Indeed, before Logan time-traveled, back when he was still called Luo Xiu, he was born into a family of martial arts, and since childhood, he was trained by Grandpa to master formidable martial arts such as Baji, Bagua, and Xingyi.
Although not yet at the pinnacle of perfection, he could be considered to have crossed the threshold.
If he had been born in ancient times of the Celestial Empire, relying on his exceptional martial arts to secure noble titles for his wife and children would not have been a problem.
It was just a pity that he was born in the modern era, where weapons were stored in the armories and horses were released to the mountains—a time of peace.
Traditional martial arts were declining day by day, leaving no soil for them to survive.
Fortunately, Luo Xiu time-traveled and became Logan, otherwise all his martial arts would have had nowhere to be applied.
In his past life, he relied on his martial arts to stream live, specializing in dueling with various anti-counterfeiting bloggers to defend the reputation of traditional martial arts.
He had also given a severe beating to fraudulent traditional martial arts swindlers who deceived the world and stole a name, such as a certain Master Ma.
Afterwards, this fellow complained that he came to cheat and ambush him, a 69-year-old old comrade.
Had Logan seen blood before time-traveling?
Naturally, he had.
He had even assisted the Armed Police in capturing drug traffickers, seen weapons, and witnessed dead people.
This was also why he felt not the slightest psychological burden when killing these guards.
With his foundation in traditional martial arts, combined with the original body’s physique and abilities, it was like adding wings to a tiger.
This was also the reason why Ororo and Jean were astonished at why his change was so drastic.
Soon, under Logan’s suppression by force, Ororo’s weather manipulation, and Jean’s telepathic assistance, the three of them arrived outside the heavy experimental gate.
At this moment, the surveillance camera on the gate aimed at the three of them, and the broadcasting equipment on the door emitted Stryker’s voice: “Logan, I did not expect it to actually be you. How long has it been since we last met? Thirty years?”
“William, at a time like this, there is no need to reminisce, right?” Logan rubbed his claws and used the residual heat to light a cigar, saying coldly, “Are you going to release those children, or should I go in and drag them out myself?”
“Logan, oh Logan, you are always so impatient.” Stryker chuckled, his tone relaxed, “Do you think that just with the three of you, you can rescue those children? You have no idea what I have done these past thirty years.”
Logan raised an eyebrow, unable to figure out where Stryker got his confidence from.
Mastermind Jason?
Lady Deathstrike Yuriko Oyama?
He could not be bothered to talk nonsense with the other party either, popping his steel claws and slashing right at the lock of the gate.
The heavy gate was slowly pushed open.
What came into view for the three of them was an Asian woman dressed in a black combat suit that wrapped around her exquisite figure, pushing a wheelchair on which sat a man who looked foolish and dazed.
As expected, Mastermind and Lady Deathstrike.
Logan bit the cigar to the other side and whispered to Jean, “That man who looks like he has senile dementia has the ability to create near-real illusions; watch out for his mental intrusion and sensory manipulation. Ororo, use your abilities to coordinate with Jean; as long as this guy’s limbs suffer physical damage, his ability will be interrupted. As for that woman, leave her to me.”
Hearing this, although the two women were surprised at why Logan knew the other party’s abilities so well, they did not ask much, because now was not the time to ask such questions.
The next moment, Logan hooked his fingers at Yuriko Oyama.
The latter raised an eyebrow, and the fingernails on both hands instantly elongated into claws, the metallic reflection indicating that her claws were also made of Adamantium.
Logan closed in and pressed forward.
Adamantium colliding with Adamantium sent sparks flying everywhere.
The opponent also possessed a healing factor, so the combat style when the two fought was basically trading injuries for injuries.
However, with the bonus of traditional martial arts and the enhancement of Beast-level strength, Logan was in a state of nearly suppressing Lady Deathstrike.
He was well aware that the other party’s healing ability simply could not compare to his most orthodox super healing factor; once the upper limit of her healing was breached, her body would inevitably collapse on its own.
On the other side, Jean and Jason fell into a mental contest, and blood began to ooze from both of their noses.
Keeping Logan’s instructions in mind, Ororo used her ability to transform the air into cumulus clouds and released a small ice storm to sweep over Jason.
Disturbed by external forces, Jason’s ability collapsed on its own and he was defeated and controlled by Jean.
The battle on Logan’s side had also reached its end.
With a move of Fierce Tiger Hard Climbs the Mountain, he caused the opponent to be briefly dazed, and then slashed off her head with a claw.
At that very moment, a prompt suddenly popped up in his mind.
‘Detected enemy killed dropped x-factor, absorb or not?’
Golden Finger?!
Without time to think further, Logan immediately chose yes.
The next second, an intangible power surged into his body, and he felt that his super healing factor and Adamantium metal skeleton had been strengthened to a certain extent.
To verify that he was not hallucinating, he walked over to Jason and pierced his neck with his steel claws, and the prompt sounded again.
‘Detected enemy killed dropped x-factor, absorb or not?’
Suppressing his excitement without showing his emotions, Logan chose yes.
After that, he acquired Jason’s mental illusion ability, with the additional abilities of mental intrusion and sensory manipulation inherent to the power itself.
Although the ability was still only at the lowest Epsilon-class, as long as he absorbed enough x-factor in the future, the ability would gradually upgrade up to Omega-level.
Once he absorbed enough abilities, would that mean he would become omnipotent like Apocalypse?
Thinking of this, Logan suddenly felt that it seemed he did not necessarily have to slack off.
Having solved Mastermind and Lady Deathstrike, Stryker also made no further moves.
The three of them came to the laboratory where the children were locked up and broke through the door.
“Kitty, Bob, Warren…”
“Teacher Jean, Teacher Ororo.”
The children, who had been frightened for days, excitedly swarmed around, while casting curious glances at Logan by their side.
Logan could not be bothered to deal with children and turned to walk outside.
He was going to find Stryker and wipe this guy out, lest this fellow turn around and put a bounty on him, ruining the job he had managed to find with difficulty.
Along the way through the doors, Logan found Stryker, who was preparing to leave surrounded by several guards.
When they saw Logan, they raised their guns without hesitation.
But the next moment, their gazes became blank and dull.
Seeing this scene, Stryker’s expression changed drastically: “You…”
Before he could finish speaking, Logan had already grabbed him by the neck, forcing him to swallow back the rest of his words: “We are old friends, so I will show mercy and not make things bloody.”
With that, amidst Stryker’s terrified gaze, he snapped his neck with a twist.
Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Logan smiled and waved his hand, whereupon the controlled guards all raised their guns and committed suicide.
Looking at this scene, he could not help but deepen his smile.
Not bad at all, this trip was definitely worth it.
Originally, he had made up his mind not to get involved in these matters, but now it seemed there was a reason he had to participate.
If possible, who would not want to be able to gallop willfully and freely across this Universe?
To be able to say to anyone that I do not eat beef?
The upper limit that could be seen at a glance previously left him with no motivation to continue striving.
But the arrival of the golden finger allowed him to see hope.