Chapter 727 I didn't even catch my 10% fist, enough to be proud of myself
Traces of time...
Isn’t it just an old antique?
Seeing Russell's stubbornness, Bane was skeptical and recalled the video of the fight between Russell and Batman, looking for hidden clues.
But soon, he shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind, and concluded that Russell was playing tricks on himself.
The reason is very simple. With the data collected by Batman himself, the finished product of the 'Anti-Deathstroke Armor' made by himself, and tens of thousands of simulated battles, there is no chance of any accidents.
Bane chose to believe Batman and pressed the headset to give an order to the driver in the "Anti-Deathstroke Armor": "Kill him, but don't kill him all at once. I want to extinguish the last flame of hope in Gotham."
Seeing the anti-Deathstroke armor being dispatched, Bain was a little eager to try it. He wanted to put on the armor himself and put out the flames, but his height and size didn't allow for it, so he had to find someone to do it for him.
The anti-Deathstroke armor was tailor-made for Bruce. He is 1.88 meters tall and has a strong physique but not bloated.
Bain is over 2 meters tall, weighs an astonishing 300 kilograms, and is covered in muscles. He is an absolute heavyweight, as strong as a bear.
The size difference between the two is huge. It would be damning if Bane could wear it.
boom!
In the field, the pilot of the anti-Death knell armor obeyed Bane's order, turned off the thrusters of the armor, landed in front of Russell, and looked into his eyes.
"Are you Deathstroke?"
The driver was obviously a chatterbox, so he started talking: "You may not know how powerful this suit of armor is. To tell you the truth, all your actions are calculated by the super computer. Anyone who kills you
Not me, but Batman."
Russell scratched his head and said speechlessly: "Let's start quickly, I have no interest in talking nonsense with the soldiers!"
The driver ignored Russell and continued: "Unfortunately, this is not a fair fight..."
"Don't worry about this. I have tried my best to keep this battle fair."
Russell interrupted him and said something that only he could understand: "I have given you the greatest fairness without taking off the Deathstroke armor. Take good care of it. It is now broadcast live worldwide. Don't make Batman too ugly.
After all, the 'Anti-Deathstroke Armor' is his proud work."
The driver was fooled by Russell's words and was about to declare how powerful he was when Russell said again: "Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen the so-called 'anti-Death Knell armor'. It looks very beautiful. I don't know if it is
It’s flashy and unrealistic, so I’ll just test it myself.”
In the distance, Bruce stopped and watched the battle carefully.
After learning that Russell was hiding his strength and preparing to trick him again, he didn't expect the 'Anti-Deathstroke Armor' to be able to counter Deathstroke, so in this battle, he believed that Russell would win.
But how to win, the current information is insufficient, he does not know.
There is another thing that Bruce did not tell Russell. Although the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor' was snatched away by Bane, the hidden instructions inside the supercomputer have not been changed, and he still retains control over the armor.
Moreover, in addition to being able to remotely control the self-destruction of the Anti-Death Knell armor, the built-in terminal can also be connected to the computer in his secret base to automatically upload battle data.
The reason for not immediately changing the order and forcibly recycling it is obvious.
Anyway, the discarded products have no value, so it is better to recycle the waste and collect Russell's most authentic data in order to create the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor No. 2'.
As for the destruction of this expensive anti-Deathstroke armor...
The master said that collecting information is not as important as collecting information if it is worth nothing.
On the electronic screen of the Commercial Plaza, Russell raised his fingers towards the Anti-Death Knell armor: "Because of the gap in strength, I only evaluate three data, speed, strength, and defense. The first is speed. Come on, I'll let you take the first shot.
"
The driver was immediately furious. The supercomputer locked on Russell, analyzed and calculated all possibilities of his movement trajectory, and punched him directly in the face.
The heavy punch cut through the air, leaving an afterimage in mid-air, instantly piercing Russell's face.
Missed!
Russell took a step sideways and Feng Qingyundan avoided it. It was only then that the computer locked his figure again.
The driver's secret path was not good, and he activated the continuous attack mode. Under the operation of the supercomputer, the anti-Deathstroke armor carried out attacks based on the data from the simulated battle.
The fist roared, leaving afterimages all over the sky. The black anti-Death Knell armor continuously punched hard, forcing Russell to retreat step by step.
miss!miss!miss……
All attacks failed. The pilot panicked when he heard the prompts. He gave up the simulated battle data, captured Russell's movement trajectory, reloaded the new data, and strengthened the attack after analysis.
boom!
The anti-Death Knell armor took a step forward, and its sharp claws ejected from its fist. The attack pattern changed, and under the prediction of the super computer, it punched straight towards Russell who was dodging.
miss!
Still in vain!
The pilot was preparing to do something when he suddenly found that he had lost control of the Anti-Deathstroke Armor. Not only that, he was also unable to communicate with Bain in the outside world.
The armor turned into an iron coffin, and he couldn't get out.
Unable to tolerate the pilot's poor skills, Bruce seized control and issued instructions remotely, asking the supercomputer to overload the anti-Deathstroke armor regardless of the consequences, striving to approach Russell's ceiling and calculate the most realistic and accurate data.
This is no longer a battle, but a waste of money!
boom!!
With a heavy punch, the speed of the Anti-Death Knell armor was much higher than before. The turbulent air waves rolled down like an ocean, forcing Russell to retreat and give way.
What's going on? It feels completely different from what it felt just now. Does this pilot still have the blood of a new human?
Russell was surprised, and accelerated to dodge the fist and kick attacks of the anti-Death Knell armor. For a moment, afterimages were everywhere, and the blurry images flickered and moved, leaving only confusing traces that could not be caught by the naked eye.
