Yang Bo could have captured the assassin who had contacted him right now.
That guy was quite cunning too and had already changed locations several times.
But Yang Bo felt there was no need to go looking for him. The anticipation of waiting for prey to walk right into his trap was the best part.
Yang Bo also knew that the other party regarded him as prey as well.
And the money transferred to him would be taken back from him eventually.
Yang Bo arrived at the Underground Laboratory on Bart's side.
Air Blade!
An Air Blade condensed in Yang Bo's hand. It had no color at all, appearing invisible and formless.
The Air Blade looked like a V.
First, he tested the power of the Air Blade.
The Air Blade silently struck the test target directly.
Clang! It left a mark on the target.
For the second Air Blade, Yang Bo condensed it directly with his Wind Attribute Superpower—compressing it.
The compressed Air Blade had no color either, and even less of a discernible shape.
Yang Bo's method of compression was simple: he released numerous Air Blades, then fused them together.
Two, three, ten, fifty, one hundred!
A full hundred were compressed together. Though he had not reached the limit, Yang Bo felt there was no need to continue.
Further compression would consume far too much Mental Power and time.
Clang! The Air Blade struck the target. Last time, it had only left a shallow mark.
This time, however, it left a deep gash directly in the target.
The targets Yang Bo used were all made from Battleship Armor.
"This Superpower feels a little underwhelming against technological equipment!" Yang Bo looked at the results, dissatisfied.
Soon, Yang Bo thought of another use.
Air Blades were released one after another,