"Seems things are getting a little bad..."
Chairman Netero glanced around, no longer stroking his beard.
"With firepower like this, this place isn't staying intact..."
"No need to worry about that, Chairman..."
Luke replied, eyes still fixed on him.
"Since I brought out such an invention, of course, I have a way to handle the aftermath."
"So..."
"Let's see whether you can withstand it."
Whether he can withstand it...?
Is that... another challenge to him?
Chairman Netero didn't respond, but his vigilance toward Luke never lessened.
Even when dealing with the regular version of the Wrestling Killer earlier, and now this upgraded Z version, Chairman Netero had only invested 15% of his attention.
The majority remained focused on Luke.
After all, no matter how dangerous a robot was, it was still just one of Luke's inventions.
And the real mastermind hadn't made a move at all yet.
"And who knows how many other inventions he still has hidden?"
"And besides... He looks like he's only here to enjoy the show and laugh at this old man..."
Chairman Netero gradually realized: If Luke's only goal was to take the ball from him, he would've already deployed other equally dangerous inventions along with this one.
Even assuming he believed this one robot alone could handle him, if he truly wanted the ball, he would be applying pressure from the sidelines to create openings for the robot to strike…
But clearly, Luke chose to stand by and watch the show.
"So, you plan to watch this old man helpless and at a loss?"
Chairman Netero's eyes gradually deepened. "This old man is completely different from those kids who can't even grasp the situation!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The moment his words fell, the dark cannons behind the Wrestling Killer Z all fired!
Within the entire room, boundless firepower instantly poured out.
Everything was directed toward Chairman Netero's position, covering him completely.
"If you think that just relying on these children's little tricks could render me powerless..."
Chairman Netero slowly exhaled. "Then you're underestimating me way too much!"
The moment his words fell, in an instant, the entire room's time seemed to suddenly stop.
Even Luke, standing beside them, was caught in the same state.
It felt as if everything in the past flashed before one's eyes like a revolving lantern, each scene appearing in turn.
According to long-standing rumors in the world, there exists a phenomenon where, at the moment someone is about to leave this world, time becomes extremely slow.
Allowing them to experience the feeling of reviewing their entire life.
This is a kind of temporal compression sensation.
In reality, it is a contradiction in the perception of time that often appears when two powerful individuals confront each other.
At the moment true experts clash, this contradiction of time arises, and at that moment, they can even glimpse each other's thoughts.
Information that no one but oneself should know can be perceived by the other party.
In the blink of an eye, one can probe their opponent's thoughts, as if entering a realm where their minds communicate directly.
To put it simply in technological terms: Two opposing experts, whose strengths in that instant become infinitely close, their brain waves synchronize, letting them sense one another.
The sensation of time contradiction is common, but for both sides to probe each other's thoughts, there must be a clash between experts.
That is, a collision of aura.
"Fortunately, I didn't release my own aura..."
This was the first thought that popped into Luke's head within this state.
"If there's no clash, you can't access my thoughts, Chairman Netero."
This compressed sense of time made Luke's gaze extremely focused.
"To think that you'd even use this move."
"It seems you're getting a little heated, Chairman."
"For an old man, having excessive liver fire is not a good thing..."
Luke knew well what this move was.
Time contradiction + clash of masters.
A certain martial arts school once gave this phenomenon and ability a very fitting name: Spirit Echoes.
Spirit, the perception of time.
Echoes, listening to the opponent's thoughts.
It is an ability phenomenon that truly exists in the world.
But now, Luke was only experiencing the spirit.
As for the echoes, he avoided the aura clash and didn't experience it.
Thus, even though Chairman Netero unleashed this phenomenon, he could not extract any information from Luke.
Likewise, Luke had no idea what Chairman Netero was planning next.
"This brat is so cautious? He already sensed my intention..."
Within the compressed time, Chairman Netero's thoughts were crystal clear.
From the very beginning, his goal was to use Spirit Echoes to learn the truth from Luke.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't use such a method.
Unless he was getting serious, like now.
"Or perhaps..."
Chairman Netero's expression again darkened.
"He truly thinks that just this assassin robot is enough to deal with this old man, without him stepping in personally?!"
"If he really thinks that, then I won't show mercy anymore!"
Thinking this, Chairman Netero's expression remained calm, but he gently opened his mouth.
At the same time, his chest slightly expanded, as if gathering something.
And then…
"Ha!"
A shout exceeding the speed of sound burst from Chairman Netero's mouth!
Boom!
The resonating sound-wave force collided head-on with the shells fired by Wrestling Killer Z!
In that instant, endless flames and light exploded outward, sweeping through the entire area…
And, extending across the entire airship!
Crack! Snap!
The mirrors, glass, and windows throughout the airship shattered instantly under the explosion!
"Let's see, under circumstances like this..."
Flames raged, and searing light spread across the entire ship.
"What actions will you take?"
Amidst the burning flames, Chairman Netero's gaze remained locked on Luke, who was observing from the sidelines.
"Hurry, hurry, and put out the fire!"
Mr. Beans urgently shouted to the staff to quickly extinguish the fire.
Clack! Clack!
After the compressed time was undone, Wrestling Killer Z saw that its bombardment still failed…
Swish! Swish!
It immediately executed spatial jumps and closed in on Chairman Netero.
It didn't care whether the ship was burning or damaged; in its eyes, its only goal was to defeat Chairman Netero!
"You're already ignoring the entire airship?"
Luke raised his head and looked at the ceiling, which was half blown apart by the bombardment.
"So you've decided to completely flip the table."
"You were the one who said not to destroy the place, so you chose to play dodgeball instead, yet now..."