The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

Four figures once again arrived at the Gobi Desert from the villa; this was their second sparring session.

Lu Xiao stood atop the cracked rock, his deep blue power armor gleaming with a white light from the intense heat. His helmet remained on, the internal circulation system humming softly, keeping the seventy-degree Celsius heat outside at bay.

On the retinal projection, a stream of red tactical data swept across the screen like a waterfall, eventually locking onto the white figure a hundred meters in the air.

My heart rate is 45 beats per minute, steady and slow.

The angel hovered in mid-air, her wings outstretched, blocking out the blinding sun. The Blazing Sun Sword twirled in her palm, crimson flames dripping down its spine, burning through the air below.

"Hey, big guy."

A-Zhui flicked her wrist, the tip of her sword creating a dazzling spark, pointing towards the silent blue iron tower. Her chin was slightly raised, her golden hair dancing wildly in the hot wind.

"Let me make this clear first: if I hurt you this time, don't come crying to the Queen. I won't reimburse your medical expenses."

Lu Xiao did not answer immediately.

The servo motors emitted a barely perceptible meshing sound, and a plume of stale air spewed out from the cooling grilles on the back of the power armor.

"start."

"As you wish!"

boom!

The sonic boom cloud exploded instantly behind her.

A-Zhui's figure left an afterimage on my retina, and the Blazing Sun Sword, carrying a temperature high enough to melt steel, pierced straight at Lu Xiao's mask.

fast.

It's even faster than the data model predicted.

At the top of a desolate mountain in the distance, Yan crossed his arms, his golden bangs obscuring the glint in his eyes: "Ah Zhui is getting serious. With this speed combined with the Blazing Sun Sword, even a beast like Soton would break a few bones if he took the hit head-on."

Mo Yi narrowed her eyes, her fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on the hilt of the Flaming Sword: "Sister Yan, Lu Xiao... didn't move."

In the center of the battlefield, a fierce wind was blowing.

Lu Xiao's feet were rooted to the rock face, not even assuming a defensive stance. It wasn't until the crimson flame illuminated his goggles, until the sword tip was less than half a meter from his visor...

Moved.

With a heavy stomp of his left foot, the rock shattered.

The artificial fiber bundles inside the power armor instantly stretched to their limit, and the hydraulic transmission device roared. Lu Xiao did not dodge, but instead swung his power sword at the blade.

There are no fancy sword techniques, only pure, extreme violence.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing was so sharp it seemed to pierce eardrums.

The shockwave swept outwards from the two people, instantly turning the rubble within a hundred meters into dust.

A-Zhui felt an overwhelming force surge through the sword. Her hand split open, blood splattering everywhere. Her proud charge came to an abrupt halt, and then, she was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

"How is that possible?!"

She twisted her waist forcefully in mid-air, her wings flapping wildly in an attempt to regain her balance.

Before she could adjust her posture, the sky above her suddenly darkened.

Lu Xiao used the momentum to propel himself into the air, the jetpack on his back spewing out a ghostly blue flame, propelling his several-ton steel body skyward. He started later, but arrived first.

He gripped the sword with both hands, and the force field generator hummed.

Chop downwards.

Simple, direct, and it shuts down all room for maneuver.

"Bang!!"

The power sword slammed heavily onto the spine of the flaming sword.

Ah-Zhui's arm bones emitted a teeth-grinding groan, and her knees buckled instantly. She felt like a bird struck by a hammer, brutally blasted from mid-air by that brute force.

Boom!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and a crater tens of meters deep was blasted into the Gobi Desert.

On the desolate mountain, Yan frowned, and the data stream of his Eye of Insight was jumping wildly.

The flames at the bottom of the pit suddenly surged.

"Again!!"

Ah Zhui roared as she charged out of the dust. A corner of her battle skirt was torn, and her silver arm guards were dented, but this only fueled the ferocity in her bones.

The Blazing Sun Sword's flames surged, scorching the surrounding sand and gravel into a glassy state.

"Firestorm!"

Several orange-red fireballs roared out, blocking all of Lu Xiao's escape routes. At the same time, ripples spread across the space like water.

A-Zhui used micro-wormhole technology to disappear instantly, and the next second, she appeared directly behind Lu Xiao.

The sword tip pierced straight into the gap in the neck armor.

Three-dimensional attacks and wormhole tactics are the Angel's classic killing moves.

Lu Xiao advanced instead of retreating.

His left arm unleashed a storm shield, deflecting the exploding fireball from the front. Without even looking behind him, he swung his right leg back sharply.

This back kick was as fast as a black lightning bolt.

"Bang!"

It hit Ah Zhui's lower abdomen squarely.

Ah Zhui, who had just emerged from the wormhole, was kicked into an arc shape before he could even deliver his sword.

Lu Xiao took advantage of the situation to turn around, and a huge mechanical hand reached out and grabbed her ankle.

"Got you?"

The next second, the world spun around.

"Thump!"

Ah-Zhui was slammed hard onto the hard rock.

Her internal organs felt as if they had shifted; she opened her mouth to inhale, but only inhaled a mouthful of sand. Before she could catch her breath, Lu Xiao swung his hand again.

"Thump!"

Another muffled thud, and the earth trembled.

The so-called "invincible body" appears so fragile in the face of absolute power. A-Zhui tried to mobilize dark energy to fight back, but Lu Xiao didn't give her any chance to calculate.

Release, step forward, knee strike.

The combos are brutal and fluid.

