Facing this claw attack, the tall one didn't dodge or evade, determined to tear Li Changzhou in half along with the short one.

Li Changzhou's claw strike pierced through the waterproof mask, his five fingers stabbing into it like red-hot iron needles.

The tall one flinched, having to let go and lean back to avoid the strike.

Li Changzhou seemed to know he would dodge all along, twisting his body to claw at the short one instead.

Though it was less than a second, the force of this claw strike was fully charged, and as he spun suddenly, the short one seemed to see a black tiger leaping at him.

He too released his grip and retreated.

"Entangle him!"

The tall one, wearing battle armor and equipped with a thruster, made no sound nor splash when his hands released and he fell into the water.

'He's going to destroy the submarine!' Li Changzhou instinctively realized without needing to think.

At the same time, a sharp whistling sound approached.

The short one kicked out, so fast it left an afterimage, like a whip.

Li Changzhou grabbed the ship's railing with one hand and formed a claw with the other, precisely catching the leg.

The short one's expression changed, reflexively whipping out his other leg.

Bam!

Li Changzhou stomped that leg back down, while his other leg kicked towards the short one's abdomen, using the hand holding the short one's leg to exert force simultaneously.

It was as if he was stepping on someone's body to tear off their leg.

That was also Li Changzhou's intention.

The short one tensed his body, not believing Li Changzhou could tear his leg off with one hand, considering neither of them had managed to tear off anyone's leg earlier!

But at the moment Li Changzhou exerted force, the short one exhibited a painful expression.

How is this possible?!

In this mission world, all players' strength was limited to the same level; how could he be this strong?!

The strength was at the same level, but Li Changzhou's mastery over strength was already at the pinnacle.

Most people need to "kick" or "punch" to exert maximum force, but he had trained to such precision that he could exert full power with the flick of a finger.

Coupled with various techniques, countless fist and palm arts, without needing to "kick" or "punch", a casual claw could tear iron chains apart.

At this moment, his whole arm exerted force to tear, and with another leg pressing up, he shredded steel plates like cardboard.

This was no metaphor or exaggeration – the short one's battle armor immediately deformed, with his leg visibly elongated.

A chill like a snake crawled up his spine; the short one sensed the breath of death.

He didn't care anymore and reached for the gun at his waist.

Shooting would attract the mission target's attention, but it wouldn't expose the player's identity yet; in the worst case, he could jump into the sea to escape.

At that moment, Li Changzhou suddenly let go.

The short one looked up, bewildered, only to see Li Changzhou smiling at him, as if the life-and-death struggle just now was merely a joke, now asking: Was it fun?

Although the short one hadn't integrated with the Heavenly Will, wasn't at the Heavenly Position, he was still a master at the end of the Heavenly Road; when had he ever been so looked down upon?

Shame and anger burned like wildfires; he was about to fire his gun.

Li Changzhou suddenly let go and similarly entered the water without a sound or splash.

Looking down at the subtle ripples on the sea, slightly breathless, at this moment, a wave of fear surged in the short one's heart.

He almost died on this Ghost Planet!

"King of Black Fog... I admit I'm not your match, but so what!"

With effort in his arms, he jumped up, landing on the deck with a thud.

"Who?!"

The short one scanned the two people on the deck, his gaze skipping over the one with the gun, landing on the other.

A small, stunningly beautiful face, every feature nearly perfect, still not panicking upon seeing him.

[You have discovered the mission target – Jiutiao Meiji]

Bam!

In the instant the female bodyguard fired the gun, the short one tilted his head to dodge the muzzle, darting forward in a swift movement.

"Miss! Back up!

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The female bodyguard fired three more shots in succession, and seeing she couldn't hit the short one, quickly discarded the firearm, drew a dagger, and fearlessly charged forward.

It's like when facing Li Changzhou, the short one felt he was seeing a tyrannosaurus rexin front; now the woman before him was just an ant.

He could crush her with a raised hand.

But he couldn't.

Once he exposed too much power and caused the mission target's suspicion, the system would directly intervene to eliminate him.

The short one avoided the dagger, raising his hand to deliver a punch.

The female bodyguard's expression changed, raising her arms to block in front of her face.

Slap!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!" The female bodyguard felt like she'd been hit by a car, retreating three steps, every bone in her body seemingly about to misalign.

The short one only used a fraction of his strength.

The ship had many bodyguards, all on alert on the eastern side, but the short one didn't dare delay for a second, leaving the female bodyguard behind as he charged at the mission target.

In this life-and-death moment, the target, who seemed barely in their teens, showed no hint of fear besides some surprise.

However, that stunning face turned extremely solemn, radiating an intimidating presence.

But what hadn't the short one seen?

He had personally destroyed dozens of planets, waged war in countless worlds, killing more people than could be counted.

"Die!"

To ensure nothing went wrong, the short one applied some technique, his voice booming like thunder.

Jiutiao Meiji's physical constitution was average, and she instantly felt faint, like anemic.

Seeing success was imminent, the short one felt no excitement, instead growing more alert.

Suddenly he felt a slight force on his waist, looked down to see the female bodyguard holding onto him— his short stature was relative to the tall one; he stood at one meter ninety.

"Miss! Run!"

Jiutiao Meiji's vision gradually cleared, vaguely seeing Jing Liu holding the enemy.

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