Astral Apostle

Chapter 100: The Killer Under One’s Crotch (1)

In the lord’s house, the battle had already erupted.

Zhou Jing rushed forward, one blade protecting his body and the other stabbing towards the buzz-cut man.

Swoosh!

The sound of rushing wind was sharp and piercing.

At this moment, his speed, strength, and explosive power were even greater than before.

Because of his foundation, the power produced by his Second Enhancement was clearly stronger than that of a normal Second Enhancement Hunter.

However, the buzz-cut man’s expression did not change. Instead of advancing, he retreated. He did not use a weapon but instead met the attack with his bare hands.

The blade was as fast as lightning, heading straight for his heart.

Buzz Cut suddenly reached out with an equally astonishing speed. His five fingers turned into claws and accurately grabbed the blade.

Crrrring —

The blade slid across his fingers, but it did not cut off his palm. Instead, there was the jarring sound of metal rubbing against metal.

“Catching a blade barehanded?!”

Zhou Jing frowned and pulled hard. Although he was stronger than the other party and pulled the long saber back quite a distance, the blade was still tightly held in the hand of Buzz Cut.

Another saber slashed out and was similarly accurately blocked by the buzz cut man. His palm grabbed the blade halfway.

The two sabers and his hands froze in midair.

“Ha!”

The man suddenly exhaled and twisted his hands.

Pak! Pak!

The severely damaged double blades broke in the middle!

Without another word, Zhou Jing raised his leg and kicked.

Buzz Cut imitated his actions.

The two of them kicked each other at the same time.

Bang! Bang!

Zhou Jing felt a huge force coming at him, and he could not help but retreat, crashing into the wall.

With a bang, cracks spread out along the wall, and large clouds of dust fell.

Zhou Jing could feel a sharp pain in his stomach. It was unlike the sensation of being kicked by someone. Instead, there seemed to be a strange force drilling into his stomach and running through his internal organs.

He looked up at the man who had also been kicked by him.

After retreating six to seven steps, the other party stabilized his body in the lunging posture. His arms were wide open, one placed in front of him with the palm facing skyward while the other was behind him with the palm downward in a stance.

His clothes rustled before falling silent, as though a stream of air had passed through his body.

The palm that had just broken Zhou Jing’s two sabers only had a white mark and was completely uninjured.

Zhou Jing couldn’t help but look at the interface again at the Attributes results of Buzz Cut.

[Attributes: Physical Fitness 34, Resistance 36, Perception 24, Spirit 12, Energy 40 (Level 1 Max)]

At first glance, he looked average, and his Physical Fitness was even inferior to Zhou Jing’s Second Enhancement.

However, Zhou Jing had never seen the attribute of “Energy” on any hunter. This was the first person he had discovered who had this attribute and had even reached the limit of Level 1!

Because there was no reference object, Zhou Jing had never been clear about the actual performance of the “Energy” attribute.

However, he was sure of one thing. His resistance had reached 31 points, but he was far from being able to grab the blade without suffering any damage… With only a difference of 5 points of resistance between them, the change couldn’t be so big, right?

It was basically confirmed that his previous performance was related to the “Energy” attribute.

Although he had seen the attributes, he could only understand the other party’s specific abilities after fighting them.

A person’s true combat strength was not only based on their attributes. Their various skills and talents were the biggest difference.

In addition, such an attribute distribution… was not like that of a Mutant Blood Warrior!

Zhou Jing narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, Buzz Cut calmly spoke.

“Your body is good, but your skills are rough… Lie down and save me some trouble.”

Hearing this, Zhou Jing threw away the broken saber and took out the two spare long sabers. He suppressed the pain in his stomach and rushed forward again.

He did not ask any questions. Knowing that he would not get an answer, he did not waste his breath.

Activating Hunter’s Breath, Zhou Jing’s speed increased by a notch. His two blades clashed against each other, followed by a flurry of blade lights.

Shuashuashua —

The fast blades were connected, and the blade light attacked Buzz Cut from all angles.

Zhou Jing’s saber technique was straightforward, attacking the enemy’s vital points every time, but he was also careful not to let Buzz Cut grab his blade again.

