Before he finished speaking, he casually took off his glasses and slipped them into the breast pocket of his white coat.
Bang!
An incredibly muffled explosion sounded inside Yang Ming, as though a heavy V8 engine had ignited in his chest.
Eight Gates, Third Gate: Gate of Life-open!
A savage streak of blood-red instantly mingled with the billowing green chakra aura. Yang Ming's skin visibly flushed red, veins bulging across his forehead and neck like gnarled tree roots.
Boom!
The asphalt beneath his feet could not withstand that terrifying burst of power. The ground within a ten-meter radius collapsed, rubble floating in midair as though gravity had reversed.
Only a sonic-boom cloud remained in the air, accompanied by a piercing crack.
Yang Ming vanished.
The Kryptonian soldier's scarlet eyes narrowed sharply, and instinct made him cross his arms over his chest.
Clang!!!
A fist coated in pitch-black armament Haki slammed squarely into his forearm armor.
The metallic crash rang through the ruins of Metropolis like a colossal bell. A terrifying ring-shaped shock wave swept outward in every direction from the two men.
Bruce lunged at Dave, knocking him down and pinning him beneath him. The gale carried shattered glass and rebar overhead like flying blades, shearing the surrounding unstable walls flat.
"That's a fucking human?!" Dave poked half his head out from under Bruce's arm, his mouth beneath his mask open wide enough to fit an ostrich egg.
In midair.
The punch sent the Kryptonian soldier's hulking body skidding backward more than ten meters, his feet plowing two deep furrows through the ground. Before he could regain his balance, Yang Ming was already upon him, close as his shadow.
"That one's for my centrifuge!"
Yang Ming's voice sounded slightly distorted at such high speed. He twisted sharply at the waist,