Chapter 48

The boy from another world named Jia Ji took a deep breath. The thick, bloody stench radiating from these mercenaries, mixed with their chaotic shouting, impatiently drilled into his brain, stimulating his nerves and causing this body to begin to awaken.

The mercenaries, who had been poised for action and fully prepared to attack, discovered at the very first moment of their encirclement that their target had vanished into thin air.

"Ahahahahaha!!"

An index finger, coming from who knows where, shattered a hardened blade, pierced straight into the attacker's throat, pulled out quickly after drawing a trace of blood, and immediately sought the next target.

"Atah!"

With another strange cry, that finger pierced through leather armor, poked the center of the second man's chest, and then, without the slightest hesitation, struck the chin of a third thug from bottom to top. The ferocious finger force flipped the man over, spinning him into mid-air as his spine emitted a terrifying wail.

In the blink of an eye, the three who had charged the fastest and furthest were struck and screaming, especially the last one, who had actually been sent flying into the sky?!

That's right, "struck."

Because that super-fast speed, which left afterimages and exceeded dynamic capture, made it impossible for these small-fry to see what had actually happened.

This turn of events was unexpected by everyone, and they couldn't help but slow their pace by half a beat.

And it was this half-beat that caused them to have the most desperate thought and the most regretful idea of their lives—

That demonic figure appeared once more, but without a word, he strolled leisurely toward the crowd, while his right hand lightly snapped his fingers.

"Ta~"

A strange sound began to ring out.

At the same time, the secret points struck within the three men's bodies, as if activated by the snap of Jia Ji's right thumb and middle finger, began to run wild.

Two mercenaries, who had dropped their weapons due to the pain, clutched their necks and chests respectively, only to discover in a panic that something seemed to be breaking out of their bodies, expanding to three times their original size... No! Five times, ten times!

Like monsters stepping out of a horror theater, the two desperately tried to press down the deformed parts, but they couldn't do it at all. The moment they wanted to open their mouths to beg for help, their bloody teeth fell out row by row, rolling into their stomachs. Every companion whose eyes met their pleading gaze subconsciously took a step back.

Because their round eyeballs had almost completely bulged out of their sockets, connected only by a few thin threads of blood, which was incredibly horrifying.

And the last mercenary, who was tumbling in the sky, was the luckiest; his head was the first to expand, so he felt the least amount of pain.

"Boom!"

The skin of the three mercenaries, stretched to the limit, turned into fragments, and their flesh and blood exploded like fireworks, turning into a rain of blood that scattered in all directions.

The foul-smelling flesh, blood, and bones covered the ground, and the yellow, white, and red slurry flew directly onto the faces of every mercenary who had just been eager to kill the boy before them.

"Why, why did we have to provoke him!!"

A bloody half-section of intestine hung from the leader's helmet, and the foul odor kept rushing into his nasal cavity. He was so terrified by this shocking reality that his soul flew away.

"What on earth is this?!"

"What happened!"

Having removed his protective spiritual power, his body was spotless; Jia Ji didn't want to be covered in filth by "others."

He grinned as he looked at the remaining people.

Although these people were trembling at the knees and looked terrified, if they were allowed to escape, they would still commit many more murders in the future.

"Hmph, want to run?"

From the moment they decided to attack him, there was only one path left—

Death!

"Beidou Whirlwind Combo!"

The figure turned into a wild wind, blowing lightly past everyone's side. Ten fingers, like plucking chaotic strings, struck recklessly at every vibrant, life-filled torso, taking them to the world of death.

When Jia Ji stopped, he had already appeared in front of everyone, and behind him were a dozen "human statues" frozen in place.

The statues' bodies began to deform violently.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

First the head, then the chest, and finally the torso; not one escaped, all exploded, with internal organs, bone fragments, and flesh scattered all over the ground.

Tsk tsk.

What an exaggerated way to die.

Jia Ji, who had just pushed his experience count to twenty in one go, sighed inwardly. After all, human relationships were such troublesome things; either you kill none of them, or you kill them all.

Besides that, the secret point striking, which had worked surprisingly well on its first use, truly opened his eyes.

No wonder the Beidou fist artists, despite being able to beat people into meat patties with their fists or blow them to pieces with a light cannon, still went to such great lengths to create this method of killing via secret points.

It can only be said that the spectacle is truly excellent, possessing a beauty of "explosive scattering" in the literal sense, earning the reputation of "Human Body Explosion Fist" and the unanimous approval of the masses.

If Esdeath were here, how good that would be. Jia Ji, having just shown off his power, wanted to immediately throw out a casual line to the young girl: "It's just like snow in winter, nothing too special," and show off hard.

The death god fist art created to deter evil, the Beidou Divine Fist, which would be feared in times of peace, was just right for dealing with this scum.

Jia Ji picked up his large bundle and began to loot the corpses among the piles of weakling fragments that couldn't even be pieced together, showing none of the demeanor of a powerhouse who had just killed so many thieves.

After all, how can a person give up money for the sake of dignity?

Come to think of it, from the time he left the Beidou Dojo until now, he had still been a penniless pauper, relying entirely on Esdeath for his meals; he couldn't act tough even if he wanted to.

The newly established Assassination Classroom, although it had ready-made manpower and a venue, had no small daily expenses. At this very moment, it could only be maintained by relying on Oarberg's assets.

However, finding things in these dozen piles of pixels wasn't an easy task—he now especially wished he had a cheat for auto-looting and a portable space, so he could scrape up everything of value.

Just like materials on the roadside, as long as they were glowing, people couldn't help but want to pick them, even if they were all fashionable little pieces of trash that wouldn't be used even once in the future.

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【Da Mengshen: The first pot of gold in life, get! After going back, I can finally open a buffet at the fried chicken shop!】

【Forever Seventeen: You, your head is only full of fried chicken.】

【Yinyang Yan Jianzi: Break it, break it)*】

【Ice Queen: How did you get it?】

【Da Mengshen: It's a long story... Have you heard the story of "Beidou Journey"? In the 996th year of the Empire, a passing traveler passed by the local mercenary group...】

Afterwards, Esdeath made an important evaluation of the "White Wolf Tengu Mercenary Group's" attack behavior this time: there were still too few pictures.

A little description of the details of the Beidou Divine Fist, and it slipped out by the way. If everyone doesn't like it, I won't write it next time()

"Slowly withdrawing your fingertips is an aesthetic" — "First-Class Funeral" (Actually "First-Class Affair")

Weakling fragments — Powerhouse fragments (a low-quality vocabulary created by a sudden thought)

In the previous chapter, I accidentally wrote Inubashiri Momiji as Inubashiri Hua. Thank you all for correcting the error... A Touhou fan, what a failure o(╥﹏╥)o

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(End of this chapter)