Once the latter showed any signs of such an action, he would immediately change his saber path to a feint or retract his saber.

However, Buzz Cut’s movements were not slow either. His palms flew up and down, slapping, wiping, knocking, smoothing, shaking, grabbing, pushing, grabbing… His moves were dazzling and quite methodical.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

His palms were extremely tough as if they were made of metal. During the intense battle, he had clashed with the two sabers countless times.

The two of them fought and moved around the castle hall like a destructive hurricane. All kinds of furniture were swept into the battle and shattered into pieces.

Bang, bang, bang — the walls and the ground were soon also riddled with holes from their collision.

The 30-odd guards in the castle quickly retreated, not daring to continue surrounding them. They were afraid that they would be dragged into the battle between the two humanoid beasts. Even if the two of them were to casually brush past them, they would be severely injured.

After fighting for a while, Buzz Cut dodged a slash, and taking the opportunity, he punched out with his fist that was as hard as iron. The tip of his fist hit the side of the blade squarely.

Clang!

Half of the blade was sent flying!

The man took a short breath and quickly retracted his hand. With a twist, he wrapped his hands around the other blade and pushed it away. At the same time, he placed his palms on Zhou Jing’s chest. His movements were smooth and natural.

Peng!

Zhou Jing felt a sweetness in his throat as he staggered back.

Buzz Cut quickly followed up. He struck out with his palms one after another, and the ever-changing palm force smashed into Zhou Jing’s chest, producing muffled sounds with each hit.

However, his combo did not last long. Ross, who had no sense of existence, suddenly pounced from behind and stabbed the man in the back.

“Hmph.”

Buzz Cut sensed the strong wind behind him but only snorted coldly. He raised his leg and kicked Zhou Jing away, using the momentum to flip backward, causing Ross to miss his attack.

When he flipped over Ross’s head, he threw a punch.

Peng!

Ross’ head exploded like a watermelon.

The headless corpse fell to the ground and slid forward a distance.

The man landed on the ground and glanced at Ross, who had failed to ambush him and was killed by his punch. He snorted in derision.

“Heh, insignificant tricks. You really want to die.”

He didn’t even need to sense the aura to be sure that Ross was dead… After all, no one could survive without a head.

A First Enhancement Mutant Blood Warrior was as fragile as an ordinary person in his hands.

On the other side, Zhou Jing slammed into the wall and finally stopped his retreat. A mouthful of blood surged up, unable to be suppressed.

Pfft!

Zhou Jing spat out a mouthful of black blood, feeling as if his chest had collapsed.

A sense of loss of strength erupted from his injuries, sweeping through his limbs and bones, and his breathing became chaotic.

As his body’s genes collapsed, his injuries worsened. Zhou Jing could only stand upright by leaning against the wall. Even his [Tenacious] talent could no longer suppress the pain at this moment.

“Heh, that’s really impressive…”

Zhou Jing panted heavily, feeling the pain all over his body. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he revealed a strange smile.

After this exchange, he was basically certain that he was no match for this person.

In terms of pure combat strength, he could not defeat him head-on.

His wild attacks could not break through the other party’s steady defense, and the other party’s close-range attack was enhanced by some unknown energy. Its destructive power was much stronger than him, who only had Physical Fitness, and his technique far exceeded his.

He looked down at Ross’s body and looked at it silently for a few seconds. Then he tried his best to straighten up and point his knife at the man.

Although he did not speak, the man could still read him.

Seeing that Zhou Jing could not even stand steadily, Buzz Cut observed his injuries before shaking his head.

He had not held back at all just now, and it was likely that he had already shattered this hunter’s heart and lungs. It was basically a hopeless situation.

However, seeing Zhou Jing’s fighting spirit, the man still nodded, and as he casually spoke,

“Alright, I’ll personall send you off.”

As he spoke, he walked slowly towards Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing took a deep breath and held his breath, ignoring the pain all over his body.

[Thunder Strike]!

He took off the heavy saber on his back and threw it out forcefully. Then, he held the last long saber and rushed forward.

The heavy saber spun with a whistling sound, but it seemed to have missed.

