You're Finished-You Broke the Armor That Sealed My Power

"Arrogant Earthling!"

Faora merely assumed Russell was still talking tough. She clenched her fist and took up a fighting stance. "Arrogant though you are, you are still a qualified warrior. Dying on the battlefield would be the greatest honor I could grant you."

"Kryptonian, I'll return those exact words to you."

The propulsion unit on his back activated, and the immense thrust made Russell vanish from sight. Like a short-range teleport, he appeared before Faora in an instant.

His sweeping kick lashed out like a drawn blade. It cut sideways and downward with such speed that the afterimage trailing from his leg curved through the air.

Boom!!!

The air howled as if it had been blown apart, letting out a mournful wail.

Faora's expression remained cold as she leaned back slightly, evading the powerful strike. Based on the destructive force of the Spiral Incineration Cannon, she concluded that Russell's combat ability mainly relied on his high-tech armor. As long as she shattered it, victory would be within reach.

Having missed, Russell spun under the propulsion of his thrusters and threw another overwhelmingly powerful whip kick.

Faora planted her feet and retreated a short distance. Red light flared from her eyes as she abruptly fired Heat Vision.

Killing with her eyes again!

Without thinking, Russell twisted his body in midair and narrowly avoided the scorching beams.

A Kryptonian's Heat Vision was quite powerful—at the very least, it could melt the Deathstroke Armor. Fortunately, he had Hui Tailang's physique and holy light energy, so he feared no burns from high temperatures. Otherwise, his thin-skinned face might not have been able to take it.

Speaking of Heat Vision, Russell's thoughts began to wander again. In his memories, Superman Clark had developed all sorts of uses for it.

Shaving, trimming hair, heating coffee, boiling