Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

The heavy purple-black demon qi formed a demon cloud in the sky, nearly covering the firmament.

In just a few seconds, Lu Wenwu had completely adapted to the reverse operation of his body, fully unleashing his combat power.

He left the circulation of qi blood within his body to Mao Mao, while he focused solely on blasting apart the head of the opponent in front of him.

"Thank goodness for you, my adorable Mao Mao."

Before the words had even finished, Lu Wenwu, displaying Fleeting Shadow, appeared instantly before the Grand President.

The Military Killing Fist’s intent, fierce and overwhelming, condensed and surged forth with a heavy punch empowered by the Demon God’s Spear.

In an instant, the heavy Light Energy Shield shattered alongside the Super Alloy Armor!

It couldn’t withstand even half a second!

The massive body that had just steadied itself staggered again, nearly toppling over.

The Nether Yin Dragon Wings flapped, and the demon dragon Lu Wenwu flashed like a specter, launching another punch directly at the Grand President’s shoulder!

The Grand President, despite the imbalance of its body, tried to raise a hand to block.

But Lu Wenwu, with all his attributes surging in full power, had increased too much for its reflexes to catch up.

Blinding firelight exploded high in the sky, with ear-splitting shockwaves shattering all around.

Like a giant pillar supporting the heavens, the arm was blown off directly at the root, crashing heavily to the ground.

Deprived of Element 710, the extraordinary phenomenon that required light energy to drive slowly faded, exposing the terrifyingly exposed organic structure and super alloy base below.

It was like some creature whose blood had been drained, resembling a mummy.

The right shoulder of the Grand President was left with only an exposed alloy skeleton and broken pipelines spraying black Element 710 outward.

The severed Light Energy Factor supply pipes glowed brightly, evidence of light energy spilling out.

After all, the fusion creation was not the cultivator itself.

After Lu Wenwu severed part of its body, the Grand President could no longer complete a full cycle of light energy.

The combat power of its body, supported by Element 710 and pseudo-infinite energy, plummeted.

According to the Elder Council’s computing group’s prediction simulations, the current Grand President’s victory rate was less than twenty-five percent!

A beam of light energy more powerful than orbital lasers shot from the Grand President’s eyes, the scorching intensity terrifying like the sun, with a sense of burning everything to ashes.

The demon dragon Lu Wenwu, in peak condition, was even more aggressive and fierce than before.

He didn’t even bother to dodge, grinning cruelly as he countered the flow, letting the torrent wash over him.

Fur burned, flesh charred.

Even the Blood Qi Dragon Scale, with its astonishing Defense, was continuously fracturing, barely exposing bone underneath.

His powerful Life Energy and Recovery Ability prevented Lu Wenwu from dying instantly, yet the process of his body healing remained excruciating, unbearable for ordinary people to endure.

But for Lu Wenwu at this moment, it was something he could entirely disregard.

All he needed to do was punch!

Punch!

And punch again!

The heavy Super Alloy Armor shattered into pieces under the bombardment of the Overlord Fist.

The unrivaled multi-layered Light Energy Shields were torn apart with ease by the piercing of the Demon God Battle Lance.

The victory rate given by the Elder Council was plummeting madly, signaling that this battle was nearing its end.

Dominated by absolute reason, the Grand President showed no signs of fearing battle.

Before the computing group could provide an optimal solution for a change in approach, it would choose to fight to the end.

This is the difference between humans and intelligent AI.

At times, in certain areas, even a top AI like the Grand President could appear rigid and wooden.

Of course, considering the Superhuman Federation’s history, it was already very intelligent.

After all, AI excels at analysis and patching, not creation.

Without corresponding responses stored in the database of past experiences, unable to quickly analyze an effective countermeasure, it would appear rigid and stiff.

If it truly learned to create, it would no longer be AI but a genuine intelligent lifeform.

Unfortunately, it was not.

So its left forearm was also broken off by Lu Wenwu’s aggressive and fierce Iron Fist.

At this point, the Grand President’s victory rate had fallen below ten percent, plummeting to a single digit.

The Super Destroyer fleets docking in near-Earth orbit, along with a group of deceitful objects from countries like Wanzhao Country, were watching this super battle via the satellites onboard the ships.

Who wouldn’t get fired up by this battle, devoid of fancy tricks, delivering punch after punch with raw force?

This was the purest form of violent aesthetics, an art that returns to simplicity after taking combat performance to its utmost limit.

Wanzhao Country watched in a daze, a hint of enchantment in his eyes.

"So powerful, this is truly so powerful... This is the strength of the President... Definitely above S Tier... How did I dare to attempt assassination on Master Wu?"

A true master does not need tools to intimidate!

In battle, how can one demonstrate their power without viciously attacking their opponent with bare hands?

Wanzhao Country suddenly had an epiphany with "Swinging Words."

Since meeting the President, Master Wu’s behaviors perfectly illustrated the saying "To hear the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening."

Upon learning the way to your house in the morning, you could die before the sunset falls.

And now, the Grand President being frantically beaten served as living proof of this saying.

Simultaneously, Wanzhao Country recalled another saying: "The three armies can be deprived of their commander, but a common man’s will cannot be taken."

I can easily decapitate an enemy general amidst three armies, even using civilians as human shields cannot strip away my steadfast will.

So what if you wage war in the city?

Would Master Wu shy away and hesitate because of these circumstances, unable to fully extend his prowess?