Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"Weakling, your strength is so weak, yet you dare to do such a thing to me... Your courage is commendable. I mercifully grant you destruction, nameless one."

"Then try this sword. Let me see if this sword, sharp enough to cut through celestial bodies, can cut down your arrogance." Diamond could only try now; he wanted to see if he could face this man head-on.

"Slice through celestial bodies? Do you know that I merely sparred with that hunting general and destroyed half of a star system? Your weapon is far too weak."

With a flick of his hand, Burning Wind unleashed a burst of purple flames that slowly solidified into a burning sword in his hand.

"I don't use swords often, but I don't mind playing with ants now."

Foehn's confidence returned; he had been beaten three times.

The first is that man, whose eternal high wall killed him as if playing a game, and even sealed his power.

The second is that woman, shamelessly in love with that man, even going so far as to borrow power from Lord Nanook. Most importantly, her reason for borrowing this power was solely to facilitate her love. She would deliver a fatal blow at the slightest provocation.

The third is that hunting strategist who lacks martial ethics. He claims to be a strategist, but his fist, the size of a sandbag, hides a power capable of extinguishing a star.

This time, he will definitely avenge his previous defeat. Judging from the force he just felt, he has already determined that the person in front of him is definitely inferior to him.

In two minutes, he beat Diamond to his knees. Diamond felt that this favor was too heavy to repay.

"I am the Legion's answer, the pinnacle of the Highlords! State your name, and I believe I will not forget you for some time to come."

At this moment, Berserker should thank Diamond; Diamond restored his confidence. The answer from that legion, the pinnacle of the Highlords—Berserker.

He returned once again, brimming with confidence and anger, convinced that he was invincible.

He arrogantly mocked the diamond, saying, "If you give me your name, I will take your sword right here. Whether this sword can hurt me or not, I will spare you, you dying beast."

"I don't need the pity of destruction..."

.........

train----

"Diamond isn't replying to my messages? Did he really photoshop it? That image... ugh—it's so weird! Diamond, you've successfully disgusted me."

Hua Wu felt that something was wrong with the black mousse cake in his hand.

"Uh... I suddenly don't feel like eating anymore."

Chapter 162 Qiong: Not only are you not afraid, but you also dare to walk towards me?

Yalilo - Underground Boxing Gym -

"Star Destruction Fist!"

"Star Destruction Fist!"

Qiong is invincible here, taking down each contestant with a single punch.

The difference in strength was absolute; he could just keep fighting, knowing that the abundant power of the stars would heal him anyway.

The host exclaimed excitedly, "As expected of the candidate recommended by the violent bespectacled man, with such formidable strength, who else can rival him?!"

"I'm going to take on ten of them!" Qiong had gone berserk, the lower-level mechs were slow to react, and the lower-level contestants were weak and helpless.

......

Sitting in the audience on the side, March 7th looked at Walter and asked in confusion, "Uncle Yang, are you sure this is something the Nameless One should do?"

Walter adjusted his glasses. "It's precisely because we need to give our opponents enough respect that we use our full strength. This kid did a great job."

"Huh... this doesn't seem to be about fairness, does it? This is like a dimensional reduction attack! He's already knocked half of the contestants out of the water, and that number..."

Qiongping and others brutally beat up the mechs and players. No player was willing to fight this demon king anymore. He would be killed the moment he showed his face, making the competition experience completely unbearable.

"Boxer briefs! Boxer briefs! How can such modified machinery compare to my body, forged through countless trials! Get rid of them! Repent under my fists!"

"Who else?! Anyone dares to fight me!"

"I dare! Luca, the Rock Town Boxing Champion!"

A man with bright red hair appeared in the crowd; his right arm was completely mechanical. The mechanical arm, emitting an orange glow, was steaming.

"Hoo hoo—Luca, the boxing champion? Seeing all those fighters eliminated because of me, you're not afraid at all, and you even dare to challenge me?"

Luca flipped and jumped into the ring, shouting, "Ha! How can I defend my title as the champion boxer if I don't challenge you, the Demon King?"

Qiong pointed at the contestants queuing up for Star Healing and said to Luca, "Just watch closely, you're next, Champion!"

Seeing this, Luca became even angrier. "You despicable demon, you bastard...! Bullying the weak and taking advantage of the weak... what kind of boxer is that!"

He walked toward the dome, steam billowing from the mechanical arm.

Qiong looked at the crippled mechs, glanced at the busy business on Xing's side, and then met Luca's gaze as he approached. "Oh? After seeing the miserable state of those people, instead of running away out of fear, you became even more convinced of your beliefs out of anger?"

"Those competitors who came before you are like unlucky guys who got fined for riding electric bikes without helmets, reminding you of their miserable state with their own pitiful experiences."

Luca retorted defiantly, "How can I knock you, you devil, off the stage and let you enjoy Dr. Natasha's full range of services if I don't get close to you?"

