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Chapter 612: Coming to the Doorstep
Yang Le using the Omnitrix was clearly not meant for dealing with these few police officers. Dealing with them wasn't worth using so much strength. To keep his transformation into an alien hero in peak condition, Yang Le had been intentionally maintaining his training.
Physical strength training goes without saying, and training in fighting technique was also not neglected. Although not like Batman, the "peak of human," in the worldview of American comics, dealing with a few thugs, and using a shapeshifting monster split body to handle a few police officers was an easy task.
Yang Le making such a big commotion was naturally to deal with those extraordinary enemies, like Hyperion, who was stirring up unrest worldwide.
Yang Le, who had just decided not to interfere much, why had he changed his mind now?
Very simple, being beaten to the doorstep, yet still swallow your voice? This is not Yang Le's nature. Ignoring everything else, he would first beat Hyperion to vent his anger, and then talk about other things.
Police officers, stimulated by the white light of the Omnitrix at close distance, thought they had been hit by a flashbang. However, they quickly realized that there was nothing uncomfortable about their body.
Their eyes didn't sting, and their ears had no discomfort. This didn't seem like the effects of a flashbang or a stun grenade. The police officers opened their eyes with doubt, only to find that their prime suspect had long since disappeared.
A police officer got up cleanly and quickly, and asked the people watching from across the street.
"Excuse me, did you see that Asian person just now? Which direction did he run towards?"
The reason for asking people across the street was because the people on their side of the sidewalk had already run away, leaving only them, the police officers, who hadn't moved.
"We saw him, police officer!" One person in the crowd rushed to answer. "After the flash of light, he jumped into the sky and flew away, going in that direction!"
After hearing the answer, that police officer immediately realized that they weren't dealing with a general case, but a superhuman incident that was beyond their ability. In that case, this business would be easy to handle.
"Immediately contact the Sentinel robots, and then contact the Supreme Squadron to let them handle it."
…
Cold air brushed across his cheek. In just a few seconds time, the goal had already appeared in front of Yang Le. It was the Supreme Squadron's building. Through the super-strong vision granted after transformation, he could already see Hyperion sitting on a chair.
Hyperion, who was just sitting in his office, suddenly had a feeling. He suddenly raised his head and saw Yang Le flying from a far distance.
"Boom!"
Yang Le didn't reduce his speed, but directly crashed into Hyperion, who didn't understand what was happening. Under the effect of inertia, the two of them rushed out of the Supreme Squadron's building.
Passing through several ceilings, Yang Le took Hyperion towards the sky. Although the latter didn't understand what was happening, facing a sudden attack, resistance was inevitable.
Hyperion threw a punch, wanting to use it to force Yang Le back. Unexpectedly, the latter directly used his head to crash into him. The two were almost face-to-face at this time, so naturally, the closer head arrived first.
"Bang!"
It was as if two war hammers collided. Just listening to the sound, you could tell this blow was definitely not light. Hyperion was even more dazed from the impact, his head almost turning into mush.
But this couldn't stop Hyperion from retaliating. He knew that even a slight delay in battle could lead to a fatal situation. Even if he was seeing stars, he had to retaliate immediately.
Two orange-yellow light beams cut through the sky, pushing back Yang Le, who was preparing to pursue further. The scorching energy was still constantly roasting his body in the process. Yang Le realized that Hyperion at this time was stronger than before.
Although his current transformation wasn't the Kryptonian who had previously crushed Hyperion with thunderous force, it wasn't much worse. Even saying it was fifty-fifty wouldn't be impossible.
But at this time, Hyperion was actually able to temporarily force him back. From this, it could be seen that this Eternal God Race exiled to Earth had not wasted time because of trivial matters.
Of course, it was also possible that because of the successive blows in a short time, this strongest superheroes had been stimulated, thus possibly triggering the Eternal God Race bloodline inside his body.
"Hmph!" Yang Le sneered. Perhaps because of the influence of the alien hero after transformation, he didn't really want to know those detours that were of no help to the battle. In his brain, there was only one idea: to beat Hyperion up first.
Exerting strength with both hands, a white light thunder serpent wound around his hand. As Yang Le suddenly tore with both hands, Hyperion's atomic ray was torn open by him, turning into some light spots and dissipating in the air.
