Tokyo Wrestler

He was made to vomit by Sett's punch, and his face, no longer contorted with greed, turned to astonishment:

Why can you see me?

Logically speaking, once the shadow clone is dealt with by chance and everything around returns to normal, shouldn't a normal person lower their guard? Then be ambushed and killed instantly, having a good meal—this trick has worked for him time and time again.

But he never expected that Sett would not only remain vigilant, but would also be able to keenly sense his presence again.

Because... no experience points were gained... Sett didn't have the leisure to chat with someone who had 200 experience points. He maintained his boxing stance and activated "Unwavering Invincibility".

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A pale golden, illusory bell surrounded Sett, and gold paint flowed across his body, enhancing his defense and granting him a 40% damage saving percentage.

Based on the sensation of the punch he had just received, Sett understood that the gaunt superhuman in front of him was the real Sett.

therefore...

The battle will be over in three minutes!

Sett activated his passive ability, and his unsportsmanlike right fist whizzed towards the face of the skinny superhuman!

The gaunt superhuman glanced at Sett's golden body.

The shock in his eyes vanished instantly, and he no longer cared about Sett's fist.

Level 2!

It's just a level 2 monk? That scared me! I thought he'd be much stronger. Level 2 attack, and he couldn't even break my defense...

boom! !

The fist landed, and a molar flew!

The gaunt superhuman was punched so hard he was practically a meme, spitting everywhere, his head buzzing, and the excruciating pain in his cheek leaving only one thought in his mind:

This is an attack that a level 2 monk could possibly inflict?!

Sett was completely unaware of the other person's various ulterior motives.

He felt that his opponent was utterly trash, even inferior to Okazawa.

Is this all the ability users have? Seeing that the power of subjugation had cooled down, Sett activated it again and punched the skinny ability user's head twice more!

Such a series of attacks.

Even a god would find it difficult to withstand; the gaunt superhuman's facial bones shattered instantly, blood spurted out, and he collapsed on the spot.

Still no experience points... Sett glanced at his personal panel. His many experiences in underground boxing rings had instilled in him a good habit of finishing off opponents. He immediately bent down, lowered his center of gravity, and continued to punch the skinny superhuman who was lying on the ground!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang! !

If the torrential rain of punches were in a manga featuring Araki's storyline, it would inevitably be accompanied by countless shouts of "Muda Muda!"

Gradually.

Looking at the crater he had punched.

Sett felt something was off.

Still no experience points received!

He stopped punching, stared intently, and discovered that the gaunt superhuman beneath him, who had been blasted into pieces, was gradually turning black, his pale skin completely enveloped by the deep black.

Oh no! Sett jumped up.

But it was too late!

The gaunt superhuman appeared behind Sett at some unknown time, its sharp teeth and shark-like jaws suddenly attacking, biting hard into Sett's shoulder.

Despite his invulnerability, the bite still broke through Sett's skin, causing bright red blood to gush out, and a chunk of flesh was torn off!

Sett, in pain, spun back and elbowed her.

call out!

But his attack missed its mark, and the wiry superhuman who had succeeded quickly distanced himself from Sett.

At this moment, the corners of the other person's pale mouth were covered with bright red blood.

He swallowed the flesh and blood in his mouth with relish, his eyes gleaming as he exclaimed, "What wonderful flesh and blood! After being sealed here for so many days, I've finally had such a delicious meal again!"

Sett touched the throbbing wound on his shoulder, sensing that it was healing at a clearly visible pace in data-driven mode.

He then turned his gaze back to the thin, superhuman in front of him.

The other person's cheeks were still deformed, and there was obvious redness and swelling on their pale face.

This shows that Sett's three punches that broke his face were effective.

So... it must have been after it fell to the ground that the thing that looked like this black shadow changed positions... Sett glanced back at the "corpse" in the pit, which had now completely turned into a black shadow, exactly the same as the one that Sett had initially destroyed.

Seeing Sett's gaze, the gaunt superhuman stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, saying:

"Thinking about what's going on? Heh, let me tell you!"

