clever; he was carrying a bath towel in his hand while he was running.

This was to prevent Chen Xi from achieving accuracy comparable to a sniper.

This guy...

Chen Xi watched helplessly as the shadowy avatar ran away, but had no chance to make a move.

"Following like a shadow" is a natural talent without offensive capabilities. Although it makes one appear and disappear unpredictably, once discovered, one cannot escape when alone.

The current situation on the field can be described as three supports and one warrior.

Furthermore, Yang Wei's support role is practically useless. His extraordinary abilities are mainly used for pre-battle reconnaissance to analyze the enemy and gain the upper hand, but they are completely ineffective once the battle begins.

And yet, he himself could not become a true warrior.

"It's a pity that his identity as a painter is going to be wasted."

"I'll take that kid's identity, and you take the identity of the guy with the slicked-back hair next to him."

"Thanks, Boss!"

The bald imposter quickly determined who owned the spoils.

Damn!

It's not fully charged yet!

Just as Chen Xi was thinking about how to stall for time...

Suddenly, a mop flew out from a corner and smashed straight at the bald mannequin's head.

The mop wasn't moving very fast, and the bald fake man easily dodged it with a turn of his head. He then looked in the direction of the mop and questioned it with an unchanged expression:

"Is there anyone else?"

A girl with a high ponytail and wearing black sheer gloves walked out from the direction of the restroom.

The bald imposter's expression didn't change much upon seeing this:

"I didn't expect there was still someone who hadn't made a move. Are you going to fight me next?"

Zhou Xiaogu did not answer the bald fake man's question. She walked to Chen Xi's vicinity and stopped, her eyes, full of fighting spirit, staring at the bald fake man with a hint of excitement.

She took a small step forward, assuming a fighting stance:

"You have a nice hairstyle; you'd make a good opponent for me."