Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 485 - 260: Mechanical Modifier (2nd Update)

Chapter 485 -260: Mechanical Modifier (2nd Update)

“I don’t believe it!”

Mu Fan growled lowly and stepped forward again, his arms shaking and leaving behind countless afterimages.

The invader’s shoulder sockets, ribs, abdomen, cheeks, and arms all bore the shadowy impact of Mu Fan’s punches.

The invader, who was only half a step faster than Mu Fan, didn’t dodge but instead exchanged blows with Mu Fan in an attitude that completely disregarded injury.

His war armor bore the brunt of Mu Fan’s powerful, relentless punches.

Dents appeared all over his body but gradually self-repaired.

For every two punches Mu Fan landed, he was met with one solid metallic fist slamming into his own body.

Being only a fraction faster, it was impossible for Mu Fan to fully dodge the attacks.

Blood appeared on Mu Fan’s fists, and the skin on his knuckles began to blur and mottle.

That was the result of his fist pounding against the metallic war armor.

If it were an ordinary person, even with another layer of war armor, they would have died long ago from the brutal concussive force.

But the invader’s endurance far surpassed the damage Mu Fan’s strength could inflict—except for speed, where he momentarily couldn’t keep up with Mu Fan.

“How many levels of endurance does his body have? Why does it feel like a tireless humanoid machine!”

When Mu Fan’s punch hit the invader’s face, making him spit out a mouthful of blood, Mu Fan himself was struck hard in the chest by a cannon fist.

Despite the mask on the face being ugly and comical, the eyes remained black, shiny, and calm; but Mu Fan’s body was now a horrific sight.

Mu Fan stood up with a slight tremble throughout his body.

That was the aftermath of taking heavy blows; the invader’s fists were mighty and weighty, fighting on the principle of exchanging blow for blow.

The invader was sent back several meters by Mu Fan; aside from the few punches to the head that resulted in spitting blood, the rest of his body only showed slowly healing indentations.

Mu Fan’s fists were hard enough to leave dents in the metal, but the man clad in that metal was equally formidable.

“What should I do? My fists can’t cause him any harm at all! He’s completely like a robot wrapped in war armor, yet he clearly possesses human speech and appearance.”

Mu Fan muttered, his chest still heaving from the intense exertion, his blood already staining half of his clothing.

Half of his combat uniform had turned a blackish-red color.

The wounds on his body were much worse than the day before, especially the injury on his shoulder, which was severe. If he cut open the injured part of the clothing,

the shredded shoulder would be clearly visible, the wounds crusting and cracking repeatedly.

With every loss of blood, a bit more strength left him.

“Mu Fan, your condition is very unstable, you absolutely cannot fight any longer, run away quickly!” Black’s voice was unusually stern.

“I don’t like… giving up halfway!”

Mu Fan threw out the words with resolute eyes.

Once again, his body erupted with the crackle of bones, and he crouched and pushed off the ground with a bang, springing forward.

In this moment, the youth’s silhouette was unyielding.

This time he intended to try another method of attack.

His right fist lanced out; as the invader responded with a heavy punch, Mu Fan’s right arm bent sharply and his forearm snapped in front of his body.

A iron fist slammed hard onto Mu Fan’s arm; a grunt came through his nose as the bone pain was forcefully endured, and then a gleam flickered in his eyes.

His defending right arm sprang open, snapping around to grab the invader’s arm, then sliding to lock at the opponent’s wrist joint.

The cold metal lacked any warmth in his palm, but Mu Fan’s breath grew heavier—it was the first step he attempted!

Having his left arm caught by Mu Fan, the invader was not alarmed, as Mu Fan’s wrist was likewise caught in his grip. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

In an attack against attack, it would be Mu Fan who got injured.

Ha, the human body is ultimately too frail.

The right fist, with the weight of a thousand catties, smashed down hard.

A trace of mockery seemed to appear for the first time behind the red lenses.

Bang!

The iron heavy fist was firmly blocked by an upraised arm.

Defensive technique—Half Arm Guard!

An odd, bent-arm stance sturdily intercepted the invader’s punch.

Of course, Mu Fan’s arm turned deep purple under that metallic heavy fist, but his objective had been achieved.

His left arm twisted, clamping down on the invader’s right fist.

Now, both of the invader’s arms were locked by Mu Fan, and the two maintained this deadlock.

The invader’s red lenses stared at Mu Fan, and a voice like rust grinding against metal rang out, “And… what do you want to do?”

“Try this move of mine!”

Mu Fan’s cold gaze shone through the holes of his little yellow duck mask, and with a powerful pull with both arms, he skewed the invader’s body sideways, then his legs sprang up and forcefully stomped on the opponent’s chest.

“It’s ineffective,” the invader said coldly, exerting force at the same time; under this standoff of strength, Mu Fan’s pulling trend was instantly halted, with a tendency to be pulled back in the opposite direction.

Then, at this moment, Mu Fan abruptly gave up exerting force and went with the momentum, kicking with both legs, then locking his arms around and swinging back.

The invader, not expecting Mu Fan to suddenly withdraw force, was violently pulled towards him, and his own form also became somewhat unbalanced and leaned backward.

At this time, Mu Fan’s body was already in the air, and with the help of his arms, he was inverted above his head.

Eye to eye, coldness against coldness!

Behind the mask, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smirk; Mu Fan’s arm muscles burst forth again, and with a twist of his waist, a surge of tremendous force came!

Throwing Technique — Big Tablet Fall!

Mu Fan’s form plummeted sharply.

The invader was actually flung into the air by him.

With each arm tightly locked, the invader’s red lenses blinked rapidly, but he couldn’t break free.

Boom!

The steel-wrapped body slammed heavily onto the circular steel structure in front of Mu Fan.

The invader’s body smashed a dent into the steel structure, and then Mu Fan, with another push with his legs and loosening of his palms, contracted his bones and broke free from the opponent’s iron grasp.

What was the effect of such a heavy fall?

Mu Fan’s gaze was tightly fixed on the opponent…

Creak, creak.

The neck rotated twice, making the sound of bones moving.

Then the arms smashed down fiercely to the sides.

Bang!

The half-welded steel structure broke apart under his force, and the invader stood up once more!

Seeing this posture… could he be completely unharmed?

Mu Fan gasped violently, feeling a chill in his heart.

Who exactly was this sudden invader?

The invader pushed aside the steel structure lying in front of him, then casually tossed it backward.

The scattering steel structure was thrown against the outer wall of the tall Induction Steel Furnace, making a crisp clanging sound.

This scene caught in Mu Fan’s eyes seemed to spark an idea in his brain.

“The human body is ultimately too frail…” the invader uttered softly, saying, “Your strength is fading, victory for me is only a matter of time.”

The human body?

Finally, some useful information seeped through this person’s words!

“Mu Fan, I’ve got it! He’s a Mechanical Transformed Man, a hybrid of mechanics and human flesh!” Black suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

A half-human, half-mechanical monster!?

The flicker of thought in his mind finally became clear!

“A matter of time, huh?” Mu Fan stood opposite the invader, his eyes revealing an undefeatable teenage pride.

Mu Fan’s form tensed into a bow, one hand up, one hand down, readying himself in another Throwing Technique offensive stance.

The same cold and shiny eyes began to turn blood-red at this moment.

His entire being’s aura turned incredibly fierce in that instant.

Blood-colored Vision… activated!

There was a very prominent red dot inside the opponent, pulsating strongly, and just by looking at Mu Fan, one could feel that great force.

That was the opponent’s heart!

But this time, Mu Fan’s gaze was not focused on the weak spot on the opponent’s body, but…

On the massive steel furnace behind!