The voice just fell.

The dark figures inside the pit, and the dark figures hidden behind the surrounding tree trunks, all sprang out... a total of nine completely black clones, surrounding Sett completely.

The gaunt superhuman also entered, his body similarly beginning to darken...

It quickly became indistinguishable from its surrounding clones, making it difficult to discern the true form from its appearance.

Ten mouths opening simultaneously, like a 3D surround sound system:

"This is my superpower, I call it 'Shadow Clone'... Now, enjoy the pleasure of being devoured by ten mouths!!"

Ten shadow clones pounced on Sett at once!

Despite being surrounded, Sett remained completely calm. He used his agile footwork to get up again, and with the data-driven recovery, the golden-painted skin on his shoulder was completely unharmed.

Then he found a shadow clone and unleashed a barrage of attacks!

Whoosh! Bang bang bang bang!

After it is blown up like a balloon again.

Sett moved with agile footwork, easily weaving through the pile of shadow clones. No matter how hard the slender ability user tried, he couldn't touch him.

Sett continued to target other shadow clones, repeating the same method!

Try to outmaneuver me, who possesses both data-driven thinking and a beastly heart?

I'm going to take on ten of them!

...

"Captain, according to the spiritual artifact's detection results, the level of the superhuman inside is at least... Level 3!"

The taciturn, highly skilled master, Kazumitsu Kameda, glanced at the wrist computer and gave a reminder to Yumuri Ito, who was running in front of him with a sword in her hand.

As he detected a sudden increase in the signal from the superhuman in the woods, which allowed him to pinpoint their location, and at the same time, a series of thuds were heard from within the woods, they immediately assumed that someone had mistakenly entered and provoked the superhuman to take action.

Without hesitation, the entire team, led by Ito Yumuri, rushed to rescue the people.

The flat-chested little witch behind, who had short legs but ran extremely fast, instinctively shivered upon hearing that he was a "Level 3 Ability User".

Whether one is a cultivator or a person with supernatural abilities, level is of utmost importance.

This is especially true for those with superpowers.

As a person with superpowers uses their abilities more often, they will inevitably go insane, but the strength of their abilities and their own level will continuously increase.

In particular, as the level increases, the various stats of the superhuman, such as physical functions and skin defense, will also improve.

In other words.

If you send a flat-chested little witch to fight a level 3 superhuman.

As a level 2 Shinto priestess, she currently possesses only four priestess abilities: "purification, healing, blessing reduction, and blessing."

Therefore, even if a level 3 ability user doesn't use their abilities, she might not be able to break through the opponent's defense.

The difference is quite obvious; this is a genuine case of hierarchical suppression.

Therefore, although superhumans are a group of short-lived madmen, most superhumans will completely self-destruct within six months to a year after awakening their superpowers, turning into beasts that have lost their humanity and reason.

However, it must be said that the other side is indeed a very well-rounded entity.

Combined with their strange and unusual superpowers, those below level 4 are almost no match for superpowered individuals.

Thinking of this, the flat-chested little witch couldn't help but raise her head.

Looking at Ito Yumuri, who, despite her slender build, had run fearlessly to the front of the line.

Despite her young age, quiet demeanor, and perpetually aloofness, Ito Yumuri is the one who brings the most peace of mind to the flat-chested little shrine maiden during every mission!

Who cares what level of superhuman he is? All I need to do is follow behind the captain, help him heal, and assist him in battle... the flat-chested little witch thought.

Not long after.

The three members of Ito's team then crossed the woods and arrived at the "center of the battlefield" where the signal was strongest.

Ito Yumuri, who was walking at the front, slowed down first. Her delicate hand rested skillfully on the hilt of her snow-white samurai sword, and her cool eyes stared ahead as she walked cautiously.

Kazumitsu Kameda followed closely behind, glancing at the screen of his wrist computer.

The flat-chested little witch moved just as quickly, already channeling her spiritual power to "bless" the three of them. A pale white halo rippled outwards, enveloping the three of them.