Sun Mengmeng frowned. 

"Are you finished? If so, fight me! Our captain has commanded us to be as low-profile as possible, so I hope you'll cooperate and make some splashy moves. Don't worry, my archery's extremely precise, and I'll make sure you'll slump over without even realizing it," Sun Mengmeng promised, glancing at her opponent as though he were a clown.

"You—I see that Team Zenith's as arrogant as expected! Why, I—" Genetic energy circulated through Farrell's body, but he was interrupted by an even more terrifying burst of genetic energy. A ball of purple flame flew toward him, and that was the last thing he saw.

With a gigantic explosion, Farrell fell to the ground like an ancient tree that had just been struck by lightning.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I told you you'd keel...