Qiong clenched her fist and said, "Hehe, then let's get a little closer!"

......

The audience seats —

"Uncle Yang, this...this isn't right, is it? Why does it feel like we're about to fight to the death?"

"Uncle Yang?"

Walter didn't respond to March 7th because he saw the robotic arm and thought it looked kind of cool.

"Danheng, why don't you..."

Dan Heng shook his head. Under his careful observation, he could sense that Qiong was already controlling her own power.

"Don't worry, he should know what he's doing. The injuries caused by Qiong can be healed by Xing, so there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, he said before that he would beat these people into the ground, then dig them out and beat them flying."

March 7th said speechlessly, "That's obviously a joke, right? If he really did that, wouldn't that be murder?"

Dan Heng recalled the time when Qiong fought the Dragon Master, "He seems to have had a tendency towards this kind of thing."

......

"That's enough. This kind of tickling attack is so boring, isn't it?"

"Damn it!" Luca angrily threw a punch, but it was easily dodged by Qiong.

After dodging the attack, Qiong lightly swept her hand across Luca's calf.

"boom--"

Luca used his technique to dissipate most of the force, and he spun around three times in the air.

"Too weak, too weak. Even without using the power of destiny, my body's strength and speed far surpass your mechanical arm."

Qiong had already pulled out a baseball bat.

Do you want to continue testing how big the gap is between us?

Luca moved his mechanical arm and said, "Ahem...the difference you're referring to is the ability to gently caress an opponent without leaving any marks?"

"Tsk, why do I always run into people who refuse to admit defeat?"

Qiong shrugged and tried swinging the baseball bat.

"Heh, then I'll accept your pointless provocation and let you face reality a little better."

He glanced at Luca and tossed the baseball bat in his hand toward Xing.

"Using that kind of thing is a bit too much of a rip-off for you. Come on, I don't need any so-called weapons."

After catching the baseball bat from below the stage, Xing complained, "Go back and play Chaotic Memories a few times and you'll behave yourself."

She glanced again at the boxing champion named Luca in the distance. "This boxing champion isn't all that great. Isn't he a cyborg? Even his little underground boxing gym is run by the Science and Technology Bureau. If he doesn't break the rules, why don't we have Uncle Yang build a cannon and put it there to see?"

"Wait, I might not be able to fix this mechanical thing. I hope the Ether Editor can fix it, otherwise... I have a feeling something bad is going to happen."

Qiong and Luca moved closer to each other to cover up the awkwardness of their ultimate skills only having a C-range.

Qiong gave Luca a provocative look. "I'll throw a punch in two seconds. I suggest you dodge it, because this punch... will hurt a lot."

"Heh, if I were to avoid it, I would feel worse than losing the match or dying here. If I were to back down just because of your words... as the previous champion, I can't run away from the fight!"

"Then let me get a little serious... 150,000 volts! Eat my Star Destroyer Fist and Teeth!"

Qiong gathered some of her destiny's power, intending to give it a try, while Luca was somewhat bewildered when he saw the fist crackling with electricity.

"Pure flesh unleashing a lightning-fast punch?"

There was no time to think further; he could only exchange punches with the opponent. Any further hesitation, even for a fraction of a second, could mean certain death.

"A decisive blow!"

"boom!!!"

A head-on collision of lightning and fire, an explosion and smoke erupting at the last moment, blurring everyone's vision.

"Oh no—I can't see anything." As the dust swept in, March 7 instinctively closed his eyes tightly.

Dan Heng parted the clouds and looked at the situation in the arena. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen. "Hmm, this kind of momentum... Could it be that he... didn't hold back?"

Walter remained calm; the power of technology was truly remarkable. With thermal imaging glasses, he had no need to worry about not being able to see clearly.

He said casually, "Don't worry, they're both alive."

Chapter 163 Qiong: Has it risen from the ashes?

Luca knelt on one knee, his mechanical arm slamming into the fence, bending the iron pillar beneath it.

"Ahem—it seems...in the end...you didn't use your full strength...I'm sorry, I didn't let you have your fill."

"Demon King... what is your name?"

"My name is Qiong, just one character," Qiong said calmly, shaking her slightly numb arm.

Upon hearing that name, Luca immediately swore an oath: "Qiong? The Demon King of the Boxing Ring... One day, I will take back what I have lost..."

Then he lay down on the arena, relieved. He couldn't win with an elbow strike, he simply couldn't win with an elbow strike; mechanical creations were no match for Qiong's body, which was being relentlessly buffed by the Star Core.

"It's truly delightful, Luca the boxer. Hmm... I'll probably have a hard time forgetting you, at least until I meet the next person like you."

Qiong pulled the deformed mechanical arm out of the iron pillar, then bent it a few times before placing what he thought was a repaired mechanical arm next to Luca.