In the instant clash, although Zhao Yong possessed immense power, he found nowhere to apply it.
Zhao Yong felt quite frustrated; he, the military's top expert, was actually being toyed with by an assassin.
However, the opponent's remarkable swordsmanship and high adaptability truly exceeded Zhao Yong's expectations.
It appears that their killing of Zhao Feng was not mere luck or ambush, but a demonstration of real skill.
Despite some agitation, Zhao Yong's mind was instead quite calm at this moment.
The crimson M mark on the wall was also captured by the onboard light computer.
Zhao Yong recognized that it was the bloodthirsty mark of the Blood God Association for slaying enemies.
The sneaky guy opposite surely had the style of the Blood God Association.
The light computer further analyzed various aspects of Gao Xuan's power, speed, response, and actions.
There was too much data for Zhao Yong to examine in detail; he only looked at the most critical points.
The target's sword-swinging speed is 307 meters per second, moving speed is 81 meters per second, estimated Source Power Level above Level 7...
"Level 7?"
Zhao Yong was slightly surprised, feeling the opponent was at least an eighth-level Source Power cultivator.
The Tiger Claw he had just rushed and swung at full speed could effortlessly destroy any same-level expert.
With the opponent's blood-colored longsword lightly tapping from the Tiger Claw, it ingeniously borrowed a bit of the power, while simultaneously misleading him.
The result was the opponent gracefully retreating with borrowed power, while he charged straight out of the living room.
Such skilled and seasoned swordsmanship, could it possibly be just Level 7?
Zhao Yong readjusted the posture of his battle armor, and the War Tiger III armor made a small loop before rapidly charging back into the room through the broken wall.
This time, Zhao Yong adjusted the output power of the battle armor, slowing down his speed.
Zhao Yong did not waste time talking; there was nothing to say with the opponent. He encircled Gao Xuan and began a fierce and rapid assault.
This time, Zhao Yong exerted himself fully, showcasing the essence of Frenzied Tiger Fist.
The Frenzied Tiger Fist is a martial skill created specifically for exoskeleton armor, able to maximize the advantages of the exoskeleton armor.
Especially when facing unarmored enemies, Zhao Yong could launch a frenzied attack without any hesitation.
Under Zhao Yong's control, the 400-kilogram War Tiger III armor moved like a steel tiger, ferocious and sharp yet with a touch of tiger-like agility.
The black pentagram star wheel on Gao Xuan's brow spun swiftly, integrating several Source Power nodes into an entirety, providing his body with ample Source Power.
Deep within the sea of consciousness, the Six-winged Celestial Cicada vibrated its three pairs of wings, emitting a long, clear chirping.
The movements of the War Tiger III armor were continuously slowed down, and its possible next actions were presented in the clearest form of light and shadow.
Due to its mechanical nature, the armor's actions were easier to predict.
The rank of the Six-winged Celestial Cicada was too high. Not just the War Tiger III armor, even a Silver-level expert couldn't escape the prediction of the Six-winged Celestial Cicada.
Actually, Gao Xuan's own experience and wisdom could easily judge the opponent's combat intentions even without the Six-winged Celestial Cicada.
In this kind of battle, Gao Xuan was already invincible.
Zhao Yong knew nothing of this; under his control, the 400-kilogram War Tiger armor floated like the wind, with Tiger Claw attacks fierce yet precise. While chasing Gao Xuan, he could avoid hitting the surrounding furniture and fixtures.
Of course, any obstructive furniture met the fate of being torn apart and shattered.
Gao Xuan's figure was like a phantom, with unexpected maneuvers. Always avoiding the cold and fierce Tiger Claw at the last minute.
The two sides tangled for several minutes, leaving the living room in tatters with all furniture turned into fragments.
The walls were covered with deep claw marks, and the pure wool carpet on the floor was long trampled to ruins.
Although Zhao Yong always held the absolute upper hand, he was somewhat anxious.
The opponent wasn't faster than him, wasn't stronger than him, and they were close enough, yet Gao Xuan, like a phantom, continually evaded his attacks, even avoiding the hem of his clothes.
The opponent's Source Power aura was exceptionally stable, without any sign of exhaustion.
At this rate of entanglement, Zhao Feng's mansion might be demolished to rubble, but the enemy would remain unscathed.
Zhao Yong shouted lowly, and a stream of ghostly blue electrical light flashed across the black War Tiger III armor, his speed suddenly increased by 30%.
The War Tiger III Second Rank state, energy consumption increased by 130%, significantly enhancing combat output efficiency.
Exactly how much it increased depended on the mechanician's skill in controlling the armor.
