"Looks like you really are insane..." Todd looked into Feng Bujue's eyes, and couldn't see a trace of fear within them.

"I still stand by my point..." Feng Bujue silently activated Spiritual Sense Gathering Technique. "People who wear bat costumes are the ones who are mentally ill!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly threw a punch.

Even in the state of Spiritual Sense Gathering Technique, his speed was still inferior to Todd's. Feng Bujue understood this when he was kneed in the face just now.

Since the opponent's speed was superior, the result of the attack would inevitably be blocked or evaded. Given this premise, Feng Bujue naturally had to focus on the angle of attack, striving to make it unavoidable.

Todd had a relatively objective assessment of Feng Bujue's strength and speed. He was definitely slower; as for strength, this kid probably only weighed around one hundred and twenty pounds, so even if he was stronger than the average person, the force of his punch couldn't exceed two hundred pounds.

Therefore, Todd simply used a conventional movement, raising his arm to block.

How could he have imagined... that players had something called "skills." And Feng Bujue's [Come At Me] skill was even more unpredictable, leaving no trace to follow. Even he himself didn't know what he would unleash...

As the fist came, a "crack" was heard. Todd's right forearm was actually fractured by the blow. And that wasn't the end of it. The remaining force pushed his already weakened arm towards his torso, and then pushed Todd's body backward.

The tall, burly man flew backward like a cannonball, broke a fire hydrant on the side of the street, and finally crashed into the wall of a building by the roadside before stopping.

[Name: EX Impact Straight Punch]

[Skill Card Attribute: Active Skill, Permanently Learned]

[Skill Category: Fighting]

[Effect: Unleashes a powerful punch with a strong arm]

[Consumption: Stamina Value 500]

[Learning Condition: Fighting Specialization C or General Specialization C]

[Remarks: An attack created by "Boxing King" M. Bison. The straight punch, delivered with incredible agility despite his large frame, carries astonishing destructive power.]

This move had no additional attributes, purely increasing the destructive power of the fist before launching it.

But sometimes, the simplest and most direct moves are the most effective. Jason Todd suffered a loss because he didn't understand Feng Bujue.

However, Todd was indeed formidable. Despite enduring extreme pain, he didn't faint or hesitate. He immediately flipped over and got up from the ground, and in one smooth motion, he tossed out a smoke bomb from his waist.

Seeing this, Feng Bujue switched the [Goblin Gas Mask] to visible status and retreated quickly.

When the smoke cleared slightly, Todd's figure had already appeared on top of a two-story building by the roadside. The voice from under the mask sounded like a wild beast's low growl, "I underestimated you... so you're not an ordinary human."

Todd obviously regarded Feng Bujue as a super-powered criminal. Of course, this inference was understandable. It was like meeting someone who looked frail and weak, but unexpectedly, he could chop down a large tree with one palm. Unless this person was a city management official, you would think the same...

Upon hearing this, Feng Bujue was secretly delighted, but on the surface, he remained the same, with a smile that was not a smile, "My abilities are more than this... Don't think that being a little faster than me can solve the problem." Bluster was his forte. "I know your marksmanship is good, so I'll emphasize it again. Once I lose consciousness, the bomb will explode. If you're thinking of blowing my head off directly, then be prepared... People within several blocks, including you, will all be buried with me." He paused, then added, "And if you want to subdue me with fists and feet, I advise you to consider the injury to your arm, and... how many more of those attacks you can withstand."

Todd didn't know that Feng Bujue's skill had a ten-minute cooldown. After hearing the other party's seemingly threatening, but actually analytical remarks, Todd felt helpless. It seemed that he couldn't handle this opponent alone. The more rational approach at this time would be to retreat temporarily, at least to deal with the injury to his arm before making further plans.

But the problem was, Todd was also a person with some mental issues. His understanding of justice was similar to the "Punisher" in the Marvel universe, belonging to the violent hero type. His fanatical zeal for hating evil was even greater.

The pain from the fractured arm, on the contrary, stimulated Todd like a stimulant, making him even more eager to resolve the opponent in front of him immediately.

"Well said... then I'll break your hands and feet, so you can't escape, and you can't detonate the bomb on your own." Todd raised the gun with his left arm alone, aiming from a high position, "Don't worry, I won't let you go into hypovolemic shock. Before you are on the verge of passing out, I will inject you with some adrenaline and morphine."

Feng Bujue felt that things were not good. This guy didn't buy his argument, and his self-confidence was bursting, not considering what the consequences would be if he missed.

"Bleep—" Feng Bujue cursed and ran towards the car he had just been driving.

After running a few steps, he instinctively realized something. His mind buzzed, the reasoning process flashed through, and a conclusion popped out – there were other players nearby!

To verify this deduction, he tried again to swear loudly, but this time he was stopped by the system.

"Misfortunes never come singly..." Feng Bujue muttered, pulled out [Miss Moxxi's Bad Touch], and sprayed a barrage towards Todd's location.

Todd naturally wouldn't be hit by such a barrage. What does it mean to be a comic book hero? For comic book heroes, in a hail of bullets, a simple roll is as good as having invincibility, at most just grazing.

Feng Bujue didn't expect this kind of attack to cause any substantial damage. He was just buying time. In the trunk of his car was Mr. Freeze's armor. As long as he put this on, bullets were just clouds. However, he needed at least seven or eight seconds to get into the heavy armor.

[Name: Coldblooded Armor]

[Type: Armor]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Defense: Extremely Strong]

[Attributes: Refraction, Isolation]

[Effects: Immunity to conventional bullets, greatly reduces damage from special ammunition and heavy weapons, internal temperature is adjustable and maintains a constant temperature, comes with an air circulation and filtration system]

[Equipment Condition: Male player, and possesses the strength to move the armor]

[Can it be brought out of this scenario: No]

[Remarks: The armor usually worn by Mr. Freeze, with extremely outstanding defensive capabilities. But its shortcomings are also obvious: First, it is too heavy, and strength must reach a certain standard to wear it, and physical exertion is greater when moving; Second, it needs to be charged for use, and the charging interval is usually three to six hours, which is too frequent; Third, the temperature range inside the armor is zero to ten degrees Celsius, and ordinary people are at risk of hypothermia if worn for too long.]

In fact, there were two more problems that were not written in the remarks. First, although this equipment was classified as "armor," it was actually similar to a "vehicle" and could not be put into the bag at all. So Feng Bujue could only put it in the car and drag it around. Second, putting it on and taking it off were equally troublesome, and both took some time.

And in this almost breathless battle, whether he could put on the armor smoothly became the key...