American comics: The off-the-charts random transformation

"I'm Robin! You clueless, stupid mercenary!"

Jason stood there with an air of arrogance, the cold night wind blowing his little cape and his Robin shorts.

Tian Xiaoban reminded:

"Be careful, Robin. This guy is probably an enhanced super soldier with strong recovery and combat abilities."

I punched him, and not only did he not die, he's still jumping around! Your punch probably wouldn't even have been a tickle."

Jason's upturned lips gradually turned down. He knew exactly how terrifying the punch Tian Xiaoban had described was. It was a punch that could shatter a rockery, and if it hit a normal person, it would be enough to turn that person into minced meat.

"Great, I have a tough punching bag. I can practice that move I just learned!"

Tian Xiaoban was a little surprised. He remembered that he had just taught Jason that move yesterday afternoon. How could he have learned it so quickly?

Deathstroke got up from the ground again, turned his head back, and said with a mix of praise and sarcasm, "I admit you're Robin. Your sneak attack style is exactly like Batman's, just a bit weaker!"

"Ha! I hope you can stay stubborn like that from now on!"

Jason slightly bent his left foot, his left and right feet staggered, as if he were preparing to run.

"Ten thousand volts, damn it, lightning-fast wind-cutting leg kick!"

After gathering his power, Jason raised his leg high and kicked out a lightning whip straight forward, lashing it fiercely at Deathstroke!

"Fuck!" Deathstroke was utterly stunned. What the hell was that? An energy whip!

He has dealt with many superpowered individuals over the years, but this is the first time he has ever seen someone who can directly condense energy weapons with their body!

Nothing could stop the electric whip; trees were instantly split in two, and the split parts still bore the scorch marks of electricity.

"What kind of monster did Batman hire? This guy is supposed to be Robin? He could just go solo!"

Deathstroke was also dumbfounded. He really couldn't understand how such a strong person could change the title of the strongest legendary mercenary just by becoming a mercenary!

Turns out, he's still working as someone's lackey! Although his voice sounds young, judging from his build, he's probably already an adult!

"Kid, you're pretty good! How about working with me? Work for me, and in just one month you'll be the next legendary mercenary!"

"No! I don't have time to travel all over the country. I just need to keep getting stronger!"

Jason kicked out again, and the electric whip swept horizontally, splitting all the trees in a fan-shaped area in half.

The iron bridge, which had been leaning back behind the death knell, slowly straightened up and grumbled, "Even after all this! You still think it's not strong enough? Fuck, that bastard Batman! What kind of ideas did he instill in you?!"

"This has nothing to do with Batman! I'm going to catch up with him! I can't accept that someone younger than me is fucking stronger than me!"

These words were powerful and heartfelt; Jason genuinely wanted to become stronger so he could beat up Tian Xiaoban!

Deathstroke turned to look at Tian Xiaoban. He was indeed smaller than Robin, but how could that be? How could the powerful Robin be unable to defeat someone smaller than him?

"This! A generous prize crab! Could it be that the prize money is so high this time because of the two of you?"

…………

Bia and the architect had already found their unconscious companion in the storage room on the third floor of Wayne Manor.

After being slapped awake, the other seven people woke up one after another. They looked around in confusion and then saw the green hockey stick in the glass display case!

"That! That's the target!"

Lucas pointed at the "Shennong Ruler" in shock!

"How did they suddenly appear here? Did they do it on purpose?"

"I don't know, whatever, with Falcon helping us, let's just take it and leave!"

Rocco, along with Falcon, Licas, and the architect, brought out the "Shennong Ruler".

"Hooray! Looks like we succeeded! Let's get out of here!"

The nine people quickly left the villa, and as soon as they stepped outside, they saw three people fighting a fierce battle not far away. The exaggerated scene made their hearts pound.

"Thank goodness he held back, otherwise we would definitely be dead if we took that hit!"

"Stop talking nonsense, run! While they're tied up, get out of here!"

The commotion they made naturally attracted Jason and his men. When Deathstroke saw the green, glowing thing, he knew that the other side had succeeded!

He was about to leave when Tian Xiaoban blocked his way.

"Hey! Don't say I'm not giving you face. As long as you beat Robin, I'll let you go!"

Robin, such a good punching bag is hard to find. You have to give it your all during training!

"You rude brat!" Deathstroke glared angrily at Tian Xiaoban, then turned around, ready to get serious!

Chapter 33 A Thief Never Leaves Empty-Handed, The Death Knell for Treasure Hunting

"Before we start, I'd like to ask you something. What was that 'electric current propulsion' thing you mentioned when you made your move? Was it technology or a technique?"

Deathstroke was very curious about what they had shouted out in their previous moves!

"Oh? As expected of the legendary mercenary Deathstroke, you're quick-witted! You guessed it right away, impressive!"

Tian Xiaoban clapped her hands slowly in encouragement, which was very perfunctory.