Undoubtedly, Zhao Yong was an advanced mechanician; the bionic War Tiger III armor had a total of sixteen hundred mechanical muscles and three million special alloy muscle fibers.
Any action the human body could achieve, the War Tiger III could also perform.
Zhao Yong used tens of millions of neural connection points to control the War Tiger Third Type Armor through body sensation.
For things like threading needles and other delicate tasks, there was no difficulty for Zhao Yong. If he wanted, he could even control the War Tiger Third Type Armor to perform high-precision surgery, including micro-carving and other fine work.
In terms of precision control, the steel machinery of the War Tiger Third Type Armor was actually more accurate than the human body.
Of course, the assistance of the onboard Light Computer was indispensable.
Such a powerful War Tiger Third Type Armor, yet unable to touch the edge of the enemy.
Zhao Yong couldn't hold back anymore, and he no longer wanted to use controlled power to capture the opponent alive. Now he wished he could crush the opponent into minced meat.
The War Tiger Third Type Armor suddenly paused, then a large blue electric grid burst out between its claws.
The electric grid covered the entire living room, but Gao Xuan withdrew from the shattered wall hole before the light net fell.
The blue electric grid descended, and the high-voltage current blasted everything it touched into clusters of flame.
The high-voltage electric grid couldn't catch Gao Xuan, so Zhao Yong couldn't help but activate the plasma cannon.
The right hand of the War Tiger Armor rotated and split open, revealing a long, thick gun barrel.
Zhao Yong used the Light Computer to lock onto Gao Xuan's position outside the wall. The gun barrel suddenly lit up, and the plasma cannon sprayed an extremely intense blue electric light toward Gao Xuan.
The theoretical firing speed of the plasma cannon is the speed of light; practically, of course, achieving such high speed is impossible.
After all, starting a high-energy plasma cannon takes time, and during this time, the War Tiger Armor must remain relatively stationary. If the enemy also has exoskeleton armor, this move needs to be used cautiously.
The plasma cannon starts a bit slow, but once fired, it is indeed incredibly fast.
The electric light flashed, and the plasma cannon shell blasted onto the rapidly retreating shadow. It released an extremely intense strong light.
The plasma cannon released high temperatures and high-voltage currents, causing devastating damage to everything around it.
The tall trees in the green belt simultaneously shattered and exploded, the debris turning into a blaze in the high temperatures.
The explosion's shock wave also demolished much of Zhao Feng's villa.
The intense bright light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire night.
Such violent energy reactions also triggered multiple alarms in the villa area.
One alarm after another pierced the air.
Many residents within the community screamed and shouted, creating chaos.
Zhao Yong drove the War Tiger Third Type Armor out of the ruins, the beautiful matte paint of the armor now full of dust and debris, with some spots revealing streaks of white metallic base.
He was not concerned about the destructive consequences surrounding him.
He scanned the surroundings with his gaze but couldn't find any trace of human tissue.
The onboard Light Computer was also telling him that no human bodily remains were found at the scene.
Although the plasma cannon could blast someone into dust, it would leave behind some human tissue.
Zhao Yong already suspected that the plasma cannon missed the target; now, he could be sure the opponent escaped. The Black Dragon Mark left on the opponent was also gone.
The high-voltage currents of the plasma cannon dissipated, but the blasted material continued to burn fiercely.
Under the surrounding flames' illumination, Zhao Yong's face alternated between bright and dark, his expression unusually grim.
The nearby residents were startled at the sight of the War Tiger Third Type Armor. Only then did they realize where the explosion came from.
These people were wealthy and influential and weren't too afraid of the War Tiger Armor. They either took photos with smart watches or pointed and discussed endlessly.
Zhao Yong wished he could blast all the people around him away with one shot, but in the end, he suppressed this crazy idea.
He muttered to himself, "Blood God Association's assassin, what do they want?"
Zhao Yong was puzzled; the Black Dragon Association and Blood God Association kept a clear distinction, maintaining a tacit distance, not interfering with each other.
Now, the Blood God Association assassinated Zhao Feng, but for what?
Could it be that the Blood God Association wants a full-scale war with the Black Dragon Association?
Zhao Yong felt a headache. How did things come to this!
The assassin was even more terrifying. After minutes of engagement, he hadn't seen the opponent's face, nor recognized the martial arts origin. He didn't even know if the opponent was male or female.
The opponent had a special ability to blend into the surrounding environment anytime, his body like a phantom light, elusive.
More frightening, he couldn't defeat the opponent even using the War Tiger Armor. Clearly, the opponent's true power was much stronger than his.
Such a dreadful assassin lurking in the dark is truly terrifying!
We must spare no expense to find the assassin first!