Xiaoyan! You're Here!

"The Ninth Form of the Tathagata Divine Palm: Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage to the Supreme to the Ancestor!"

A golden palm shadow, tens of feet wide, descended from the sky, causing the ground to collapse first, followed by the entire area of earth being torn apart in all directions.

Broken bricks, steel bars, and remnants of walls...

The clones that had just crawled out of the ground were all swept into the air by the force of the palm.

Bone blades, mechanical spines, and proliferating tissue shattered in mid-air, scattering black and red debris across the playground.

Whether it was Hayashida Megumi or Eikichi Onizuka, everyone who was conscious was stunned by this attack.

What kind of power is this?

Is this something a high school student could do?

Even Wolverine, who was fighting Silver Samurai nearby, was thrown off balance by the gust of air, turned around and greeted him a few times before lunging at Silver Samurai again.

When the dust settled, there were no more clones on the playground.

Sing Sing fell from mid-air, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, his knees made intimate contact with the pile of rubble.

"Oh my god..."

He knelt on one knee in the pile of rubble, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, Wolverine's battle continued.

He was currently lying on the Silver Samurai's chest, his silver-white mech armor torn in half, exposing the internal wiring and hydraulic lines.

The Silver Samurai struggled desperately, his vibrating blade slashing down, but Logan used his shoulder to block it while simultaneously plunging all six of his steel claws into the engine compartment.

Just as Logan raised his claws, preparing to slice the cockpit and seat apart, two dark red tentacles wrapped around Logan's waist and pulled him off the Silver Samurai.

Caught off guard, Logan crashed into the rubble, spat, and Wolverine, getting up, turned to look.

A tall, greyish-white figure walked slowly towards them, its skin dark red, and its arms connected to several carbon-tungsten alloy tentacles.

"Dear Logan... you still prefer to be on top of other people."

Upon recognizing the face, Wolverine erupted in fury. "Rossovich! Omega Red!"

Haha! Did you miss me?

The Omega Red grinned maliciously and lashed out with its tentacles.

Logan ignored the Silver Samurai beside him and roared as he charged at the Omega Red.

As the steel claw collided with the tungsten carbide tentacle, the tentacle was cut open, but new tissue immediately grew out of it.

A tentacle wrapped around Logan's wrist and slashed it open, but this time the wound on his arm did not close as usual.

The Omega Red triumphantly dragged him in front of it and grinned maliciously, "Remember the Death Factor?"

Logan looked up, grinning maliciously as well. "Of course I remember! That's why I want to tear you apart again!"

Sing Sing sat on the ground, glanced at the Omega Red, and then looked at the smoking Silver Samurai.

"You just finished clearing out a batch and you're already blaming me for bringing in new products? How thoughtful of you..."

During the break, a deformed arm swung from behind.

Just as Sing Sing, who found even rolling over too strenuous, was preparing to take the blow head-on, the arm that was coming at him suddenly stopped when it was only half a meter away from him.

"It's been years, how come you're still so reckless?"

A soft female voice came from the side. Turning around, I saw a woman with a graceful figure holding a red umbrella to shield the arm. She gently pulled it forward, and the arm slammed straight into the ground.

"Shi Xiaoyan! It really is you!"

Old Zhou's eyes lit up. He took a rose from the Mini Dimensional Box, put it in his mouth, and stood up shakily.

"I knew you still couldn't let me go. You traveled all the way to Japan to rescue me. I can repay that kindness with my actions..."

The red umbrella closed.

Thump!

The tip of the umbrella hit him on the forehead, and Sing Sing covered his head and squatted back down.

Shi Xiaoyan draped the umbrella over her shoulder. "If Jianyi hadn't said you were in grave danger, I wouldn't have bothered to come and help you."

After speaking, Shi Xiaoyan looked at the owner of that arm.

"This is Ueda Kenji?"

"Yes, it should be the original." Sing Sing stood up, panting. "If we can capture this one alive, we will."

Ueda Kenji is a victim, but also the most important living evidence of the underground experiments; he must be kept alive.

The eyes on that face trembled wildly, and the lips were sewn together by newly formed shreds of flesh.

"Don't touch me... you're going to replace parts again..."

As he spoke, a sudden split appeared below his neck, and three slender bone blades shot out simultaneously.

Shi Xiaoyan opened her red umbrella, and a layer of red light condensed on the umbrella surface, landing on the tip of the bone blade. The rapidly growing tissue suddenly stopped.

Ueda Kenji's power relies most on proliferation and reconstruction. If Shi Xiaoyan can stop his changes, he will be dragged down by those out-of-control structures.

He pressed the umbrella handle down, spun around, Ueda Kenji's shoulder.

Her right arm, which had been immobilized, was ripped off from her shoulder, and a larger, thicker hand grew back from the stump, lunging straight at Shi Xiaoyan.

Even so, Shi Xiaoyan remained calm, closed her umbrella, turned around, and pressed the umbrella handle against the giant wrist bone.

Sing Sing gave a thumbs up, "Well done! This guy's in your hands now!"

After saying that, Old Zhou moved to a relatively clean spot.

His Zhongshan suit was already in a terrible state; the palm strike from above burned off the upper half of his clothes.

Opening the Mini Dimensional Box, Sing Sing pulled out his suit jacket.

While they were changing clothes, Mitsuhashi Takashi and Ito Shinji ran past and widened their eyes upon seeing the scene.

"Boss, are you fighting or walking the red carpet?"

What do you know?

Sing Sing smoothed out the wrinkles and explained seriously, "As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and gold plating makes the Buddha; even when you're beating someone up, you have to maintain your style."

"What are you standing there for? Get to work!"

After chasing the two away, Sing Sing turned to look at his target.

Old Goldhead and Itsu's son, Meimiya Akihiro.

At this moment, the little wolf cub's hands were stained with blood from the bone spurs, and he was howling as he fought against Saeko Busujima.

His usually honest face had completely lost its rationality, leaving only the instinct to hunt.

Upon arriving near the Meimiya Akihiro, Sing Sing tried to communicate with him. "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? I'm your dad's good friend, your good classmate!"

Meimiya Akihiro turned his head and, without saying a word, abandoned Saeko Busujima in front of him and charged straight at Sing Sing with bone spurs.

Old Zhou didn't fight back. After dodging several attacks, he realized that the guy was completely out of his mind.

Since we can't communicate with him, let's just let him get some sleep first.

With his head tilted to the side, Sing Sing grabbed Meimiya Akihiro's elbow with his left hand, supported his chin with his right palm following the momentum, and twisted his waist and hips, throwing him into the grass.

The little wolf cub tried to get up again, but Sing Sing wouldn't give him the chance. He jumped up and delivered a Deadly Scissor Legs, hooking the cub's neck.

Within a few breaths, the wolf cub fainted.

Saeko Busujima's eyes lit up. "Master's move is that powerful?"

It looked harmless, yet it managed to subdue someone in just a few seconds.

I'll have to find a chance to learn this later...

Sing Sing got up, dusted himself off, and paid no attention to Saeko Busujima beside him, focusing only on the two battles.

No, it's almost time...

We need to use special methods to attract the authorities' attention!

Thinking of this, Old Zhou took out his phone and made a call.

Screen display: Wade Johnson