The wind is howling!
As the supercomputer continuously loads and enters new data and uses it in actual combat, the speed of the anti-Death Knell armor is getting faster and faster, and the extra joints have already suffered serious wear and tear.
Clang!
The anti-Death Knell armor suddenly pulled out the laser sword from his belt and struck Russell on the head without any warning. The light was dazzling and the high temperature almost ignited the air.
Russell deflected his steps, sideways avoiding the laser sword, and at the same time, he pulled out the Sand Eagle God from his waist. The blue magic light blade bounced, opened the anti-Death Knell armor's palm, and took the belt laser sword into his hand.
miss!
With the bright red word "Attack Failure", the Anti-Death Knell Armor updated Russell's data throughout the entire process, but it was always a step too late at the last moment, unable to accurately judge his movement trajectory.
A slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles!
The Anti-Death Knell Armor remained silent and raised his hand to touch the omnipotent belt. When he touched it, everything came up empty.
Click!
Russell put the laser sword back into his omnipotent belt and buckled it around his waist. From now on, this thing will have the surname Luo.
There is nothing to be embarrassed about, this is a trophy and it belongs to him of course.
"Don't be fancy. As I said, the three data for the test are speed, strength, and defense. There are no props."
Russell said to the anti-Death Knell suit with empty hands: "I'll give you an A for speed. It's pretty good. It scared me to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. You're just one step away from eating my farts."
Bruce: "..."
"The next thing is the second item, strength!"
Russell took two steps forward, pointed his hand at his face, and leaned forward: "Hit here with as much force as you need. Don't be merciful."
Bang!
The anti-Death Knell armor raised its hand and punched Russell hard in the abdomen. After knocking him into the air, he opened the thrusters on his back armor and struck down with fists in both hands.
Russell hunched over like a lobster and flew up. He was hit hard halfway and crashed to the ground like a cannonball.
Boom!!
Dust filled the air, and a large human-shaped pit appeared in the hall square. The gravel flew out, and terrifying cracks extended in all directions, turning into dense and intertwined spider webs, covering all directions.
"Ahem..."
Russell hammered his waist and got up from the pit: "I didn't expect that you, a walk-on, actually know how to play your cards without following the routine. Seeing that you have some brains, I will give you a B+ in terms of strength... no more,
It’s unfair to give a.”
The city hall square was completely silent, with only the occasional crackle of flames burning where the Batfighter crashed. Bane's eyes were solemn. This scene deeply frustrated his self-confidence, and he couldn't figure out how Batman could fail.
"Could it be that... all of this is part of Batman's plan!?"
Russell patted his lower back, straightened his body and made a crunching sound as he walked towards the motionless anti-Death Knell armor: "In the last test of defense, I only exerted 10% of my strength. If I can take it intact, then it will be fine."
I give you full marks sss+!”
The anti-Death Knell armor crossed its arms in front of its chest, and its arm armor opened its laser defense shield to firmly protect its upper body.
Russell took a deep breath and put his right fist under his abdomen. He saw a flash of black light in his eyes, and a traveling arc of electricity erupted all over his body. He stepped forward and punched as fast as lightning, and the high-speed punch was wrapped in a ball of darkness.
of dark energy.
Because of this energy, his entire arm was unable to reflect light and seemed to disappear out of thin air.
boom
The heavy fist hit the open laser defense cover of the Anti-Death Knell armor, and the black energy turned into a materialized sharp blade, forcibly defeating the defense cover. The residual force not only broke the arm armor and chest armor, but also finally broke through the thruster position of the back armor.
Come through.
boom!!!
The wall of the building behind exploded, and the entire wall shattered, as if it had been hit by a solid artillery shell.
The arms of the anti-Death Knell armor disappeared from the elbows, a hole the size of a fist opened in the chest, the red eyes on the visor twitched slightly, and finally became paralyzed and lost power.
Because the speed was too fast, the visual deception caused the onlookers to not know what happened. They only saw a punch thrown out, and the anti-Death knell armor was countered by the death knell, and the aftermath even shattered a wall.
"The defense project has been tested. Well... I'll give it an S+. Overall, the 'Anti-Deathstroke Armor' made by Batman is very successful. It didn't even catch my 10% fist. He was strong enough."
If you are proud, you can brag about it for a lifetime."
Russell praised and said that his punch was tricky, but it doesn't matter, no one knows anyway.
Bruce: "..."
He thought for a moment, wearing the anti-Deathstroke armor, he went to Russell to ask for photos, and they got into a fight over a disagreement. As a result, Russell had more photos in his hand.
"Batman, this is Deathstroke. Your 'Anti-Deathstroke Armor' is very good, but don't be proud. Remember to keep up the good work, over!" Russell pressed the headset and said.
Bruce: "..."
It’s the amplifier again, he must have done it on purpose!
Not to mention how shocked the citizens of Gotham were when they watched the live broadcast, the faces of the villains in front of the municipal building suddenly changed. Even with several notorious villains such as Bane sitting in front of them, a large number of them began to flee.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang
Russell pulled out the Sand Eagle and fired bullets into the heads of all figures whose backs were turned to him. It was no use hiding behind the wall. Under telepathy, they had nowhere to hide.
There were no screams, only gunshots. In just a few breaths, dozens of people were killed. The rest dropped their weapons and stopped in place with their legs shaking.
"Everyone put down their weapons and stop all futile resistance! The men stand on the left and the women on the right, squatting on the ground and waiting for me to shoot their heads one by one..."
Russell held two guns in his hands, and his blue eyes were full of malice. He glanced around the crowd and finally stopped at Bain: "Who is in favor and who is against?"