Arrogance and Jealousy

Bang bang bang bang!

Ya Wen fired both pistols at once, but Li Aoz on the vehicle opposite moved like a ghost. The moment she raised her wrist, he had already realized where her muzzle would aim. His feet shifted, and he nimbly evaded her shots.

Gravity Drive.

At the same time, the iron chain in his hand rose like a black serpent, whipping through the air in a spinning dance.

Clack—

Ya Wen's gaze sharpened, and she ceased fire in time.

She immediately realized that the rapidly orbiting chain around Li Aoz would deflect her bullets. Rather than waste ammunition, she might as well wait for an opening.

The gap in battle vanished in an instant. Li Aoz silently praised her cleverness as the chain enveloped by the Gravity Field began moving in circles through the air.

Originally, through the whip-cracking effect, every link in a chain transferred energy to the next while it was swung, until it reached the gap at the increasingly lighter end. At that point, the chain's tip could surpass the speed of sound.

But that was not enough.

With the Gravity Field's enhancement, golden rings of light lit up in Li Aoz's gray eyes.

He skillfully applied the Gravity Field solely to the chain. At the instant its tip lashed out, he abruptly redirected its course. Gravity intensified, acceleration increased accordingly, and the chain's tip instantly exceeded four times the speed of sound! Whoosh-crack!

The sonic boom rang crisp and clear, kicking up a cloud of pale mist that rapidly spread through the air. Ya Wen's nerves were taut. She rolled across the spot, evading the vicious strike, while the chain's high-speed friction made it glow red as it cleanly sliced a seam through the car's alloy roof.

An opening!

Once the long chain had been unleashed, retracting it became extremely troublesome. Ya Wen dropped to one knee, lifted her long boot to pin the chain beneath it, then raised the pistol in her left hand and pulled the trigger at Li Aoz.

Buzz—ding! Li Aoz casually tilted his head, and the bullet grazed past his ear. Trying to shoot him accurately while standing on a moving vehicle was simply wishful thinking.

"Your combat instincts are good, but your experience is terrible."

If it were the players, after a little contact, they would discover that firearms were not as effective as imagined against a Mutant with Gravity Aura.

Whether it was short-range mobility or countering projectiles, gravity-based Aoneng was simply too useful.

If Li Aoz wanted to, a flick of gravity would leave the opponent's arm raised over their head, completely unable to lower it.

Or he could simply reverse the direction. That female agent opposite him would immediately be sent flying backward like a kite.

As for projectiles such as bullets, arrows, and javelins, Li Aoz only had to tilt gravity's direction, and they would obediently curve around him.

Of course, if the opponent used certain hypersonic physical weapons, there was nothing he could do. Li Aoz's current development of gravity was far too low to deflect weapons of that level.

The best way to deal with a Gravity Aura wielder was actually not to open up the distance. Get in their face whenever possible. A Martial Artist could activate Super Armor and rush in, then hammer them with a combo—either you died or I did.

Clearly, this female agent lacked that kind of experience and awareness.

Li Aoz casually flipped his wrist. Gravity tugged, and the chain rapidly coiled around her ankle like a venomous snake.

"Hmm?!"

All he had to do was adjust gravity and yank with his wrist, and the iron chain would instantly slice off her entire foot at seven hundred meters per second.

—So it really was luck...

"I knew it. No one could beat me in technique during the early stages. Sigh..."

The opponent's performance disappointed Li Aoz somewhat. He had thought he had encountered someone evenly matched with him in skill.

No fun. Kill her.

Li Aoz swiftly turned his wrist, and the chain jerked, catching her boot and pulling it forward.

At that very moment, Ya Wen suddenly raised her knee, pointed her toes, reached to the side, and pulled open the zipper at the back of her boot, slipping her left foot out of it.

Ding—

Even though she moved quickly and escaped the boot, the chain's remaining force still flung Ya Wen herself into the air.

She was dead.

The SUV sped beneath her. Ya Wen was destined to slam into the snow at seventy kilometers per hour, snapping her neck and spine.

—But then things took a turn.

The moment her body rose into the air, Li Aoz's expression darkened.

He noticed a faint flash of dark blue light flicker over Ya Wen's body.

Spirit Realm Drive.

The next instant, Ya Wen twisted halfway through the air. Her body displayed an uncanny agility that defied human biomechanics, as though she had briefly escaped the constraints of physical laws.

