My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 444 - 437: Martial God’s Protection, Tang Blade Upgrade!

With the Fifteenth Rank of Inner Qi, you can refine core energies similar to Flame Inner Qi, Cold Ice Inner Qi, Radiant Inner Qi, and Radiation Inner Qi.

Even though the secret manual’s text states it, Su Qiangwei thought that even the most gifted normal human could at most refine one or two complementary special Inner Qi at this stage.

But Ma Ran was different.

He was a man who forcibly evolved the Extraordinary System’s Inner Qi from the nine ranks limit to twenty ranks!

"Alright!"

Su Qiangwei hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said, "Then you just need to keep up with me."

Hmph.

Pirates will never surpass the originals!

On the original path of Master Qiangwei, she will never compromise!

Every day, Master Qiangwei becomes stronger.

However...

To be honest, having a talent that allows you to learn others’ killing moves at a glance, even improve them to create your own style and patch up their flaws—this kind of gift is almost like cheating.

Utterly ridiculous!

Ma Ran couldn’t be bothered to argue, he merely looked at her calmly: "You hold the fort here, I’ll go kill him."

Naturally, this "him" referred to Zhang Heng.

"Wait!"

Su Qiangwei hurriedly grabbed Ma Ran’s arm, worried: "Wan Haihao, Li Tang, Wu Di, and Li Xing are holding down the fort here, their combat power should suffice."

"I’ll go with you!"

"With me there, at least we can watch each other’s backs."

The number of superpowers she had copied now numbered in the hundreds; some seemingly useless small abilities combined together could allow her to survive in a vacuum.

After all, that enemy Zhang Heng is truly mysterious, no one knows just how many tricks he has hidden up his sleeve.

Letting Ma Ran go alone made Su Qiangwei rather uneasy.

"No need, I’m more than enough on my own."

Ma Ran smirked, as if he’d just smiled: "The oxygen here at the Academic Society is running low, you need to produce oxygen to maintain a livable environment for humans."

"If you went with me instead, it would only lower efficiency."

Su Qiangwei almost went speechless in her frustration.

What does it mean to treat someone’s kindness as donkey’s liver and lungs?

She wanted to say more, yet she suddenly realized Ma Ran’s figure flashed before her eyes and vanished without a trace.

Unable to track his movement trajectory, she also had no idea where he’d gone.

"[Blessing of Fortune]! [Energy Transmission]! [Thought Armor]..."

Su Qiangwei’s eyes narrowed as she placed her hands before her.

"[Martial God’s Protection]! Go!"

Ten fingers clasped together, bestowing several temporary buffs on the distant Ma Ran.

Moments later, her hands crossed.

An intangible, colorless, scentless stream of air began to diffuse around them.

The Pillar Level ability [Oxygen Production], as the name implies, allows oxygen generation out of thin air without any reactants.

...

"Overall strength improved by roughly five percent."

Ma Ran activated his instant teleportation ability, leaving Grass Hut Academy, appearing before Zhang Heng, the mastermind behind the Sea Demon Civilization, yet he did not initiate an attack immediately. Instead, he began adjusting to his new state.

Strength, speed, reflexes, defense, attack, energy capacity...

All values showed a slight increase.

Ma Ran was aware this was undoubtedly Su Qiangwei’s handiwork.

That girl, always acting so unreliable, yet she’d consistently proven trustworthy at crucial moments.

With a large base, a five percent boost in overall combat power is an undeniable figure.

"Mr. Ma Ran, your strength surpasses my imagination."

Zhang Heng looked at Ma Ran, his tone gentle, less like an enemy ready for a fight to the death, and more like an old friend not seen in years: "The strike you just used for attack should be ten times stronger than using it for defense, right?"

"Mastering space movement and annihilation abilities, I no longer have any confidence in defeating you."

"So..."

"How about we sign a ceasefire agreement?"

Saying this, Zhang Heng adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiling slightly: "To show my sincerity, I can offer some of the urgently needed technological data for Earth, to help you improve your mecha system, or enhance the genetic adjustment potion, providing Earth with an additional gene enhancement route into the Extraordinary path."

Ma Ran examined Zhang Heng for a moment, his tone indifferent: "I could kill you and acquire those things just the same."

Zhang Heng patiently and politely responded, undeterred: "You may not have left the Milky Way Galaxy, so you might not be familiar with certain cosmic common sense."

"Any civilization, upon leaving its home planet and embarking on interstellar exploration, would encrypt and seal its top technology in various ways."

"Otherwise, it exposes the coordinates of its civilization."

"At that point, it could attract more advanced colonizers, invaders, or cosmic adventurers."

At this, Zhang Heng’s tone became peculiar: "Earth’s situation is very strange."

"Clearly, without developing any entry-level technologies, it still got its coordinates exposed."

Zhang Heng shook his head: "Now, do you understand?"

"Even if you killed all the Zhang Hengs, you’ll never access any [Zhang Heng Civilization] technology data."

"Moreover..."

"Making a rash move before ensuring you can eradicate me entirely would only make me your adversary."

"I imagine you wouldn’t want to gain a troublesome enemy, right?"

Listening to this, Ma Ran quietly raised a hand.

Swish!

A crimson straight-bladed dragon-embellished Tang Blade appeared in his hand.

The nine-megaton nuclear blast, which Ma Ran neutralized, absorbed, refined with the [Profound Immortal] badge, had its energy and radiation consumed with Star Power.

Now, all that energy had been channeled into this Tang Blade.

The crimson blade edge faintly shimmered with a fear-inciting violet-black glow.

"Your words sound good."

Ma Ran’s demeanor turned cold as he suddenly drew the blade: "But unfortunately, you’ve already become my adversary."

Swish!

The blade light, a mix of violet-black and crimson, abruptly etched onto Zhang Heng, severing his body in half!

Zhang Heng maintained extreme courtesy, with such a pleasant attitude that anyone inexperienced might easily be deceived by his facade.

Pleading and bluffing, all non-physical strategies, are meaningless to Ma Ran.

Once marked as an enemy, Ma Ran would employ every means, wit, and brute force available to annihilate them fully, ensuring not just their demise but even purging the world of their existence, if unnecessary.

Either not at all or thoroughly to completion!

"So, you’re just a brute..."

Zhang Heng’s body was severed in an instant; a flicker of surprise passed through his eyes before anger tinged his features: "Seems I miscalculated."

"The famous [Prophet], deep down, turns out to be such a person."

"Well then..."

"When we meet again, it will be as enemies!"