This gesture, however, made Deathstroke feel that he might have guessed wrong.

"Fine, don't talk then! I'll beat you up and you'll talk eventually. My interrogation skills are always very useful!" Deathstroke gripped his knife in a reverse grip and charged at Jason with all his might.

Jason stood still, gathering his strength: "Good! Electricity Propulsion! Ten Thousand Volts, a damn Lightning Bolt Fist!"

Beneath the Deathstroke mask, a smirk played on his lips. "So young, Robin," he thought, his easygoing nature revealing a hint of sarcasm.

Just as Jason's lightning fist was about to hit Deathstroke from two meters away!

Deathstroke, holding the sword hilt in his reverse grip, suddenly launched a specially made steel cable toward Wayne Villa.

Jason's pupils contracted; he recognized it! It was the grappling hook gun he and Batman often used! Only Deathstroke had modified it into the hilt of his sword!

The direction of Deathstroke suddenly changed, and it flew sharply towards Wayne's villa.

Jason was so taken aback by his shameless act that he took a couple of steps but realized he couldn't outrun him: "Fuck you, you cheated!"

In a fit of rage, he channeled the current to his legs, and a five-meter-long electric whip lashed out at the specially made steel cable!

As if sensing something, Deathstroke suddenly pulled hard on the steel cable to increase his speed, just barely dodging Jason's electric whip kick!

"Robin's temper is really bad, much worse than Bat's! Since Bat won't come out, I'll find him myself!"

Crackle!

With a kick, he shattered the glass, and Deathstroke burst through the window!

Tian Xiaoban quickly caught up with the sprinting Jason, gestured for him to stop, and said:

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't rush! Robin, just wait here. There's no need to chase after them. Batman is still inside! We just need to keep watch outside. He'll come out sooner or later!"

"Damn it! He was clearly ready to fight me, and then he just ran away with a grappling hook! That damn coward!"

Jason was furious. He changed the direction of the electric current, directing it towards his legs, and stomped hard on the lawn with his feet wrapped in electricity!

This caused the area to flicker between light and darkness due to the flashes of electricity.

Tian Xiaoban comforted him, "Calm down. Not everyone likes a head-on confrontation. Most people fight by deception and sneak attacks! As long as you keep training and getting stronger, you can become powerful enough to..."

"Alright, I've had enough of your excuses! I'll face you head-on one day and beat you!"

"Hey, that's right. Don't worry about temporary gains or losses, Jason. In this world, if you're strong enough, you can do anything!"

…………

"Sir, should I activate the traps in the villa?"

The traps inside the villa are easy to activate, but difficult to recycle, which is why Alfred asked Bruce Wayne for his opinion.

"No need, I'll handle Deathstroke myself!"

Batman stood up from his Batcomputer, practiced a few punching stances, and felt warm all over, finishing his warm-up.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him!"

(We will win!)

Batman stepped into the elevator and went straight to the study on the third floor.

Step outside and head straight for the room where the death knell is!

Deathstroke tried to keep his breathing low, and when he realized that the two people behind him were not chasing after him, he immediately became nervous.

'Have bats become superpowered too?!'

Thinking of this, Deathstroke wanted to stay even more. He was curious whether Batman had become a superhuman.

He was holding a knife in his hand, silently stepping out of the room where he was hiding!

There are nightlights in the villa's corridor. Although the light is dim, you can still see the general situation in the corridor.

Especially the black bat-like figure standing at the end of the corridor; he stood there quietly, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Deathstroke spoke first: "Long time no see, Batman. You've trained a fine Robin!"

"..." Batman didn't speak, still looking at him coldly. This was a tactic Batman often used in battle: psychological pressure.

However, Deathstroke is not one of Gotham's thugs; he has no fear of Batman, only a desire to try his luck.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it. I'm just here to fight you today, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

After saying that, Deathstroke charged at Batman!

Batman also rushed forward to fight Deathstroke!

Deathstroke didn't use force to crush him; his fight with Batman was entirely a clash of skills.

In the fight, they used defense, dodge, straight punches, hooks, kicks, and grappling techniques. The two were evenly matched and neither could gain the upper hand!

Upon their first encounter, Deathstroke discovered that Batman hadn't become a superhuman; he still had a human body! But his fighting skills were much more fluid, as if he had been freed from his shackles.

Deathstroke's feeling was right. Not long ago, Batman was healed by the Shennong Ruler, and later he had "The Self-Cultivation of the Magnetic Madman". Although he does not practice electric current propulsion, his fist technique that moves qi and blood allows his body to always be in peak condition!

Batman, a strongman, grabbed Deathstroke and pinned him against the wall.

“Even if I weren’t a superhuman, I could still take you down, Deathstroke!” Batman said in his distinctive, deep voice.

"Heh, finally you've spoken. I thought you were mute, Batman!"