Chapter 786: Chapter 559 Itâs My Turn Now
Mu Fan also followed his gaze toward Joe, wanting to see how the team leader would handle the situation.
Joe Pate revealed a smile and shrugged at Mu Fan, âUsually, these kinds of issues are resolved by ourselves, I wonât take sides.â
Hearing this response, a cold smirk appeared on Mu Fanâs face, what a way to not take sides, so this was the rule for new recruits.
âWell, rookie, if you wonât take the initiative, then letâs resolve it ourselves.â
The white sergeant spread his hands as he looked at Mu Fan.
At this gesture, a chorus of cheers suddenly erupted from within the scattered rock formations at the edge of the Fire Hills area.
Really, they were bored stiff from nothing but shelling, and now an interesting event had finally come up. There was no way they were going to miss out.
âThat couldnât be betterâŠâ
Mu Fan ignored the surrounding laughter, simply saying lightly, and then woodenly stared at the white sergeant.
If he asked, he would give, but for those who took directly, sorry was the only answer.
And if the target was still his own rations, then that was utterly intolerable.
Seeing Mu Fanâs actions, two robots buzzed as they retreated, clearly making room.
This caused the soldiers to laugh for a while, and then they got even more curious about the two robots, which had none of the rigid movements of other machines.
Knowing to protect themselves and also to avoid danger.
Were these robots becoming sentient?
Seeing these movements, the white sergeant shook his head, paying them no mind.
The rookieâs defensive posture seemed completely non-threatening in his eyes, for he was wearing exoskeleton armor.
Using the body to block exoskeleton armor was like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm.
âSince itâs like this, then Iâll just have to take it myself.â
The white sergeant stepped forward and reached out toward Mu Fan.
His thick arm wrapped in exoskeleton armor stretched out straight, bringing with it a gust of oppressive wind.
However, in the leisurely gazes of the onlookers, the rookie recruit suddenly reached out with both hands to grasp the thick exoskeleton arm.
The white sergeant narrowed his eyes, âNew guy, do you know what youâre doing?â
âI certainly do. I just want to remind you, are you sure youâve thought this through?â
Mu Fanâs icy stare met the sergeantâs.
âHa ha ha ha, IâŠâ
In the white sergeantâs laughter, his face also grew cold, ââŠof course Iâve thought it through! Time to teach you a lesson.â
The arm grasped by Mu Fan was suddenly flung to the side.
There were two possibilities: one was that Mu Fan, caught off guard, would be slapped aside by the backhand, or the other that his whole body would be flung away while grasping tightly.
However, as the white sergeantâs right arm swung to the back, the jeering around them faded, replaced with a collective gasp of surprise.
The rookie still maintained the grip on the exoskeleton arm, his entire body moving in sync with Sergeant Bowenâs arm.
His feet planted firmly on the ground as if rooted, he didnât fall but maintained the tight grip.
âSince thatâs the case, I wonât hold back.â
Mu Fan observed the sergeant enveloped in exoskeleton armor and said woodenly.
And after finishing, his gaze stayed on Sergeant Bowen, but he actually addressed the more than twenty soldiers around: âIf itâs not yours, itâs best not to touch it.â
A warning issued?
This immediately darkened the sergeantâs expression. A new recruit dared to strut around in front of him?
Did he know whom he was threatening?
Taking him, a veteran of countless battles, for an easy target â it seemed like this kid wouldnât remember until he got a painful lesson.
HmphâŠ
With a fierce look in his eyes fixed on Mu Fan, the sergeantâs right hand remained still, while his left hand was raised high to the right side of his face.
Then it suddenly swung down!
This strike, if landed, was enough to keep the kid in bed for several days.
âThud!â
With a muffled sound, an arm shot up to guard the face. The thick exoskeleton arm struck hard against this human arm, but the anticipated scenario didnât happen.
What happened wasâŠ
No movement whatsoever.
âIs this a joke?â
A soldier watching the commotion popped his eyes open wide.
Then, within Sergeant Bowenâs slightly surprised gaze, that arm suddenly shook in reverse, shaking off his own left arm.
Not only that, but he even managed to grasp his own exoskeleton arm in a reverse grip.
