At this moment, he was one with his armor, as if an AI-controlled character in a game, executing perfect maneuvers in a BOSS battle without getting hit.
If one disregarded flexibility, the combat strength Ren Zhong burst out in that instant was indeed that of a genuine Third Level Mechanical Warrior!
Ren Zhong's anticipation this time was different from any before; he utilized induction and analysis of available information, leveraging his astonishing intelligence as a 23-year-old genius Ph.D., beginning from details to establish models in his mind and gradually deducing from them.
Bang!
His left palm slammed heavily onto the stone floor.
A web-like crack spread out.
Simultaneously, the mass engine on Ren Zhong's back shifted direction.
He moved like an eagle, tapping lightly on the ground, drawing out a zigzag line along the ground, and then shooting forward towards the third floor of the manor building!
