Chapter 171: I've Wanted to Do This for a Long Time

Wu Ke naturally would not allow anyone to interfere with his extraction of power from the target's body; without needing any extra order, the acting commander on the warship issued the command to clear away the obstructers.

The Diberry people would not resort to using ship cannons just for a single human target. Moreover, that human was far too close to both the target and the leader, and ship cannons could easily cause collateral damage. Thus, the order to drive away the interference was quickly passed down to the flight squadron.

Two single-person flying boats headed toward Clown Chao's direction in parallel, their plasma cannons firing continuously at a high frequency.

Just as flies and mosquitoes, though unable to inflict serious harm on humans, are annoying enough!

Immersed in his own BGM, Clown Chao naturally grew impatient with two fighter jets buzzing nearby, treating him as a target and firing wildly.

So, in a fit of rage, his super brain immediately calculated a precise angle, and the radio in his hand shot out like a cannonball, striking the slightly forward single-person flying boat at a golden angle.

Even without knowing the mechanical structure and layout of these alien flying boats, applying sufficient force would still cause displacement. Thus, this flying boat crashed into its companion flying alongside, slightly behind!

The alien single-person small flying craft, which had not been designed with much collision protection, predictably exploded into a fireball in mid-air, achieving the perfect "one stone, two birds" kill. Clown Chao struck a victory pose for himself.

Just as he was about to dance with joy, he suddenly realized something: why the hell had the BGM stopped!

"Where's my radio?" Suddenly remembering he had just thrown the radio away, Clown Chao shouted with a tearful face: "I promised to return it! If it's broken, what do I do?"

But he suddenly wiped away his sad face and muttered to himself: "However, I never made a promise to anyone face-to-face, so let's just pretend this never happened. Catch a thief with stolen goods, catch an adulterer in bed; with no stolen goods now, I am not a thief. This is reasonable and legal."

Immediately, he slumped like a deflated balloon and said listlessly: "But without the BGM, it feels like all my Buffers have vanished. I'm not playing anymore; I want to go home."

Little did he know that things in the world do not always go as planned; just as Clown Chao finished his solo act and wanted to take a bow to exit the stage, it did not mean others would let him go.

Deciding to deal with the obstructing person first, then slowly process the target possessing cosmic ray energy, Wu Ke turned around, looked at this fellow whose appearance differed from ordinary natives, and said: "I remember you. I punched you before; I didn't expect you to survive."

"I'll owe it for now, mark the interest, and I'll come collect from you another day." Clown Chao waved his hand and tried to go home to sleep.

Who knew Wu Ke would have no martial ethics, delivering a fierce kick from behind aimed straight at the spine of the waist.

For an ordinary person, let alone being left with hemiplegia, being kicked in half and dying on the spot would be possible. But Clown Chao was merely kicked flying, crashing into a patch of grass nearby.

The Clown, standing up with a few weeds on his head, had his expression unreadable due to the smiling mask on his face. However, his hand planted at his waist, his chest heaving up and down, and his action of looking down all suggested he was furious.

The Diberry people naturally could not read human emotions, let alone body language. Wu Ke simply coldly watched the opponent he had chosen, wondering why his strike had not taken the other's life.

Even his own clansmen, wearing full single-soldier gear, would not necessarily be able to block the kick he had just delivered. Although the new abilities after absorbing cosmic rays were not fully developed, Wu Ke was very clear on how much the enhancement and amplification amounted to.

Judging from the performance of the natives encountered previously, they were even more fragile than his own clansmen. So, was there something special about this native? Wu Ke pondered.

Having been kicked flying and landed face-first in a major fall, Clown Chao approached with great style, pointing all the way at Wu Ke's nose and saying: "I am a perfect gender equality advocate; don't force me!"

After two attempts failed to take effect, Wu Ke decided to change his method of attack.

Since he had not yet mastered the energy he absorbed, Wu Ke had previously only used it to strengthen himself, at most combining it with some telekinetic ranged attacks.

He was not incapable of doing what Jean Grey did, influencing the existence of reality dimensions merely by being awake. This was actually a manifestation of power overflow, an inability to control oneself.

For Wu Ke to achieve the same thing, it was certainly not impossible, but it would require time to master and great effort. Against those weak enemies encountered before, since a more energy-saving method was available, why waste strength?

But since he had encountered an enemy that a simple method could not solve, upgrading the battle tactic was a very reasonable option.

His hands rubbed together in mid-air, attempting to use that energy to influence the reality dimension. It did not need to be too precise; as long as it achieved a destructive effect, it would suffice.

When Wu Ke felt he had slightly grasped the technique, he pushed his hand forward, intending to erase... where did the person go?

Clown Chao, suddenly appearing at Wu Ke's side-rear, shouted loudly: "Watch this, Gender Equality Punch!"

In the next instant, an infinitely magnified fist filled Wu Ke's entire field of vision. The Diberry leader, who had taken a solid punch, had his head almost flying off, his neck stretched to its limit, barely keeping it attached to his body.

This punch made Wu Ke see stars. Let alone whether he had ever had such an experience after gaining cosmic ray enhancement; even before enhancement, during his space campaigns, no one had ever punched him with such an effect.

His consciousness, which was almost dissipating, was instantly pulled back as his arm was grabbed. His refocused vision looked at the man right in front of him. For a moment, Wu Ke was like his brain had stalled, not knowing how to react.

Clown Chao said: "It seems my support for gender equality is not strong enough. Then is this enough?!" Another vicious punch smashed down!

Moreover, this time Clown Chao did not stop; with each questioning "Is it enough?", the fist swinging toward Wu Ke's head was harder than the last.

Supported by the Phoenix Force, every injury Wu Ke received would recover within the shortest time. But such overuse came at the cost of consuming his spiritual power.

The part belonging to the Diberry people was gradually being replaced by the Phoenix. But who could predict what shape he would finally take, driven by the will to survive and the fear gradually occupying his mind?

All of this manifested externally as energy uncontrollably overflowing from Wu Ke's body, like flames floating above his skin.

"Oh no, fire!" Seeing this, Clown Chao immediately dropped the person, leaving him to collapse on the ground.

He quickly unzipped his pants, pulled out the faucet, and said: "Putting out the fire is the priority! Watch me extinguish you with a stream of pee! Hehe, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

(End of Chapter)