The young manâs calm eyes flashed with a ferocious light, as the dormant cells within his body were activated one after another, releasing the long-accumulated, surging power.
Under the military uniform invisible to others, Mu Fanâs arm muscles abruptly bulged.
Then Mu Fan took a sidestep, his body supported at a wide angle, and with a fierce shout, he exerted power from his waist, spreading it along the large back muscles to both arms.
During the whole twisting motion, he violently flung himself backwards.
Thus, before Bowen had time to react to what was happening, his body felt light and out of control, and then he was abruptly thrown.
Bang!
The imposing figure clad in exoskeleton armor flew straight out under the stupefied gazes of those around him.
Then he heavily smashed into the thick gray soil.
âAm I hallucinating because I havenât been with a woman lately?â
âWhat the hell does this have to do with womenâŠâ
Two soldiers stared straight at Sergeant Bowen, who was angrily getting up, engrossed in an absent-minded conversation without turning their heads.
âNo wonder, no wonder heâs so confident, but it ends here. Iâll show you what a real âIron Fistâ is!â
With both hands slamming the ground heavily, his exoskeleton armor was fully activated, and Sergeant Bowen instantly sprang from the ground and charged at Mu Fan heavily, like a wild bull in a frenzy.
Mu Fan watched with a cold gaze as the furious figure charged towards him, the muscles all over his body quickly began to ripple and solidify, completing the steel transformation of his frame in an instant.
Then, under everyoneâs shocked gaze, he stomped heavily with one foot, unflinching and unyielding.
The entire person directly charged forward.
âBoom!â
Bowenâs imposing body, protected by the armor, fiercely collided with Mu Fan.
The two figures heavily crashed into each other, and then both bounced off.
Mu Fanâs feet sank into the mud as he slid back four or five meters, his arms still crossed to maintain the forward charging posture.
And there, Bowen was also forcefully pushed back four or five meters by the sheer flesh and blood body.
The soldiers spectating were petrified once again, their eyes filled with disbelief. They were starting to wonder if Bowen was holding back intentionally.
How could exoskeleton armor possibly not overpower the human body?
At this moment, the sergeant was completely enraged. After a quick bend of the knees, he surged forward with an iron fist thrust out like a cannonball.
Now, his attack may have been excessive, but amidst such intense emotional fluctuations, he couldnât afford to ponder such matters.
He absolutely couldnât be defeated by a new recruit.
Just as he stood straight, Mu Fan watched with cold eyes as the iron fist in his vision grew larger, yet he remained motionless, as if petrified by fear.
Finally, when the iron fist was about to smash fiercely into him, Mu Fanâs head subtly leaned to the right side.
The heavy punch with its strong airflow whizzed past his left ear.
A miss?
The soldiers complained with some disappointment, but the next second their mouths agape in astonishment.
Because the new recruit suddenly stretched out both hands and grasped the already-missed iron arm.
Did he actually move closer to it?!
The raging power of the exoskeleton caused Bowenâs mighty punch to slide over seven meters away, and with both hands firmly clasping Bowenâs arm, Mu Fanâs feet also carved out two trenches as he was dragged for a full seven meters.
Eventually, amidst the dust, both men came to a halt.
Looking at his right fist being gripped again, Bowen was devoid of any mercy, his eyes hardened as he was about to kick out.
However, the head of the new recruit that was hanging low suddenly lifted, and his wooden expression turned frosty.
âHave you had enough? ⊠Now itâs my turn, isnât it?â
Then, his momentum surged in an instant, his arm muscles bulged, and with an angry roar,
Mu Fan astonishingly kicked up from the ground while gripping Bowenâs arm and inverted himself in the air.
Head to head.
Then amidst a surge of wild energy, he brutally plummeted down.
An A-grade Throwing Technique â Big Tablet Fall!
The sergeant was caught by an overwhelming force gripping his right arm and spun up in the air, with an almost 360° forceful slam while carrying the unwillingness and roar of anguish in his roar, his imposing body was swung by Mu Fan into a thunderous mid-air crash.
Boom!
The ground under everyoneâs feet trembled heavily.
Smoke billowed, and the massive exoskeleton armor was pounded into the ground.
A figure knelt half in the midst of dust, lifting its head eerily.