"Heh, that's all! Mere radiation is nothing compared to my perfect body."
What qi energy practice, what firearms, in the face of absolute physical strength, they are all just fleeting clouds.
"With this Cross Spear in hand, a warrior should gloat even in the yellow springs, as the winter chill gently brushes their face."
Lii Yuping San, smug with satisfaction, casually deflected a slice that was less than 300 Roentgens of radiation. It was the Crane School's focus on bodily enhancement that truly represented the right path for a Gamma Rank Martial Artist.
With one cut, Li Aozi's onslaught slowed slightly; he felt extremely uncomfortable as the stabbing qi energy penetrated his veins, disrupting his bodily systems.
Was he really too arrogant—But even so, that idiotic monk soldier was still foolishly taking his radiation slashes head-on.