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"So this is... the true value of energy red blood cells?" Moyana murmured, delight and shock mingling in her heart. She had not merely endured the backlash; she had used it to undergo a complete transformation.
Just then, Hui Yanduo approached with a jet-black garment held in both hands, his expression respectful. "Heavenly King Moyana, Phantom has died from excessive blood loss. This black combat suit is made from compressed atomic fabric, and its defense far exceeds that of ordinary body armor. I have sterilized it and tailored it into a fitted women's combat outfit. Please try it on."
An aura of intense heat still lingered around Moyana. She took the garment and casually slipped it on. The black fabric hugged her slender figure, outlining muscles brimming with explosive power. Planting her feet, she looked ahead with fierce fighting spirit in her eyes, her voice cold and resolute:
"Doumen Kai, come here. Hit me."
The mechanical warrior opposite her froze. "What?"
"Use your full strength." Moyana raised her right hand, opening her palm slightly as a golden glow flickered in her eyes. "I want to see whether I can catch your ten-ton punch now."
"Understood!" Doumen Kai hesitated no longer. The hydraulic mechanisms on his back roared. He threw a probing punch, his mechanical arm hurtling toward Moyana with a rush of wind.
Clang!
With a dull impact, Moyana caught the hard mechanical fist securely between just two fingers. She did not budge; not even the hem of her clothes stirred.
"Too weak," she said flatly. "Use your full strength."
Doumen Kai's pupils contracted slightly. He could clearly feel the recoil from that blow numbing his arm. The woman before him was unquestionably no longer who she had been. Drawing a deep breath, he tensed every muscle and pushed