Her Weakness Is Exposed! Get Ready to Cut Her Power!

Miss Sinister's feet left the ground, and her body floated leisurely upwards.

His face held a calm and composed air, as if he were assessing the outcome of a chess game.

A field of mental pressure is pressing down on the eight people from all directions.

"The countdown has begun, eighty-eight seconds."

"Chase me, or stay and smash that master incubation device."

"No matter which path you choose... at this point in the game, I've already won."

Chan Ka-kui yelled at the top of his lungs, "Hey, you old hag, can you stop breathing so loudly?"

"Take a look back yourself; that big guy soaking in that glass jar isn't even wearing underwear."

"Trying to lay around naked like that? According to our local regulations, that's considered indecent assault in the street, which would get you at least fifteen days in jail. Don't you even know the law?"

Even Li Ding'an couldn't hold back his words.

Good lad, your silver tongue is getting better!

Lao Zhou inwardly exclaimed how brilliant Old Six was, knowing how to stall her.

He reached into his pocket with his left hand and pinched a corner.

I used one card to kill the Vanisher before, and now I only have these two left in my pocket.

He pinched the talisman between two fingers and flicked it, sending it flying out of his hand, piercing through the chaotic spiritual energy and heading straight for Miss Sinister.

Miss Sinister frowned, preparing to swat the thing away with a wave of her hand.

But before the talisman even touched her palm, a burst of crimson-gold flames suddenly erupted from its surface.

A visible golden light wave spread out along the sparks, enveloping the entire platform.

Miss Sinister scoffed, taking it as a smokescreen created by the Easterners.

Once the body, which incorporated twelve genes, opened its eyes, this group posed no threat whatsoever.

I'm too lazy to argue with these people anymore.

She should teleport away now, find a scenic spot, and drink red wine while singing.

It would be best to find two more male models to watch the live stream.

She wanted to see these people die a horrible death!

As for Silver Peak?

So what if it's destroyed? She can always rebuild Golden Peak and Bronze Peak, no matter what...

Just then, Miss Sinister raised her right hand, preparing to tear open the space here.

Holy crap!

The sarcasm on Miss Sinister's face vanished, and she stared at Sing Sing, a look of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

"This is impossible! How could the curvature of space be locked?!"

Sing Sing stood there and chuckled twice.

"Trying to run away?"

"Trying to skip out on the deal before the bill is settled? Even if it were the King of Heaven himself, there's no such rule."

Want to know?

I'm not telling you!

Shi Xiaoyan stepped forward, giving Miss Sinister no time to think.

He gripped the oil-paper umbrella tightly, its tip aimed straight at her heart.

The furious Miss Sinister Omen's forehead gleamed Red Diamond, and a mental storm swept through the blockade area centered on her.

Yan Shuangying activated simultaneously, firing as his vision distorted.

Relying on the memorized azimuth and muscle memory, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger three times in a row.

Miss Sinister waved her left hand, using telekinesis to deflect the first two bullets.

But Yan Shuangying's third bullet was fired with a lead time that was precisely calculated based on the trajectory of her head tilting.

This is a perfect combination of experience and intuition!

The Negasonic Teenage Warhead grazed her temple, severing a lock of her long hair.

Ma Jun charged forward, unleashing a series of powerful, quick punches aimed at his opponent's vital chest.

Li Ding'an attacked from the other side, sliding along the ground, his single arm gripping the knife as he aimed straight for the lower back.

Miss Sinister sneered, her upper body instantly turning into a semi-liquid gel-like substance, her entire body softening like melted rubber.

"Damn it, this woman has no backbone!"

Ma Jun's attempt to break through the defenses backfired.

Li Ding'an's broken knife sliced through her lower back as if splitting a stream, leaving no trace of blood where the Blade had passed.

"Oh no!"

Li Ding'an tried to draw his sword and retreat, but Ma Jun's fists were stuck to that semi-liquid body.

"Want to leave? Leave your arm behind!"

Miss Sinister solidified her right hand, her palm holding a purplish-black shock energy, and a malicious attack swept in.

Click!

"Old Ma!"

Li Ding'an roared and swung his one-armed sword straight at the neck.

"Roll!"

The targeted mental shockwave struck Li Ding'an at point-blank range, nearly causing him to drop his broken sword.

Yang Jianhua quickly approached as the two men were injured.

Miss Sinister unleashed her full telekinetic power, sending dozens of metal fragments and parts scattered on the ground hurtling towards Yang Jianhua.

Yang Jianhua gently guided the flying debris with his right hand.

Her Yin-Yang Fish Steps were executed with unparalleled ease, drawing all the scattered fragments into her palm and swirling them into an iron ball in mid-air.

Here you go!

Yang Jianhua pushed forward with his left hand, and the Tai Chi iron ball whistled as it slammed back the way it came.

However, Miss Sinister's telekinetic powers forcibly reversed the trajectory, causing the iron ball to swerve in mid-air and be slapped to the side.

"Jianhua, have you figured out her tactics?"

While suppressing the mental shock in Ma Jun and Li Ding'an's minds from behind, Sing Sing asked a question loudly.

Yang Jianhua stared at Miss Sinister's forehead, his steps never faltering, his body finding openings between each of his opponent's attacks.

"We can't let her stand still and calmly change her moves; we have to force her to switch moves more frequently!"

"You want to race? I'm an expert at that!"

Chan Ka-kui took two steps and leaped into the air. The move looked like he was playing around, but the force of his flying knee was deadly.

"A bunch of annoying flies! Get out of my way!"

Miss Sinister was furious.

A 360-degree, all-encompassing, purplish-black shockwave swept across the entire arena in a circular pattern.

Chan Ka-kui was thrown into the air, letting out a muffled groan.

That sounded ominous.

The Ma Jun on the flank were pushed towards the edge of the platform by the blast wave.

One foot was dangling in the air, but luckily he grabbed the iron railing and didn't fall.

Li Ding'an knelt down on one knee, blood smearing half his face from his forehead.

The three people, Shi Xiaoyan, Xu Xi, and Yan Shuangying, who were a little further away, took several steps back to stabilize their stance.

Sing Sing darted forward, his palms creating a wall of energy that blocked most of the impact for the people behind him.

"Damn it, this woman doesn't eat much, but she's got a lot of strength. She almost made me throw up all the lamb skewers I ate last night."

He wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve, and then spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at the Miss Sinister opposite him.

That gesture was incredibly ungraceful.

Yang Jianhua leaned closer to Sing Sing: "The intervals at which the red mark on her forehead is darkening are getting shorter."

"What do you mean? Tell me now!"

"She can use several abilities simultaneously, but there's a limit to computing power."

Yang Jianhua stared at Miss Sinister Zhao, who was fighting Yan Shuangying, Li Ding'an, and Shi Xiaoyan ten meters away.

"When she simultaneously used mental control and telekinesis to deflect the iron ball, the red mark on her forehead dimmed for 0.3 seconds."

"Got it! This is a typical small workshop."

"The transformer's power is insufficient; the headlights and induction cooker cannot be turned on at the same time."

He turned to look at the several men beside him who were panting heavily, and drew his Pig Butchering Knife.

"Gentlemen, cheer up!"

"We need to help this multinational CEO turn the tide!"