Chapter 677 - 419: Martial God Chip

Earlier, when the two were exchanging blows in their usual state, a few higher-ranking Giant Warriors could barely catch a glimpse of their figures and movements.

Now that both have entered the fifth-level overload, that speed is beyond the observation of outsiders, and it’s difficult to even catch a glimpse.

Dongdong never drags out her battles. She initiates the assault, her petite body shrouded in black flames tears through the sea of fire, plunging straight into the icy domain, charging across the frozen wasteland towards Adam.

Adam’s mechanical eyes reflect Dongdong’s rapidly approaching figure, the optical signals from his built-in system flash at high frequencies. He shows no fear towards the oncoming violent assault, only a calmness that pierces through everything.

"Heart," he says.

As soon as the words fell, his fingertips precisely intercepted Dongdong’s wrist, deflecting the original assault aimed at his heart to graze past his side, missing completely.

Dongdong’s eyes suddenly narrowed.

This interception was incredibly precise, not only breaking down her attack routine but with exact accuracy, perfect in every aspect.

Missing her strike, Dongdong adapts her technique per her training, positioning her hands like a spear, ready to attack again.

"Throat," Adam’s voice came again.

Seen through again?!

Suppressing her shock, Dongdong stops her revealed strike, redirecting her force and darting diagonally downward like lightning.

"Pa."

With a crisp sound, Dongdong suddenly feels her hand tighten, her finger-spear caught mid-air.

Adam caught it as easily as grasping a clumsy little insect, holding Dongdong’s finger with one hand and coldly mocking the target she aimed: "Right lung."

Dongdong continually exerts force to break free, but Adam is on the same artificial body level as her, the strength was similar, making it hard to escape his grip.

Adam’s face shows a scornful expression, saying, "If all you can do is aim for vital points, your mediocre master’s level ends here."

With that, he suddenly applies strength with his hand.

With a heavy "crack," the finger held by Adam is snapped, and Dongdong is thrown backward several meters before stabilizing.

Covered in mud, she clambers up from the ground, watching the young man in front of her with vigilance.

The materials for Apocalypse Level 1 Artificial Bodies are the finest special metals, with a degree of self-repairing memory. A broken finger means nothing, and it will recover after a while.

But Dongdong isn’t wary of her injury, but of this boy’s martial skills.

If she thought Adam’s first precision interception was luck, what happened afterward shattered that notion completely.

This is impossible to be luck.

It is pure martial skill.

How to describe it...

It seems like as soon as the thought of attack arises in her mind, when her body begins to move slightly, Adam has already completely seen through her attack path and knows what she wants to do.

She was thoroughly and completely seen through.

In training with Shangguan Li over the years, Dongdong has seen masters.

During friendly matches between martial halls or mutual visits among martial artists, Shangguan Li introduced her to many experts, some mightier than her master.

Sparring with these top experts without using artificial bodies, relying solely on skill, Dongdong often couldn’t win.

Yet regardless of how overwhelmed she felt, having trained for so many years, she could at least exchange a few moves with them, sometimes gaining the upper hand if she played well.

But now, facing Adam, the disparity in martial skill is so vast it leaves one in a daze.

Suddenly, Dongdong has an illusion, as if time had turned back to years ago, to the day she first met Shangguan Li in Saint Rivelan.

Back then, she knew nothing of martial skills and was toyed with effortlessly by Shangguan Li.

The gap between her and Adam now is likely even greater than that day with Shangguan Li.

Adam seems to have noticed the astonishment in Dongdong’s heart, a mocking smile appearing on his face, "What, you’re not giving up after just a few moves, are you? Shorty."

Dongdong remains silent, standing there until her broken finger has mostly recovered, preparing for the next round of assault.

At this point, regardless of whether reading really helps, one must admit that Adam’s martial skill far surpasses hers, defeating him through technique is impossible.

So her next goal is clear, to exploit her strengths while avoiding her weaknesses, like she dealt with Shangguan Li back in Saint Rivelan.

She needs to drag him into her domain of expertise.

With that thought, Dongdong crouches down, the destructive power brought by the fifth-level overload transforms into surging hot streams, expanding around like black wildfire, activating the deepest performance of the Apocalypse-level Artificial Body.

Of all Dongdong’s strengths, endurance is undoubtedly her best.

If Adam can handle an Apocalypse Level 1 Artificial Body and master the fifth-level overload, he, too, is deemed an unlimited artificial body endurer.

But "endurance" and "enduring" are two different things.

Endurance can be infinite.

But for humans, endurance always has a limit.

Especially in overload mode, those with poor endurance might collapse in no time.

Dongdong’s endurance, borrowing a phrase from Marvel—"I can do this all day."

After shifting her mindset, Dongdong launches another assault, the ground beneath her like a magnitude 12 earthquake collapsing, terrifying web-like cracks extend for hundreds of meters.

Simultaneously, the air liquefied under pressure shatters without suspense, the piercing shrill like a thousand birds singing relentlessly torments every Giant Warrior’s eardrums.