"Click."

The sound of the breastplate cracking was clearly audible.

Ah Zhui flew out horizontally, smashing through three giant rocks, and slid on the ground for dozens of meters before finally coming to a stop.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Blood dripped onto the scalding sand, instantly evaporating into a red mist. A-Zhui trembled as she propped herself up, her vision blurred and her ears ringing.

The blue giant walked towards them step by step.

Lu Xiao stopped five meters away. The power sword hung at his side, the blade humming, untouched by blood.

"Is this all the skill you've got?"

He looked down at them, his eyepiece flashing red.

"Speed ​​is acceptable, but power is lacking. Technique? It's all just for show."

"You rely too much on so-called 'wormholes' and 'flames'."

Lu Xiao raised his fingers covered in fine gold, tapped his temples, and then pointed to his heart.

"The warriors rely on this place, and this place."

"Even a new recruit knows that you can't fight heavily armored units head-on. But you, as a third-generation soldier, charged straight in like a reckless fool."

"madness."

Shame overwhelmed the excruciating pain; she gritted her teeth, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Don't...don't look down on people!"

She swayed as she straightened up, her hands gripping the dimly lit Flaming Sword tightly.

"Angels never give up!"

Even at her limit, even when facing this invincible steel monster, her eyes remained as stubborn as ever.

With its wings spread wide, A-Zhui roared and squeezed out the last bit of dark energy in its body to launch a charge.

Lu Xiao shook her head.

"Stubborn and obstinate."

Keng.

The power sword is sheathed.

"Since you want to fight, then fight until you submit."

He went to meet them empty-handed.

The next five minutes were a one-sided, crushing lesson.

The Blazing Sun Sword struck the arm armor, leaving only scratches. But Lu Xiao's fists and feet struck precisely at every joint and vulnerable spot.

One punch shattered the flames.

One punch shattered the defense.

Finally, Lu Xiao's fist stopped an inch in front of A-Zhui's nose. The wind from the punch whistled, ruffling her golden hair and leaving a small bloody scratch.

A-Zhui's arms hung limply at her sides, her silver armor tattered and broken. She gasped for breath, unable to muster any more strength.

The oil has run out and the lamp is extinguished.

"Want to continue?" Lu Xiao withdrew his fist and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ah Zhui stared intently at him, the fire in her eyes slowly dying out. Finally, her body went limp, and she fell backward.

"No... I'm not fighting anymore."

She lay sprawled in the rubble, staring at the blinding sun overhead, a tear sliding down her cheek.

"You're a monster."

Lu Xiao turned away, not looking at her again.

"Take her back for treatment."

Mo Yi transformed into a streak of light and flew over, tenderly helping her comrade to his feet. Yan slowly landed, her gaze sweeping over the shallow marks on Lu Xiao's back armor.

"It's quite a heavy blow."

"She is a warrior."

Lu Xiao raised his hand and took off his helmet. The airtight valve hissed, white steam billowed out, revealing a face.

"Since this is a friendly exchange, giving it your all is the greatest respect. Holding back? That's an insult."

"Excellent theory. Though brutal, it truly is the truth of the battlefield. I will carefully preserve today's data. Lu Xiao, you have given us a new understanding of the concept of 'super soldiers'."

Lu Xiao picked up the power sword from the ground, hung it back on his waist, and turned to leave.

"I'm gone."

……

Command center of the aircraft carrier "Giant Warrior".

"Warning! High-energy reaction detected 400 kilometers west of Giant City!"

"Energy Level: Peak of Third Generation Divine Body! The landscape has been permanently altered!"

Lianfeng tapped her fingers on the keyboard, projecting a holographic image onto the screen. Although the image was somewhat blurry, it was still clear that the blue figure was pinning a high-ranking angel to the ground and brutally beating him.

Dukao braced his hands on the control panel, his knuckles white, his face ashen.

"Is it that Lu Xiao again?"

Beside him, Ryze held a thick Warhammer 40 artbook in his hands and pushed up his glasses.

"Old Du, we may have underestimated the value of the 'Primal Astartes' again. Even the high-ranking angels are like sandbags in front of him. This is not only a difference in strength, but also a generational gap in combat philosophy."

Dukao's lips twitched as he watched Azhui's miserable state on the screen.

That's an angel.

Are the advanced combat forces of the known universe so utterly powerless to fight back?

"That bastard!"

Duca slammed his fist on the control panel, causing a teacup to bounce and spill tea all over the table.

"So ruthless! Isn't he afraid the Angelic Civilization will turn against him? That's Keisha's high-ranking guard! If that old hag comes knocking, what will Earth do to defend itself? Fight with its head?"

He paced back and forth in the command room, his military boots creaking on the floor.

"Uncontrollable. Completely uncontrollable. A guy with god-level combat power, yet completely disobeying orders and acting recklessly, is a ticking time bomb that could explode at any moment!"

Riz closed the book.

"But at least for now, he hasn't shown any hostility towards Earth. And, Du, don't you think that's a deterrent?"

Ryze stretched out his finger and tapped the receding blue figure on the screen.

"The Taotie's vanguard flagship is almost here. If they see this, see even angels, the rulers of the universe, being utterly crushed by Earth's warriors..."

"Before they take action, will they consider how many of these monsters are still lurking on this blue planet?"

After a long while, Ducao sighed, took out an empty cigarette pack, crushed it, and threw it into the trash can.

"Bang!"

"What a bastard."