So what exactly did he gain, and what did he experience in these eight months?

Heavy mysteries loomed over everyone’s hearts like a mist.

However, at the same time,

on the battlefield.

After a fighter jet was destroyed, Wang Ye’s movements did not stop. Seeing that the fighter beneath him had completely lost its combat capability, he stomped hard on the back of the jet again, collapsing the metal surface. The instantaneous thrust of nearly a hundred tons propelled him like a rocket towards another fighter jet five hundred meters away.

His body, filled with the aesthetic of violence, traced a parabolic arc through the air,

and this leap route, meticulously planned by his brain, allowed him to land precisely on the tail of another jet.

Sizzling!!! The friction between the chromed, bone-spiked soles of his feet and the jet’s stealth coating sparked and arced violently. He continued aggressively, thrusting his right arm into the fuselage, grabbing the innermost bolts and wires, and ripping them apart relentlessly.

Roaring explosions continued to burst in the air, and the remaining five jets immediately reacted, beginning to probe the direction of the sound,

but upon seeing Wang Ye violently destroying the tail fin on the back of the jet, all the pilots froze,

What’s going on?

How did Wang Ye suddenly appear five hundred meters up in the air?

And why is he crazily tearing at the jet’s shell?

It’s important to note that Wang Ye’s body is only 1.9 meters, while the J-20 is twenty meters long,

Compared to the J-20, Wang Ye is as small as an ant.

Yet this small Wang Ye easily tears the whole J-20 apart with both hands.

The visual impact is unimaginable unless seen with one’s own eyes.

Even the well-trained pilots couldn’t help but shrink their heads in shock.

This is terrifying...

The pilots quickly communicated using their devices, "This is bad, the tail fin of number 07 has been shredded, and number 05 has lost contact, probably suffering the same fate as 07..."

"How did he get here? Wasn’t he hit by the bomb earlier?"

"Obviously, he escaped the explosion’s range before the bomb hit, and he sneaked up on us while the black smoke was swirling, using some method to rise up to five hundred meters high and dismantle two of our teammates."

"So what do we do next?"

"Retreat, Wang Ye is extremely dangerous, we need to immediately put at least three kilometers between us and him. Moreover, in the subsequent battle, if Wang Ye moves out of our detection range, immediately increase flight altitude to above a thousand meters to prevent him from getting close again."

"Roger!"

The highly skilled pilots immediately controlled their jets to reach maximum speed, almost three times the speed of sound at 2.9 Mach, instantly putting several kilometers between themselves and Wang Ye.

And appropriately increasing their flight altitude to about seven hundred meters,

This maintains a balance that is neither too high nor too easy for Wang Ye to close in on.

During the time they were not paying attention, two fighter jets had already been downed, meaning Wang Ye somehow climbed five hundred meters high and consecutively destroyed two jets with his bare hands.

Although they were unclear on the method, based on known circumstances, they speculated that Wang Ye possessed some capability to move freely in the air, easily traversing within a kilometer range without a landing point.

Furthermore, with Wang Ye’s strength and physical toughness, he already had the capability to destroy jets with his bare hands, posing a threat equal to or even beyond that of air-to-air missiles. If he got close, he would almost certainly destroy on contact, rendering the jet combat incapable.

So, distancing, gaining altitude, and finding opportunities to attack Wang Ye,

are their only viable tactics now.

But so far, five fighter jets have already been "sacrificed".

Moreover, the combat strength Wang Ye displayed is increasingly astonishing, and nobody knows if he is still hiding any abilities.

Therefore, in their eyes, the probability of winning this battle is very low, almost no chance of defeating Wang Ye,

yet they have not given up fighting, because their task in this exercise is to force out Wang Ye’s trump card and potential as much as possible, with the best outcome being victory.

At this moment.

Wang Ye, who had shredded the second jet,

already had his cheeks covered with countless smoke and black machine oil.

Making him appear even more terrifying,

he stood on the rapidly falling jet, glancing around.

Yet saw no trace of the remaining five fighter jets.

"So they’ve fled..." Wang Ye murmured softly, without the slightest fear of the current free-fall, "With five jets left, what method should I use to defeat the remaining five?"

His abilities like Flying, Laser Eyes, and Palm Nuclear Fusion, he did not plan to reveal so early, so his winning capabilities were left to pure strength and speed.

"In that case, let’s fight."

Wang Ye raised his head, always yearning for this kind of all-out battle,

only such a battle can stimulate his senses, force out his potential, and allow his body to perform at full strength.

He leaped suddenly, breaking the sound barrier within 0.5 seconds, compressing the air into a milky white shock cone visually, and his body, initially falling to two hundred meters, instantly soared to over five hundred meters.

Wang Ye did not use a bit of Primordial Qi to float; just using pure power and speed, he carried out several consecutive air steps,

Each step emitted deafening echoes, creating splendid sonic boom clouds, just like the fireworks blooming in the sky during the New Year.

In a blink of an eye, he reached a height of over six hundred meters and closed the distance to three kilometers with the five jets.

But what greeted him was an overwhelming wave of missiles.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!!

The remaining five jets locked onto Wang Ye three kilometers away, quickly fired nearly ten short-range air-to-air missiles from the weapon bays. Countless missiles fell from beneath the five jets, spewing fierce flames to accelerate towards Wang Ye.

They didn’t preserve any ammunition, launching nearly ten short-range air-to-air missiles, for they knew if they didn’t go all out now, these weapons would eventually be wasted.

However, in Wang Ye’s eyes, the missile trails instantly decomposed into countless ballistic prediction lines, his brain, evolved to its peak, instantly calculated hundreds of evasion pathways,

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, stamped the air fiercely, his feet blooming with a mighty sonic boom cloud. Instead of dodging, he charged directly towards the nearly ten missiles.

The missiles continued accelerating mid-air, emitting supersonic piercing wails, the engines inside spitting high-temperature blue flames, the supersonic bodies disturbing the air to create concentric Mach cones.

Although they appeared to be mere slender rod-shaped missiles, the explosives inside were enough to blow up a building.

In just the blink of an eye, the distance between Wang Ye and the missiles reduced to a few hundred meters.

Wang Ye remained unflustered, his dynamic vision capturing the trembling frequency of the missile flames, his brain instantly calculating the probability paths of the nearly ten missiles ahead, refreshing the predicted paths every millisecond.

At the moment when the missiles were about to hit, he swung his right fist suddenly, tens of tons of force and several times the speed of sound punching out a vacuum cavity in the air, the fist peak creating a pressure differential on the missile’s side.

Boom!!!!

The missiles before him seemed to be nudged by a giant hand, deviating fifteen degrees to fly rightward.

Wang Ye immediately grabbed one missile’s vertical tailplane, his bicep exploding with terrifying force, forcefully swinging the missile in a curve towards the opposite direction of its target.

Meanwhile, two unaffected missiles brushed past Wang Ye’s sides, the supersonic shockwave scraping away his capillary network, but a new layer of keratin regenerated in an instant.