All kinds of martial arts—this was ballistics!
Qin Shi used a grappling hold to lock Rengar in place.
The golden bullet was as slow as an old woman crossing the street. It wobbled along, as if the slightest mishap might send it tumbling.
It had taken a full seven minutes to fly from the horizon to Rengar's head!
Even someone disabled and confined to a wheelchair could have run far away and "nimbly" dodged it!
"Young punk! You cheated!"
At first, Rengar hadn't given it a second thought. But as the golden bullet slowly pierced the atmosphere and drew closer, a warning suddenly stirred in his heart.
This was bad!
The withered old man roared. His mortal body swelled several times over, and veins bulged across him in an instant!
His skin rose inch by inch, like it was crawling with earthworms, turning red and twisted in a grotesque sight!
"Old geezer, times have changed! Just wait to die!"
Qin Shi had no intention of meeting Rengar head-on. The other man's tortoise-like fighting style really did counter raw stats, keeping Qin Shi from making use of his strengths.
Besides, there was no need.
Using brute-force training in the Great Universe Era?
I had at least ninety-nine ways to kill you!
He pushed the Body Refining Furnace to its limit!
Qin Shi's gaze sharpened. His crystalline-stage, pure Life Force surged like scorching flames, enveloping Rengar and trapping him in place!
"Even the toughest tortoise shell will shed a layer when hit by a Six-Star Source Energy Firearm!"
Qin Shi pressed down hard on Rengar's shoulders with both hands. The two were like dragons and elephants locked in a contest of strength, their Life Force surging.
The ground was like a biscuit baking in an oven. Under the battering force, it cracked