"I said, this battle is completely meaningless. Just admit defeat. There's no way a Martial Artist can be a match for me."
"I don't want to waste time!"
Liu Huan spoke indifferently to Lu Sheng, hands in his pockets.
Lu Sheng listened to Liu Huan's words with a dismissive glance, then slowly raised his right hand, leaving his middle finger extended.
"Fool!"
Liu Huan's expression turned dark, a flash of coldness flickered in his eyes.
"Seeking death!"
The next moment, Liu Huan's body exploded with an extremely powerful aura, causing his black windbreaker to billow, revealing what was underneath.
Although Liu Huan had joined the Elite Class just a few days earlier than Lu Sheng, his hands had already been transformed into mechanical prosthetics.
Under the training hall lights, Liu Huan's hands shimmered with a metallic luster.
"Since you seem so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
"I'll show you that there's simply no comparison between Martial Artists and people like me!"
Liu Huan let out a low roar, and his modified mechanical hands instantly transformed.
They turned into two mechanical sledgehammers, enveloped in terrifying power, smashing towards Lu Sheng viciously.
Flames spewed from the sledgehammers, moving so fast that even a normal person's eyes couldn't react.
Moreover, the distance between the two was very close. Generally, a Martial Artist couldn't respond to such swift attacks.
But...
Just as the mechanical sledgehammers traced their trajectory, Lu Sheng suddenly had an insight, as if he had already determined their final impact point.
Without hesitation, Lu Sheng followed the answer in his mind, instantly sidestepping.
He actually dodged the attack of the sledgehammers!
"Hm? You actually dodged my attack?"
Liu Huan was somewhat surprised. His family often hired Martial Artists as sparring partners, and none of them could dodge his attacks at such a short distance.
Though surprised, his disdain for Martial Artists did not diminish in the slightest.
"Dodged once, but can you dodge a second time!"
Liu Huan roared, and flames spouted from the front of the sledgehammer, counteracting the recoil from the attack, rapidly striking towards Lu Sheng's changed position.
The rapid change of moves was far beyond the reaction speed of a first-tier Martial Artist.
But...
For some reason, whenever the mechanical sledgehammer moved, Lu Sheng had an insight, accurately predicting the hammer's trajectory. Even in his vision, he seemed able to see through the internal mechanism of the sledgehammer.
Everything... completely exposed in Lu Sheng's view.
"This feeling... why does it feel extremely similar to when I tested and maintained those heavy mechanical equipment in the workshop?"
Lu Sheng was somewhat surprised, quickly realizing this point.
The mechanical prosthetics of the Mechanical Transformer were also a type of mechanical equipment. His Basic Heavy Equipment Maintenance skill was maxed out, so he was intimately familiar with the operation of mechanical equipment.
He could say... Even if Lu Sheng wasn't a Mechanical Transformer, his understanding of mechanical equipment was not inferior to any first-tier Mechanical Transformer.
Thinking this, a smile played on Lu Sheng's lips.
"Though it's my first bout with a Mechanical Transformer and I'm unfamiliar, I have an exceptional understanding of mechanical equipment!"
"My two weeks of workshop experience... How could you compare?"
Lu Sheng thought to himself, dodging Liu Huan's deadly attacks time and time again. Each dodge seemed extremely close but was all under Lu Sheng's control.
"As a Martial Artist, do you only know how to dodge!"
Face red with anger, Liu Huan yelled at Lu Sheng.
Lu Huan's repeated attacks being dodged made it hard for Liu Huan to maintain his composure, even causing his Spiritual Power to diminish from prolonged attack sequences.
Watching Lu Sheng avoid his attacks time and again, Liu Huan grew enraged.
However, faced with Liu Huan's furious shouts, Lu Sheng teased, "You transformed your hands, didn't you? I didn't see you transform your mouth?"
"How could your mouth be stronger than your hands!"
"Damn!"
Liu Huan was irked to the point of fury by Lu Sheng's comments. Flames erupted fiercely from the rear of the mechanical warhammer, enveloped in potent energy and speed, striking at Lu Sheng once more.
"Die, pathetic Martial Artist!!"
Liu Huan's eyes were blood-red, fierce flames spurting from the rear of the mechanical warhammer, pushing its mechanical operation to the limits.
This... Would be Liu Huan's strongest strike!
Yet, despite Liu Huan's all-out effort, his attack was still full of flaws in Lu Sheng's eyes. Qi Blood flowed beneath his feet, and his body moved like flowing water, dodging Liu Huan's deadly strike once more.
At that moment, Liu Huan's all-out strike had left him without any follow-up strength to counter the recoil. Lu Sheng's eyes focused, his right hand clenched into a fist, and Qi Blood from his heart flowed instantly to his right fist.
Five Elements Fist, Power of Heart Fire!
Bang!!!
The explosive force, akin to fire, erupted from Lu Sheng's right fist, crashing into Liu Huan's face.
With a muffled boom, Liu Huan's entire body traced a parabola mid-air, flying out of the battle zone.
"Hm?"
Meanwhile, Gao Feng on the high platform had long been observing Lu Sheng. Seeing Lu Sheng knock Liu Huan out with a single punch, surprise showed on his face.
A first-tier Martial Artist defeating a first-tier Mechanical Transformer was rare but not unheard of.
However, for someone like Lu Sheng to defeat a comparable Mechanical Transformer shortly after joining the Elite Class... Such occurrences were nearly non-existent even within the Elite Class.
"His combat experience is so rich, is this really his first real fight?"
Gao Feng was somewhat astonished, the scenes of Lu Sheng dodging Liu Huan's attacks leaving a deep impression on him.
However, thinking this, a smile appeared on Gao Feng's face: "It wasn't in vain that I paid out of my own pocket to buy this kid a bottle of first-tier Qi Blood Pill. He's quite the talent!"
But Gao Feng's smile didn't last long before it was drawn to a muffled sound, followed by a long sigh.
Only to see, in the battle zone between Yang Meng and Mu Bing, Yang Meng, who had already broken through to a second-tier Martial Artist, was once again defeated by Mu Bing's flying sword, his chest marked by hideous sword scars.