As she turned, Li Aoz saw the ghostly blue color swallow her golden-green eyes.

Spiritual Power Projection, an Anomaly Class medium! In midair, she raised both hands, aiming at Li Aoz from beneath her arms and along her spine.

Bang! Bang bang!

In an instant, she fired three shots at Li Aoz in succession.

Two to the chest, one to the head—a standard Mozambique drill.

Bang! Li Aoz caught the boot returned by the chain with one hand. Gravity surged before him, and all three bullets were diverted by its trajectory and flew away.

With a slight adjustment to acceleration, projectiles basically could not touch him—though this was still rather risky for beginners. Making them overcome their body's reflex to dodge and instead firmly trust their Aoneng was difficult to begin with.

But this girl—was she just a reckless gun nut, or did she really have talent?

Li Aoz could not tell.

Whoosh—

Ignoring physical laws, Ya Wen landed on both feet. Not only did she suffer no impact from the landing, she erupted with uncanny speed. Like a ghostly phantom, she sprinted forward and lunged—instantly flipping herself onto the vehicle and dropping to one knee on the SUV's roof.

This entire sequence took only 0.07 seconds. She had not suffered any injury, and not even her stockings were stained by snow or mud.

"A medium..."

Li Aoz murmured.

He looked up. This beautiful girl with cyan hair and golden-green eyes did not remind him of any important character.

She was no famous figure. In the entire future span of two and a half versions—more than twenty-five years, by his calculations—she had remained completely unknown. That meant there was probably no plotline to uncover around her either.

Bullying weaklings all the time was boring too. It was rare to find a little elite monster. He might as well play around a little.

"Not bad. You're quite talented."

Li Aoz spoke indifferently. Seeing one of her long legs, clad in black stockings, planted on the roof panel, he rotated gravity and casually tossed the long boot back.

Slap.

The boot landed steadily in front of her, tilting slightly in the wind.

Ya Wen remained unmoved, still cautiously holding her gun in a standoff. Li Aoz's attitude was impossible for her to read. His fighting just now had clearly shown him to be ruthless, with no shame at all about resorting to sneak attacks.

"Don't trust me? I understand."

Li Aoz spread his hands and simply turned his back to her.

Her gun had no bullets left anyway. This Beretta Pt93 pistol only held eight rounds. Including their brief exchange just now, she had already fired them all.

The moment Li Aoz turned his back, Ya Wen rushed forward. She quickly stepped into her boot, spun sideways into a flying kick, and launched herself at Li Aoz.

Whoosh—clang!

Li Aoz had already retracted the chain the moment he heard her footsteps, wrapping it around his arm as a bracer. He turned and raised his arm to block the kick.

Bang! Ya Wen's kick was only a feint. She landed on one leg atop the roof, pulled up her boot's zipper with one hand, and used the gun in her right hand as a close-combat weapon, thrusting it toward Li Aoz's lower abdomen.

Click!

Li Aoz became interested. He unceremoniously stepped on her fair wrist, then raised his knee and viciously drove it toward the woman's chin.

Agent Ya Wen flipped through the air, calmly evading Li Aoz's rising knee. She pulled her wrist from beneath his foot, and the instant both feet hit the ground, Li Aoz sent another straight kick at her.

Bang! She crossed her arms to block Li Aoz's kick, then turned and hooked around him, catching his thigh and throwing Li Aoz over her shoulder. She immediately tried to apply an armbar.

Li Aoz rolled over her shoulder without taking any damage at all. Instead, he rolled across the ground and used his height advantage to force Ya Wen's legs apart, breaking the armbar by sheer strength. Both of them disengaged and rolled backward.

Huff—

Both figures swayed at once and looked down. Li Aoz's ankle was planted on the windshield, and he had nearly lost his balance and fallen.

Ya Wen had it worse—half her lower leg had stepped into empty air, and she had nearly fallen off.

Li Aoz raised his head and cracked his knuckles. Only now was he truly interested.

Agent Ya Wen steadied herself. The two fought atop the roof of a speeding car; if either of them lost their footing, they would be thrown from the vehicle.

Agent Ya Wen followed up with a hook toward his face. Li Aoz tilted his head and dodged it, then stepped in and drove his shoulder into her chest.

Thud—

With a muffled, heavy impact, Ya Wen turned sideways and bent her elbow to block. Her feet sank, but she held firm. Li Aoz immediately changed tactics, his fist snapping out like a spirit snake striking and slapping Ya Wen across the face.

