Chapter 41: Hand-to-Hand with the Iron Armor, Self-Healing Ability
"Master, are you sure about this? It might cause unpredictable risks..."
Linglong's voice carried rare hesitation, concerned about Jiang Feng's command.
She didn't act immediately.
Instead, the Iron Armor activated a holographic projection, displaying Linglong's white silhouette hovering in mid-air, her small face showing a trace of doubt.
Jiang Feng spoke with confidence, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Just remember—no thermal weapons."
His upper body was bare, well-defined muscles gleaming with a bronze sheen.
"Alright, as you wish."
Upon his repeated order, Linglong hesitated no more.
The Iron Armor whirred with the sound of hydraulic components activating.
Zing!
A cold, gleaming iron fist cut through the air, generating a sharp sonic boom, combining both power and speed.
Even before the punch landed, the forceful wind it created swept up gravel from the ground.
While the armor's greatest strength lay in its thermal weapons—pulse cannons, needle-type armor-piercing rounds, micro-missiles...
Its raw power was no less terrifying.
This punch contained enough force to blast through a concrete wall, or flip a regular vehicle on impact.
Yet in Jiang Feng's eyes—
The ferocious strike seemed to slow down as if someone hit a "slow motion" key.
His reflexes were powerful; when fully focused, he could clearly perceive every detail of the incoming punch.
Jiang Feng slightly bent his body, his muscles compressing like coiled springs.
In the next second—
With a punch wrapped in wind, he struck head-on against the iron fist of the armor.
Boom!
A small and a large fist collided.
The sound of impact exploded like muffled thunder, and a shockwave spread from the center of the collision, kicking up dust all around.
Jiang Feng's fist was shockingly harder than steel.
After the punch, he stood like a deeply rooted ancient tree—motionless and solid.
Instead, the towering two-meter-tall black armor staggered backward under the massive recoil.
Its metal feet gouged two half-meter-long trenches in the ground.
"Is that all? Linglong, are you sure you were using full power?"
Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow, a glint of doubt in his eyes.
He hadn't even gone all out—only used 60% of his strength—yet the Iron Armor was already pushed back.
"Master, I'm operating the armor at full power. Based on calculations, your arm strength has exceeded five tons—far beyond the limit of conventional super soldiers!"
Linglong's voice came from within the armor.
Hearing this—
Jiang Feng nodded thoughtfully. It seemed he had indeed surpassed super soldiers.
The power from the super soldier serum and the heart-shaped herb had perfectly fused under the effect of his "Exceptional Bone Structure" talent.
The result was an even stronger effect.
A wide smile spread across Jiang Feng's face. He could feel power surging through his body.
"Then let's see what happens if I use my full strength."
His muscles suddenly swelled, veins bulging beneath his skin like knotted roots.
In a flash—
Jiang Feng moved like lightning, his speed so fast the naked eye could only catch afterimages.
Boom!
Linglong couldn't dodge in time and took a direct hit to the abdomen of the armor.
The resulting shockwave was like a bomb detonating.
The hundreds-of-kilograms Iron Armor flew backward like a kite with a snapped string, tumbling through the air before crashing into the concrete wall of the abandoned factory.
Amid the sound of crumbling bricks and shattering concrete, the wall collapsed, sending dust into the air.
"This is the power of a superhuman!"
Jiang Feng stared at his own clearly defined fist, even surprised by his own strength.
Then—
He bent his knees slightly, lightly pushed off, and his body shot forward in an arc.
When he landed, he left two deep footprints on the ground. That leap had covered ten full meters.
Jiang Feng walked slowly into the abandoned factory.
Linglong, controlling the Iron Armor, climbed out from a pile of rubble. The abdomen was now visibly deformed.
Although the armor wasn't blue-grade, just green-grade—
It could still withstand various thermal weapons.
But now it had been overwhelmed by Jiang Feng's bare fists, proof of how terrifying his strength had become.
Keep in mind—
Jiang Feng was still just a rookie Reincarnator.
Previously, he had focused mainly on mechanical engineering, with little training in close combat.
And yet—he had trashed the armor with sheer brute force alone.
If he were to spend time learning actual combat techniques, the explosive power he could unleash would be unimaginable.
Clearly, Linglong was unwilling to concede.
The Iron Armor's eye lights flared red and charged Jiang Feng again.
This time—
Jiang Feng showed astonishing confidence and arrogance.
He neither dodged nor blocked. The muscles across his chest tensed, ready to take the iron punch head-on.
Bang!
The metal fist slammed into his chest.
Yet Jiang Feng only swayed slightly, the skin on his chest turning faintly red.
The dull pain was easily within his tolerance.
In the time that followed—
Jiang Feng attacked bare-handed, each strike carrying enough force to twist steel.
Under his relentless onslaught—
The Iron Armor's shell began to crack, sparks flying as the once-imposing suit turned battered and broken.
Meanwhile, Jiang Feng—
Had only a light sweat on his forehead, and slight redness where he was hit. A brief rest was all he needed to recover completely.
"Stop. That's enough for today."
Seeing the armor about to fall apart, Jiang Feng raised his hand, and the obedient Linglong came to a halt.
With a wave—
The broken Iron Armor was stored into his backpack, vanishing from sight.
Then—
Jiang Feng fell into brief silence.
After some thought, he took a pistol out of the backpack.
Having tested himself in close combat against the armor, he now wanted to see how his body would fare against a firearm.
He turned the gun in his hands, studying himself from different angles before finally aiming it at his own calf.
"This shouldn't be too bad. Even if I get hurt, with my current physique, I should heal quickly."
Muttering to himself, Jiang Feng pulled the trigger decisively.
Bang!
Gunfire rang out.
Jiang Feng grunted instinctively as a sharp pain shot through his leg—like being stung by a venomous wasp.
Looking down—
The skin on his calf had been pierced, a tiny bullet hole oozing blood, the surrounding flesh slightly torn.
Yet miraculously—
Within seconds, the bleeding stopped.
The wound began to heal before his eyes, leaving behind only a faint red mark.
Two rounds of enhancements—
Had given him not only immense physical power but also extraordinary healing ability. Ordinary wounds could now fully recover within minutes.
Jiang Feng thoughtfully rubbed the healing scar—
He had already made a judgment.
Small-caliber firearms would only cause superficial injuries to him.¹
But when it came to more powerful rifles, the bullets might still pierce deeper into muscle tissue.
Thinking this—
He sighed softly and muttered to himself:
"Using just my body to fight a full army? Still far from that. Looks like I'll have to rely on gear for now."²
Jiang Feng got dressed again and disappeared from the ruins of the abandoned factory, heading toward downtown New York.
With the super soldier serum in hand, he still had many more tasks to complete.
The Marvel Universe held endless opportunities.
Even within just the MCU, there were plenty of treasures worth Jiang Feng's attention.