Perhaps it was because he had come into contact with too many powerful beings. Hyperion, whose move had been broken, didn't show surprise. Instead, he calmly raised a problem to Yang Le.
"Who exactly are you? And why do you want to attack me?"
"That's not important, kid." Yang Le cracked his knuckles. "I just want to beat you up right now. If you have any problems, wait until you beat me, then talk."
"You've made a mistake choice." Hyperion threatened with a cold face. "You may pay the price of life for this."
"Same as before, wait until you win, then talk, you defeated foe."
Yang Le's sarcasm didn't make Hyperion angry. Instead, it made a trace of doubt rise in the latter's heart.
'Defeated foe?' Hyperion frowned his brow. 'Have I seen this superhuman before?'
It was okay if Yang Le didn't remind him, but with this reminder, Hyperion really had a bit of discovery. He suddenly felt that the superhuman in front of him looked very much like that superhuman who had beaten him powerless to resistance in the universe not long ago.
If you wanted to say they looked alike, they weren't exactly alike. However, there was indeed a bit of similarity in their features.
Similar appearance, similar ability, could it be!
"Are you brothers with that superhuman from not long ago?"
Although it was a question, the expression Hyperion showed was very certain, as if he had determined that his guess must be the truth.
"Think whatever you want." Yang Le didn't have the idea of getting entangled with Hyperion in language. After adjusting his gesture in the air, he accelerated and rushed towards Hyperion. In this process, a lot of lightning was also winding around his body.
Hyperion didn't charge forward like a reckless man. He remained suspended in the air, and his eyes once again shot out orange-yellow atomic rays, wanting to weaken Yang Le's momentum with this.
Facts proved that this was indeed effective. Although the lightning winding around Yang Le blocked Hyperion's atomic ray, it was also offset a lot by the latter.
By the time Yang Le had charged halfway, the lightning on his body was almost completely exhausted.
"Fool's courage." Hyperion sneered.
He wasn't weak to begin with; he'd just been playing in easy leagues for too long and had inadvertently become complacent. It was only after losing a few crucial rounds that he finally woke up, a classic case of closing the barn door after the horses have bolted.
(End of Chapter)
Yang Le using the Omnitrix was clearly not meant for dealing with these few police officers. Dealing with them wasn't worth using so much strength. To keep his transformation into an alien hero in peak condition, Yang Le had been intentionally maintaining his training.
Physical strength training goes without saying, and training in fighting technique was also not neglected. Although not like Batman, the "peak of human," in the worldview of American comics, dealing with a few thugs, and using a shapeshifting monster split body to handle a few police officers was an easy task.
Yang Le making such a big commotion was naturally to deal with those extraordinary enemies, like Hyperion, who was stirring up unrest worldwide.
Yang Le, who had just decided not to interfere much, why had he changed his mind now?
Very simple, being beaten to the doorstep, yet still swallow your voice? This is not Yang Le's nature. Ignoring everything else, he would first beat Hyperion to vent his anger, and then talk about other things.
Police officers, stimulated by the white light of the Omnitrix at close distance, thought they had been hit by a flashbang. However, they quickly realized that there was nothing uncomfortable about their body.
Their eyes didn't sting, and their ears had no discomfort. This didn't seem like the effects of a flashbang or a stun grenade. The police officers opened their eyes with doubt, only to find that their prime suspect had long since disappeared.
A police officer got up cleanly and quickly, and asked the people watching from across the street.
"Excuse me, did you see that Asian person just now? Which direction did he run towards?"
The reason for asking people across the street was because the people on their side of the sidewalk had already run away, leaving only them, the police officers, who hadn't moved.
"We saw him, police officer!" One person in the crowd rushed to answer. "After the flash of light, he jumped into the sky and flew away, going in that direction!"
After hearing the answer, that police officer immediately realized that they weren't dealing with a general case, but a superhuman incident that was beyond their ability. In that case, this business would be easy to handle.
"Immediately contact the Sentinel robots, and then contact the Supreme Squadron to let them handle it."
…
Cold air brushed across his cheek. In just a few seconds time, the goal had already appeared in front of Yang Le. It was the Supreme Squadron's building. Through the super-strong vision granted after transformation, he could already see Hyperion sitting on a chair.
