Boom!
The Fire Whip split from Mu Fan's forehead in two, striking heavily on the metallic floor and sparking a brilliant fire.
However, people saw no blood splattering, no body parts hitting the ground, nor heard any cries of pain.
They only saw the bisected body slowly dissipating into the air.
This was... an afterimage!
Then, another long lingering afterimage howled as it pierced through the fire wall, charging straight ahead in a straight line.
With blood-red eyes filled with nearly primal cruelty, Mu Fan, like a bullet from a gun, assaulted Li Dou.
The human skin can endure a high temperature of about 116°C for a short period since there's moisture on the skin which vaporizes upon coming into contact with high heat, quickly absorbing it and preventing the surface temperature from reaching unbearable limits.
However, that's for ordinary people and ordinary flames.
Li Dou's flames were far hotter than the normal combustion temperature of objects, almost comparable to the high temperature of around 2000°C of oxygen-aided methane combustion.
But at this moment, Mu Fan was practically a planet's distance away from being called an ordinary person.
Inhuman physical quality, inhuman endurance.
Thump, thump.
With a pounding heartbeat, massive force compressed his heart to a quarter of its size, then it violently dispersed.
His heart beat 440 times per minute!
The heartbeat, five times that of a normal human, erupted at this moment.
Six Forms·Charging Step!
Blessed... Emancipation!
These two horrifying Martial Arts Skills, stemming from bloodline inheritance and otherworldly plane's legacy, finally merged completely at this moment.
Mu Fan had never tested activating Charging Step while in the state of Blessed Emancipation.
Today, just so happened to be the first time.
Li Dou, with a furious stare, suddenly pulled apart his hands, setting up a giant Fire Net in front of him.
Fire Control—Flame Barrier.
Mu Fan's speed wasn't just twice as fast as Lu Qingxue's—it was much more!
"He's going to…"
A middle-aged man beside dwarf Smedley had just started to speak when his words got stuck in his throat, then he struggled to utter the last three words.
"...do what?"
"Seek, death!"
The grave voice resounded word by word through the air as the violent silhouette violently crashed into Li Dou's Fire Net before him.
The intense airflow, under the pressure of the explosive speed, protected his body, allowing Mu Fan to pass through at beyond-limit speed.
His skin still got scorched, yet there was not a hint of pain on Mu Fan's face.
His right foot heavily landed on the ground, Mu Fan, standing side-on against the burly Li Dou, stopped abruptly, panting like a wild beast, then punched fiercely to the side with his right fist.
Charging Punch in a side-lunge stance.
"Creak."
The fist sank deeply into Li Dou's abdomen.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment, allowing people to see the instant stupor on Li Dou's face, then bloody threads emerged in his eyes, followed by congestion in his face.
Boom!
The terrifying kinetic energy brought by Mu Fan's explosive movement was entirely transferred to Li Dou.
"Uh."
The burly giant only uttered a single syllable.
As Mu Fan moved, nobody could directly perceive the magnitude of his strength but when they saw a giant over 2.2 meters tall such as Li Dou flying directly over fifteen meters before heavily crashing into and gradually sliding down a metal wall.
People only then stiffly turned their heads toward Mu Fan.
Mu Fan, with his head bowed, let out a cold laugh from his throat, slowly withdrawing his right hand that maintained the punching posture.
Lifting his head, his blood-red pupils shifted as he twisted his neck to the side.
When the crowd caught that blood-red gaze, they scrambled backward, and lying in the distance, Shentu Yunxiao and Colin stared in disbelief at the scene.
This seemingly harmless boy, even boastful in speech, had such incredible power!
Just one punch, merely one punch.
The monstrous non-human Li Dou was now of unknown life or death status.
At this moment, Sayar, originally sitting on the couch, looked towards Mu Fan with his sinister white eyes.
"To think you possess such immense physical strength; I truly underestimated you, a student concealing a Body Technique Master. But you are not a new human after all."
Sayar stretched out his palm towards Mu Fan... and suddenly grasped towards Lu Qingxue behind him.
An invisible force field instantly trapped Lu Qingxue, who was about to step forward.
Her foot struck what seemed like a solid air wall, binding Lu Qingxue within a square-shaped space in an instant.
"I am taking her away, let's see if you can stop me, hehe."
Finally, Sayar stood up and walked directly towards Lu Qingxue.
Completely ignoring the fearsome Mu Fan?
Inside the confined area, the bound Lu Qingxue's phoenix eyes widened, radiating a chilling killing aura!
The noise of her bones and muscles compressing sounded throughout, as she fiercely pushed both sides, attempting to break out directly from above.
"Why go through this struggle? Although your struggles seem to awaken a desire for conquest within me..."
Sayar lamented, the evil smirk on his face chilling onlookers as his hand reached back to grasp once more.
An invisible force field from mid-air pressed down, completely sealing off the space where Lu Qingxue was trapped.
Without any sharp weapons at hand, gender, body size, and muscle differences made it impossible for Lu Qingxue to possess power like Li Dou or Mu Fan.
In the presence of the air-controller Sayar, Lu Qingxue's Sword Dao techniques were utterly ineffective.
Mu Fan glanced back for a moment before returning his gaze to the forward-facing, hands-behind-back, sinister-looking Sayar, with a grin spreading across his face.
His right leg vibrated rapidly until it was a blur, lifting and setting down as a visible ring of air waves spread from his foot.
Thud!
Mu Fan's silhouette stretched into a series of afterimages on the retinas of the spectators.
His right elbow drew back, then he surged forward with a punch.
The fierceness matched the punch that had just sent Li Dou flying.
However, the casually walking Sayar merely lifted his palm slightly to the side, and a transparent wall instantly materialized beside him.
Boom!
Mu Fan's fist slammed hard against it, creating a slight tremble underfoot while the spectators' eyes widened in shock at the interaction.
Patterns, diamond-like, emerged from beneath Mu Fan's fist.
The wall remained unmoved, perfectly blocking Mu Fan's powerful punch.
Between Mu Fan's fist and Sayar's palm was a thick layer of invisible wall.
"You mutants are really... troublesome."
Mu Fan murmured softly, his hanging head obscuring his eyes.
"Ha ha ha, you are still just a mortal. Does your arm hurt from the recoil?"
Sayar glanced at Mu Fan with a cold smirk, then continued his unhurried forward walk.
Without Mechas present, dealing purely in personal strength, their mutants had an absolute crushing advantage!
"No, you misunderstood; I meant... it's merely a nuisance."
The deep voice rang out again, Mu Fan's right arm began undulating unnaturally, the muscles violently fluctuating before eerily settling down, his arm turning into a piece of well-forged steel!
Six Forms · Steel, Derivative Skill...
Impact Hammer.
Mu Fan lifted his head to look at Sayar, his blood-colored pupils showing only...
Madness, indifference.