Yet the female agent advanced rather than retreating. She ducked beneath the blow, looped an arm around Li Aoz's neck, twisted her waist, and drove the gun toward his kidney.

"Beautiful!"

Li Aoz's eyes lit up. He immediately grabbed her fist, then abruptly applied force forward and back through her wrist, dislocating it at once. Pain twisted Ya Wen's delicate face. She was two heads shorter than Li Aoz, so she could only raise her foot like a blade and jab it into the inside bend of his calf.

You have been attacked by "Law Enforcement Division Four Field Agent: Yawen." Damage taken from Gravity Aura reduced by 8%.

Final result: -8

Only at this moment did he truly enter combat mode, and the opponent's information clearly appeared before him.

Entering combat mode, determining...

Primary Attribute check passed.

Based on your attributes, you will see the following information about the enemy:

Name: Law Enforcement Division Four Field Agent - Yawen

Race: Carbon-Based Lifeform - New Generation Homo Sapiens - Frostplate Citizen

Gender: Biological Female

Age: 20

Template: Elite Combat-Type NPC (all damage bonuses +10%)

Faction: Frostplate Republic - Law Enforcement Division Four Agency

Total Level: lv.13 — Main Class: Anomaly Class — lv.10 [Medium] — Secondary Class: lv.3 [Agent]

Health: 38/50 (Minor Injury)

Spiritual Power: 60/160

Attributes: Strength—6 Dexterity—6 Constitution—5 Charm—11 Will—16

Talents: Racial Talent: Teamwork — New Generation Homo Sapiens possess extremely strong teamwork abilities. When you are in a team, experience gains increase by 50%. This effect becomes invalid after leaving the team.

Personal Talent Objective Resonance — You can focus your attention more easily than ordinary people, and are more likely to notice patterns in changes.

Class Talent: Spirit Realm Vision — Practitioners of the Anomaly Class possess perception far beyond ordinary people. They are naturally able to see the spirit bodies of the dead and have the talent to converse with them. Their energy is generally called "spiritual power." Through communication and cooperation with spirit bodies, they can often achieve unexpected and strange effects.

Specialties: Academy Theory — You are a good student proficient in the theoretical system of Higher Education Knowledge. Any skill can be thoroughly mastered and performed beyond normal limits by you. When learning any skill, gains +100%.

Perpetual: Erudite — You have read extensively and possess broad knowledge. Most importantly, you also have a curious heart... This has greatly increased the favorability of that being in the void toward you. As for whether that is good or bad, that is not something you should worry about. Will gains +30%.

Perpetual Effect: When Will is the Primary Attribute, growth value +1.

Well-Trained — You are quite skilled at operating military weapons and driving vehicles. Even when encountering an unfamiliar vehicle for the first time, you can quickly get the hang of it and master it.

Agile — Your movements are nimble and clean. You know how to distribute your strength, making your bursts of power stronger and your movements more precise. Fighting skills have their startup delay removed.

Owned Skills: "Spirit Body Perception," "Advanced Fighting," "Advanced Shooting," "Spirit Realm Drive," "Word Spirit Mark," "Higher Education Knowledge," "Agent Gunfighting"

Tier: About to qualify

Hmm, utterly ordinary attributes...

Li Aoz quickly scanned through the attribute panel. Her talents and skills were all completely unremarkable.

It seemed their fight just now had only been a brief flash in the pan. Looking at her panel, compared to an ordinary person, she only had Personal Talent Objective Resonance...

—Wait?

Li Aoz suddenly realized something.

Objective Resonance? "Fuck! You, Civilization Red Arrow!"

Li Aoz glanced at the attribute section, and his blood pressure instantly shot through the roof. His eyes brimmed with lonely, jealous fury.

"Objective Resonance... Good! What a wonderful Objective Resonance!"

Ya Wen immediately sensed the drastic change in Li Aoz's assault. A ferocious barrage of attacks descended upon her in an instant, leaving her unable to keep up as injuries gradually accumulated across her body.

If he had previously been as calm as water, responding to every move with another, then now he was volcanic magma, roaring without end.

He deliberately leaped down from the vehicle, then used Gravity Deflection. Li Aoz changed direction repeatedly in midair, instantly circling behind Ya Wen and viciously throwing a punch at the center of her back. "What the hell are you doing? You're committing a crime! Do you know that?!"

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