Sky-cracking Rider
Chapter 962 - 962: Section 952 - Explosion_2

So Old David's class perfectly achieved this purpose for the sovereigns, but the sudden "ranking battle" was just a bunch of young people getting carried away, treating it as a way to adapt to each other.

"I know what I'm doing!"

Chen Fei clinked his wine glass with the old man, each casually taking a sip.

Though not a professional, he received professional guidance in mastering the airship, with invaluable advice from Befas, the leader of the "Radiant Tiger" regiment in Cangqiong Star's rebel army. Coupled with subsequent practice, he developed his own tactical concept, though not as formalized as the military academy training. (Chen Xiao'er: Tire them out, WHO's afraid of WHO?)

One force overpowers ten skills, with the massive capacity of Spatial Branding completing the energy point reserve limit. Combined with psi skills, it's simply unreasonable.

One must acknowledge the wisdom of the great Louis Landon; either he doesn't act, or he targets the critical points precisely. The expertly combined superpower user team, although costly, was entirely worth it in hindsight.

If not for this, Chen Fei would still be an ordinary B-Class superpower user, not worth the sovereigns dispatching S-Class superpower users to collaborate with him. One Man Army? Pure fantasy!

The bar in the military enforcement zone primarily serves as a place for relaxation and leisure and won't let drunkards drink themselves into oblivion. If someone drinks too much and loses sense of who they are, it's easy to attract military police, who provide on-the-spot education and lock them in an iron cage for three days with nine meals skipped. Even the most stubborn drunk will learn their lesson.

The two each had a glass of wine and a plate of fried peanuts to satisfy their craving for alcohol.

The moon was bright and the stars sparse; a cool breeze blew as Old David, accompanied by Chen Fei, walked out of the bar with a deep sigh.

"I wish I could borrow another fifty years from God."

Recalling the past, he was once so high-spirited, yet he encountered his lifelong rival Lin Mo. Why was Sid born when Lin was? He had been obsessed for a lifetime and eventually grew old.

Time has changed, and all the old-school guys were thoroughly eliminated.

"Cangqiong Star has alchemy magic potions, maybe they can restore youth."

Chen Fei thought of the omnipotent magic potions; once, he was pulled back from the brink of death by a magic potion. Although he involuntarily incurred a huge debt, he held no grudges.

Only by living can one think of other things; otherwise, death ends all, and there would be no today.

A figure stumbled and rushed onto the street, spreading their arms and shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Humans should be annihilated!"

Chen Fei's eyes sharpened, spotting a trigger-shaped switch in the person's hand, and their visibly abnormal bulging vest.

Damn!

He swiftly stepped forward, waving his hand instinctively.

Almost simultaneously, a flash of fire erupted on the street, and a deafening explosion with a violent shockwave swept across a thirty-meter radius.

Damn lunatic!

Yelling inexplicable things like humans should be annihilated—what else could it be but madness? Wasting a good day on self-destruction.

Standing behind a curved composite steel wall, Chen Fei quickly checked on Old David. The old man was swaying, clearly shaken.

Fortunately, his quick reflexes allowed him to deploy a five-meter wide, four-meter high physical defense in time, with internal structures akin to the airship's external armor layer to mitigate the shock. Most of the shockwave was blocked hastily, otherwise, Chen Fei might be fine, but Old David likely wouldn't withstand the sudden impact. They were less than twenty meters from the explosion center, well within the direct damage radius.

"I'm okay, I'm okay, I just need to sit down, can't stay standing."

A few bits slipped through from other angles, leaving the old man dazed and seeing stars. Struggling to hold onto his cane, he nearly slid to the ground. Chen Fei quickly retrieved a chair from the Spatial Branding, placing it under Old David's seat while holding his chest to help him breathe easier.

The street outside the composite steel wall was in a state of ruin, with the road pitted with holes and the street-facing shop windows and signs almost all shattered, extending its impact over a hundred meters. Numerous passersby and vehicles were also affected, resulting in casualties.

"What's happening?"

"Enemy attack!"

The patrons all rushed out, one still carrying a stool and a wine bottle as makeshift weapons for courage.

Although the glass materials of "Dyson Sweetie" bar's front couldn't escape unscathed, the composite steel wall Chen Fei effortlessly constructed outside blocked most of the impact. Otherwise, under the sweeping shockwave, the bar inside would be in a mess, and the patrons wouldn't be completely unharmed as they were now.

Chen Fei shouted to the bartender holding a large champagne: "Server, someone needs a glass of ice water!"

If there was hot water, it would be even better.

However, this is the American Federation, where the habit of drinking warm water isn't prevalent, so directly asking for ice or cold water is easier to understand.

The bartender promptly went back to get water, eyes landing on the pale-faced Old David, while others rushed into the street to assist those injured.

Cries for help echoed from afar.

"HELP! HELP! Someone's trapped!"

Ice water was quickly brought, and Old David took a small sip, finally regaining a bit of composure. Weakly, he waved at Chen Fei, saying, "I'm fine, go help them."