Hyperion, who was just sitting in his office, suddenly had a feeling. He suddenly raised his head and saw Yang Le flying from a far distance.
"Boom!"
Yang Le didn't reduce his speed, but directly crashed into Hyperion, who didn't understand what was happening. Under the effect of inertia, the two of them rushed out of the Supreme Squadron's building.
Passing through several ceilings, Yang Le took Hyperion towards the sky. Although the latter didn't understand what was happening, facing a sudden attack, resistance was inevitable.
Hyperion threw a punch, wanting to use it to force Yang Le back. Unexpectedly, the latter directly used his head to crash into him. The two were almost face-to-face at this time, so naturally, the closer head arrived first.
"Bang!"
It was as if two war hammers collided. Just listening to the sound, you could tell this blow was definitely not light. Hyperion was even more dazed from the impact, his head almost turning into mush.
But this couldn't stop Hyperion from retaliating. He knew that even a slight delay in battle could lead to a fatal situation. Even if he was seeing stars, he had to retaliate immediately.
Two orange-yellow light beams cut through the sky, pushing back Yang Le, who was preparing to pursue further. The scorching energy was still constantly roasting his body in the process. Yang Le realized that Hyperion at this time was stronger than before.
Although his current transformation wasn't the Kryptonian who had previously crushed Hyperion with thunderous force, it wasn't much worse. Even saying it was fifty-fifty wouldn't be impossible.
But at this time, Hyperion was actually able to temporarily force him back. From this, it could be seen that this Eternal God Race exiled to Earth had not wasted time because of trivial matters.
Of course, it was also possible that because of the successive blows in a short time, this strongest superheroes had been stimulated, thus possibly triggering the Eternal God Race bloodline inside his body.
"Hmph!" Yang Le sneered. Perhaps because of the influence of the alien hero after transformation, he didn't really want to know those detours that were of no help to the battle. In his brain, there was only one idea: to beat Hyperion up first.
Exerting strength with both hands, a white light thunder serpent wound around his hand. As Yang Le suddenly tore with both hands, Hyperion's atomic ray was torn open by him, turning into some light spots and dissipating in the air.
Perhaps it was because he had come into contact with too many powerful beings. Hyperion, whose move had been broken, didn't show surprise. Instead, he calmly raised a problem to Yang Le.
"Who exactly are you? And why do you want to attack me?"
"That's not important, kid." Yang Le cracked his knuckles. "I just want to beat you up right now. If you have any problems, wait until you beat me, then talk."
"You've made a mistake choice." Hyperion threatened with a cold face. "You may pay the price of life for this."
"Same as before, wait until you win, then talk, you defeated foe."
Yang Le's sarcasm didn't make Hyperion angry. Instead, it made a trace of doubt rise in the latter's heart.
'Defeated foe?' Hyperion frowned his brow. 'Have I seen this superhuman before?'
It was okay if Yang Le didn't remind him, but with this reminder, Hyperion really had a bit of discovery. He suddenly felt that the superhuman in front of him looked very much like that superhuman who had beaten him powerless to resistance in the universe not long ago.
If you wanted to say they looked alike, they weren't exactly alike. However, there was indeed a bit of similarity in their features.
Similar appearance, similar ability, could it be!
"Are you brothers with that superhuman from not long ago?"
Although it was a question, the expression Hyperion showed was very certain, as if he had determined that his guess must be the truth.
"Think whatever you want." Yang Le didn't have the idea of getting entangled with Hyperion in language. After adjusting his gesture in the air, he accelerated and rushed towards Hyperion. In this process, a lot of lightning was also winding around his body.
Hyperion didn't charge forward like a reckless man. He remained suspended in the air, and his eyes once again shot out orange-yellow atomic rays, wanting to weaken Yang Le's momentum with this.
Facts proved that this was indeed effective. Although the lightning winding around Yang Le blocked Hyperion's atomic ray, it was also offset a lot by the latter.
By the time Yang Le had charged halfway, the lightning on his body was almost completely exhausted.
"Fool's courage." Hyperion sneered.
He wasn't weak to begin with; he'd just been playing in easy leagues for too long and had inadvertently become complacent. It was only after losing a few crucial rounds that he finally woke up, a classic case of closing the barn door after the horses have bolted.
(End of Chapter)
