chapter 50

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In this world, there are many people who can defeat Wolverine, but very few who can actually kill him. Robert wasn't worried at all. Rather than worry about that, he might as well worry about not catching any fish.

"Didn't they say there are wild big catches everywhere abroad?" Robert muttered.

"How come I haven't caught anything yet?" he grumbled.

"This is outrageous."

He frowned. It was expected that the System's treasures wouldn't be caught right away, after all, they were rare. But why couldn't he even catch ordinary fish?

Was he destined to return empty-handed?

Robert refused to believe that and decided to change spots, continuing his fishing attempt. He waited for several minutes. Unfortunately, there was still no success.

He didn't catch any fish, but instead, he was about to catch something else.

Bang! Suddenly, the surface of the lake exploded, as though something had fallen into the water. Robert immediately felt that this thing falling into the water was eerily familiar. This scene seemed oddly familiar. Was it... Wolverine Logan again?

Splash! The sound of water splashing rang out as Wolverine walked directly out of the water.

Due to the Adamantium skeleton in his body, Wolverine was destined to have bad luck with swimming. Once he entered the water, he could only walk out.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Robert laughed.

"Teacher, how did you end up in this state again?"

"The last time I saw you like this was—well, last time."

Logan's face wasn't too pleased either. Having been so embarrassed twice, and having his student witness it both times, it was a bit shameful. But he couldn't care about that now.

"Careful!" Logan shouted. Robert felt a gust of wind rush by from behind him.

Robert's face remained calm and indifferent, and he didn't take the attack seriously at all. In a flash, he moved several meters away, effortlessly evading the attack.

The figure that attacked him flew toward Wolverine.

It was only then that Robert saw the person's face clearly. It was an Asian woman, wearing a tight leather suit that showed her thin frame. Nothing about her appearance seemed out of the ordinary, except for one thing.

At the tips of her fingernails, sharp silver-white claws extended out, resembling Wolverine's.

"So it's you," Robert muttered as realization dawned on him.

This was the Mutant with a power similar to Wolverine's, someone who had also undergone inhumane modifications. She was Deadly Nymph. The sharp claws extending from her hands were no less dangerous than Wolverine's Adamantium Talons. Just now, one of those claws had cut through Wolverine's flesh.

If Wolverine's healing factor wasn't so powerful, that strike could have been fatal.

"Adamantium? Interesting."

"Teacher, don't move. Let me handle this."

Robert's eyes glowed with excitement. He wanted to test something—compared to his own defensive abilities, just how powerful was Adamantium, the strongest metal known to man?

Without even using the Green Lantern Ring, Robert appeared in front of Deadly Nymph as if teleporting. He threw a punch directly at her.

Deadly Nymph was struck like she'd been hit by a speeding train. The place where Robert struck her was hideously deformed as she was sent flying.

Robert didn't pursue her. This wasn't even a real battle—it was more like a game for him.

"No wonder Superman doesn't bother with combat training," Robert said with a shake of his head. "With this kind of power, what's the point of experience?"

In the face of such overwhelming power, fighting skills were irrelevant.

At roughly the same power level, the gap in skills wasn't significant. That's why fighting was often divided into weight classes—no matter how skilled someone was, against raw power, it would make no difference.

Superman's incredible strength was precisely why he didn't need to worry about things like combat skills.

Having not fought in a while, Robert had underestimated his own power. That strike had shattered Deadly Nymph's body. Even with her incredible regenerative ability, recovering from such an attack would take a lot of effort.

Adamantium might protect bones, but it couldn't protect fragile internal organs. Her internal organs had likely been crushed by the force of the blow.

Logan was left speechless. He had always known Robert was powerful, with countless mutant abilities, and was very strong. But he had never realized just how terrifying Robert's power truly was. This was completely different from mutant abilities—Robert's strength had no weaknesses.

He simply had no weaknesses!

Logan couldn't help but shake his head, his mind blown by the sheer magnitude of Robert's abilities.

Robert stood in front of Deadly Nymph, a calm smile on his face.

"Come on, let me see how tough that Adamantium really is."

Deadly Nymph didn't say a word. She suddenly launched herself at Robert, moving like a beast.

Her Adamantium claws, more than twenty centimeters long, slashed toward Robert's chest.

Silently, Robert's casual top was sliced open, and the claws made contact with his chest.

Tear!

The harsh sound of metal clashing rang through the air.

The Adamantium talons that could slice through iron like butter barely left a mark on Robert's chest. All they caused was a brief spark.

Robert yawned, his expression unchanged.

It was just like the time when Steppenwolf had attacked Superman with an axe. There was no noticeable reaction. If anything, Robert was more inclined to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

"Is this all Adamantium has to offer?" he muttered.

Adamantium was indeed the hardest metal on Earth. But that was all it was—the hardest metal on Earth.

There were other, far more powerful metals in the Universe.

For instance, Asgard's magical metal Uru, or the alloys that Thanos used to forge his weapons—these metals were far stronger than Adamantium.

Robert's current body was naturally far beyond the strength of mere mortals.

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