Infinity, The Arcade Age-Chapter 404: The NESTS Combat Suit!

The NESTS Combat Suit, also known as the High-Tech Battle Suit, is one of the countless projects under the NESTS organization—and undoubtedly its most successful.

Equipped with advanced AI software, the battle suit can meticulously record and analyze an enemy's fighting style. It also comes preloaded with extensive combat data from numerous martial artists.

Based on this data, the suit can simulate corresponding fighting techniques on its own, assisting the wearer in defeating their opponent.

The highest-tier battle suits are so powerful that they can allow an ordinary person to defeat a top-tier martial artist head-on!

While the suit worn by NESTS Unit No. 19 wasn't the absolute highest level, it was still a rare and second-tier model.

Now that he had confirmed all the data on Qin Ming, the suit on No. 19 lit up, and he instantly accelerated, charging straight at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming casually flicked a blood blade slash to test the waters, but No. 19 dodged it with ease by simply sidestepping.

Not only that—while dodging, he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, making an agile leap that avoided the blood projectile returning from behind.

Seizing the opportunity to close in, No. 19 gave a sharp flick of his skirt hem—the specialized blade-lined combat skirt on the suit whirred to life.

NESTS Cyclone Fist—Wind-Cutting Swallow Strike!

He spun as he advanced, closing in while rotating.

The spinning skirt, its blade-laced hem forming a continuous arc, resembled a high-speed circular saw, attacking in an unbroken barrage.

Every time Qin Ming raised a hand to block and tried to counter, No. 19 would anticipate the move and change his tactic just in time, interrupting Qin Ming's skills mid-execution.

The NESTS Combat Suit greatly enhanced No. 19's base stats, and the internal combat data made him fight like a martial arts master.

But that wasn't the most terrifying part—the real horror of the suit was its ability to see through an opponent!

Everyone has their own habits—whether they're an ordinary person or a martial arts expert.

In everyday life, in conversations, and even in combat, people unconsciously display habitual micro-movements.

These instinctive little gestures might be unnoticed even by the person themselves—but the suit detects them with pinpoint accuracy.

By analyzing these pre-attack micro-movements or charging gestures, the suit can predict exactly what move the enemy is about to make and cut it off before it starts.

That is the true terror of the NESTS Combat Suit!

After having more than a dozen of his moves preemptively interrupted, Qin Ming was seriously irritated by No. 19's unique fighting style.

It was like sneezing—you're just about to release it, and someone suddenly sticks a finger up your nose. Not particularly damaging, but utterly infuriating.

Facing No. 19 was like fighting someone with cheat codes—he could read Qin Ming's move commands in advance!

But while Qin Ming was getting frustrated, No. 19—engaged in close combat—was secretly shocked.

He realized that Qin Ming's fundamentals were ridiculously solid! His prized battle suit couldn't suppress him!

Sure, the suit could predict Qin Ming's moves and counter them—but the problem was that Qin Ming was using standard military boxing, a style so common it was practically everywhere!

Military boxing, at its core, is all about mastering the basics—no tricks, just skill and repetition.

Blocking, countering, bursts of speed, grappling—just a handful of techniques. Qin Ming's strikes were direct and unflashy, nothing fancy at all.

But it was precisely this no-frills, brute-force style that completely countered the NESTS Combat Suit!

No finishing moves meant no openings. No openings meant no chances to counter!

Qin Ming fluidly switched from attack to defense and back again. His movements were seamless, like flowing water.

He and No. 19 were now trading blows evenly—purely relying on fundamental techniques. It looked like two military boxing trainees sparring—neither able to overpower the other.

But the problem was: Qin Ming had stamina for days. No. 19's suit, on the other hand, had a battery limit.

Realizing that this was a losing game—if the fight dragged on, he'd get worn down before he even broke through Qin Ming's defenses—No. 19's face darkened. Without hesitation, he switched combat modes.

Instead of targeting based on opponent-specific data, he activated the suit's internal combat profiles, mimicking other fighters' styles!

King's Muay Thai! Kim Kaphwan's Taekwondo! Chin Gentsai's Ancient Fist Style! Even Kyokugen Karate from the Kyokugen School!

The suit's core went into overdrive as No. 19 rapidly cycled through dozens of martial arts, attempting to overpower Qin Ming with sheer variety.

He switched through over twenty styles in a single breath—and each one looked flawless, performed like a seasoned master! He was like a living martial arts encyclopedia, bursting with momentum!

...And then he realized—he was getting beat even worse.

Qin Ming, noticing he couldn't keep up with the tempo changes, simply stopped trying to match fists—and started trading blows instead!

He took hits on purpose just to get close, and then launched full-on brute-force barrages!

Watching Qin Ming eat attacks and charge in, swinging his fists like a madman, bashing him in the head repeatedly—

The battle suit's core was running so hot it was literally smoking, and No. 19's brain was in a daze. His movements became chaotic and disjointed.

His own instincts clashed with the combat suit's programming! Faced with Qin Ming's reckless bull-rush tactics, he wanted to dodge—

But the suit insisted it was a good moment to counter!

If he listened to the suit, he'd take a beating.

If he didn't listen to it—he had no idea how to fight back!