The buzz-cut man’s expression did not change throughout his actions. He simply took a step to the side and dodged the heavy blade, allowing it to smash a huge hole in the wall with a loud bang.

Looking at Zhou Jing, who was getting fearlessly charging closer, the man stared dead at him as he secretly raised his energy and accumulated it in his arm.

He was prepared to use a storm of attacks to finish off Zhou Jing and resolve tonight’s trouble so that he could sleep early.

However, at this moment…

Puchi!

Buzz Cut suddenly felt a sharp pain in his crotch, and a sense of exhaustion instantly swept through his entire body.

He looked down in confusion, his pupils trembling.

When he was dodging the heavy blade just now, his side step had brought him right beside Ross’ headless corpse.

Of course, a corpse would not cause any trouble.

But at this moment, Buzz Cut could hardly believe his eyes.

What was going on? This person’s head grew back?!

The supposedly headless corpse was actually alive and kicking again!

Ross was expressionless as he held the dagger and stabbed it between his legs!

“Ah———”

The sudden change caught him off guard.

He did not even have time to think about what was going on. The pain that exceeded the limit instantly occupied his mind, and he let out a miserable scream.

The man’s vital points were severely injured, and his strength instantly disappeared.

At this moment, Zhou Jing had already pounced in front of him and brought up his saber.

Pssh!

The blade came out through his back.

It pierced through his heart!

Buzz Cut’s eyes widened as he stared at Zhou Jing in disbelief.

The next moment, he let out a furious roar.

“Ah!”

With him as the epicenter, a wave of force erupted!

In his extreme anger, he attacked with hatred. His palms carried the force of a thunderbolt as they heavily struck Zhou Jing’s chest and abdomen.

Peng!

Zhou Jing flew out like a cannonball, spraying black blood along the way.

He smashed a wall and was buried in the gravel and debris.

Meanwhile, Buzz Cut looked at Ross with bloodshot eyes.

Ross’ face, however, remained expressionless. He still held the dagger in his groin and even exerted more force to twist it around repeatedly.

Pang!!

In a bid of fury, Buzz Cut smashed Ross’s head in.

Immediately after, a storm of palms descended, smashing Ross’s body into pieces.

His face was twisted in pain. He couldn’t even breathe at this point.

He held the saber in his chest tightly and dragged his bloody crotch to the pile of rubble that buried Zhou Jing.

Suddenly, with a bang, the rubble exploded!

The stones scattered in all directions. Zhou Jing suddenly jumped out and punched the man’s throat!

Crack!

His windpipe snapped from the force.

The man was powerless to dodge—or rather, he had no intention of dodging anymore.

He ignored the fist that hit his throat and slapped Zhou Jing’s head.

Zhou Jing only had time to turn his head slightly before a tearing pain came from his chin.

Pak!

Half of a bloody jawbone flew out.

Zhou Jing’s eyes were fierce, and he did not care about the screaming from his nerves being pulled. He held the saber in the man’s chest with both hands and twisted it.

Feeling the excruciating pain, his eyes widened angrily as he glared straight at Zhou Jing. He tried his best to raise his hand, wanting to kill the enemy in front of him.

However, the heavy injury in his heart caused his remaining strength to drain along with his blood.

With a plop, Buzz Cut finally couldn’t support his body anymore and collapsed to the ground.

Zhou Jing pressed his hands on the hilt of his saber to support his standing posture.

One horizontal, one vertical.

“You… uh…”

The man opened his mouth to say something.

However, the blood that gushed out of his mouth made him unable to speak a complete sentence.

As he stared blankly at the ceiling, his eyes gradually turned gray, and he died with remaining grievances.

He had never thought that he would die here, at the hands of a bumpkin native.

At the same time, Zhou Jing’s interface flashed.

[Executed Alien Lifeform]

[Absorbing the other party’s natural accumulation of Astral Power…]

[You have obtained 3630 Astral Points, 28 Information State Particles.]

Zhou Jing had no time to care about the interface. He pulled out the long saber from the buzz-cut man’s corpse and looked up at Lutt, whose expression had changed drastically on the second floor.

Thud, thud, thud…

At this moment, dense footsteps approached.

A group of hunters ran over. Seeing this scene, they were all stunned.