Dizzy and flustered, trying everything from grappling to counter-techniques, but with no effect—No. 19 was finally grabbed in a bear hug by Qin Ming and slammed straight into a wall with a thunderous crash, smashing clean through it.

The two of them continued to sprint rapidly, crashing through wall after wall until they finally came to a stop several hundred meters away.

The NESTS Combat Suit worn by No. 19 was still not the highest-tier model, meaning its core AI processing power had its limits.

It could analyze various martial arts styles and adapt accordingly, even simulating them accurately. But the upper limit of its simulation capabilities was only at B-tier.

In other words, it was a combat suit that could give anyone wearing it the ability to instantly use numerous B-tier fighting techniques!

Against opponents with the same tier of combat skills, it could quickly identify weaknesses and exploit them.

However, if the opponent's martial arts skills were too advanced or their basic stats too powerful, the suit would be unable to keep up.

At this moment, it was struggling against Qin Ming. No matter what style No. 19 switched to, Qin Ming's A-tier military boxing was powerful enough to knock him around.

In terms of basic stats, No. 19 couldn't do anything to Qin Ming.

It was like a Swiss army knife facing off against a sledgehammer! No matter how many tricks the suit could pull, it simply couldn't overpower Qin Ming.

With another deafening crash, the two broke through the wall again, slamming into the opposite side.

Qin Ming, with both hands around No. 19's neck, lifted him off the ground and slammed him against the wall, shaking him violently.

As No. 19's head banged against the wall, he struggled to fight back. But no matter how his combat suit wielded the chain blades, Qin Ming remained unfazed.

Qin Ming neither blocked nor dodged. He just kept forcefully holding No. 19's neck, showing a clear willingness to fight to the death.

Against such a raw, no-technique style, even the most advanced combat suit was powerless.

After all, Qin Ming wasn't even using martial arts! How could the suit counter him?

No. 19's eyes bulged in disbelief, his legs kicking wildly as his tongue nearly lolled out.

Frantically, he raised his hands, trying to strike Qin Ming's muscular arm. As he panicked and turned his head, he unexpectedly saw someone in the nearby room.

That person was Angel, the strongest fighter in the base. She was supposed to have responded to the call for reinforcements, but had never shown up. Now, she was sitting on the bed, casually holding a knife and fork.

She was wearing a cropped shirt, her white short hair framing her face as she sat on the bed. On the table before her was a steak and a bottle of red wine, accompanied by a romantic red candle.

As No. 19 was being choked against the wall, his eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of Angel casually enjoying her meal.

Not expecting the two to crash through the wall, Angel stared at them in shock, still holding her knife and fork.

Even Qin Ming, who had been fiercely squeezing No. 19's neck in an attempt to choke him to death, noticed Angel and turned to look at her, equally stunned.

The room fell silent as the three of them stared at each other for a full four to five seconds.

Finally, it was No. 19 who snapped out of his shock, letting out a loud scream.

"Angel! What are you doing?! Why are you just sitting there watching?! Hurry up and kill him! Now!"

Hearing this, Qin Ming also snapped back to reality and, once again, began violently shaking No. 19 by his neck.

"You still dare to shake me? I'll kill you first!"

Seeing the two begin to fight once more, Angel, sitting on the bed, shivered in fear.

But she quickly recovered, jumped up from the bed, and grabbed the edge of the table. Holding onto her steak and red wine, she scurried into the next room.

As she fled, No. 19's eyes almost popped out of his head in frustration, and he couldn't help but scream in disbelief.

"Angel!!!"

Before No. 19's scream had even faded, Qin Ming, who was still choking him, immediately gave a response.

He raised his arm and slapped No. 19 hard across the face, knocking out several of his teeth, effectively shutting him up.

With blood filling his mouth, No. 19's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The next moment, the chest core of his NESTS Combat Suit lit up.

"Kid! If I die, you won't live either! Take this! White Luo Annihilation!"

With a loud hum, the core of the suit began to glow brightly, reaching its maximum capacity.

The final, unfinished killing move of the NESTS Combat Suit was forced into activation by No. 19!

From the core at the chest, a violent gust of wind formed instantly, resembling the function of a black hole, as the White Luo Annihilation technique was fully activated!

Feeling a sharp pain in his arm, Qin Ming saw his arm being sliced open with multiple wounds. He immediately pulled back in shock.

Looking at No. 19, whose chest was surrounded by swirling black air, and with a grotesque expression, he charged straight at Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's eyes suddenly flashed red. The next second, he raised his arm high, and a blood orb formed in his palm. He began spinning the blood at high speed, creating a red vortex!

"Blood Luo Annihilation!"

Blood clashed with black hole power. The two swirling vortices collided with each other!

The next moment, a shrill scream rang out!

Qin Ming, who had been directly hit by the original White Luo Annihilation, had countless cuts all over his body, looking horribly wounded.

But he was still better off, for No. 19, hit by the counterfeit White Luo Annihilation, lost large chunks of flesh as his body was shredded!

The blood and meat mixed together, spiraling into the blood orb, only to be flung out again, transforming into blood blades that enhanced the power even further!

Qin Ming only took damage from the original killing move. But No. 19, hit by the counter move, was skinned alive in that instant!

(End of Chapter)