The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

The live stream room was also incredibly lively:

Ming Sao Yi Duo (Hua): "Your Sakura Empire's chosen ones are too shameless. Not only did they use Ganges Holy Water to ambush my Elegant Brother, but they also organized more than a dozen people to deal with him."

Sakura (Deep Well Ice): "Hahaha, the result doesn't matter, what matters is that we succeeded. That's Kikujiro's skill! The Bloody Gentlemen won't be able to keep jumping around for long!"

Disconnected City and Account Thief Warrior (China): "Hope Elegant Bro is alright!"

My younger sister's jade-like feet smell sweet and fragrant (Hua): "Add 1."

Yandere Lolita Lü Aotian (Hua): "If he can't get over this hurdle, he's not worthy to be my man."

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At the same time, the blond man with big waves at the front of the encirclement suddenly ripped off his hood, revealing Kikujiro's ugly face that looked like a chrysanthemum.

He stiffened his neck, trying to maintain his composure, and shouted angrily:

"Bloody Gentleman, stop with the pretense! You drank the Ganges Holy Water, your physique has been greatly weakened! Today we're joining forces to kill you. No matter how strong you are, you can't fight four hands with one fist. All the ghost coins on you are ours!"

Xu Feng showed no sign of panic at being surrounded. His steps remained elegant and steady, each step as if he were strolling leisurely, as if he were not the one being blocked by a dozen people.

A cool smile curled at the corner of his lips, his tone nonchalant:

"Interesting. So they were after the strange coins on me. Indeed, people die for wealth, and birds die for food. The ancients were right."

"Don't waste your breath on him! Lest things get complicated and he end up killing the Bloody Gentleman!" someone shouted urgently, and the crowd instantly became agitated.

With a flick of his finger, Xu Feng quietly placed the blood-stained spatula into his palm. With a slight thought, he activated the attribute conversion, transforming a bit of life force into a bit of physique, and a fleeting warm current surged through his entire body.

Reaction speed, explosive power surged forward in an instant, and every part of his body exuded an unstoppable force.

His strength and reflexes have increased to three times that of an ordinary human!

No wonder the special hidden reward attributes are so stingy; it seems that every point of physique is a qualitative leap!

If he could handle five or six people when his physique was at level two, now he can handle at least three times that number!

To him, the dozen or so scumbags carrying various weapons were nothing more than fish on a chopping board.

The movements of the crowd, slashing and thrusting, suddenly slowed down in Xu Feng's eyes.

It was ridiculously slow, clumsily slow.

It's just too slow.

He picked up the anti-deception ruler with his left hand and the anti-human scalpel with his right. As he spun around, it was as if he were dancing an elegant waltz on the tip of a knife.

A flash of cold light appeared, and blood blossomed in all directions, accompanied by a piercing scream.

The aesthetics of violence were vividly displayed in Xu Feng; in just over ten seconds, eight corpses collapsed heavily into pools of blood.

Kikujiro's Gyokusai Squad was reduced to less than half its members in an instant and was on the verge of collapse.

Xu Feng was covered in blood, and drops of blood from his clothes splashed on the ground, creating tiny blood flowers. Yet, his back remained straight, his posture both noble and ruthless.

The infamous reputation of the Bloodthirsty Gentleman was vividly displayed at this moment.

The remaining squad members trembled, staring at the blood-stained figure with despair in their eyes.

Is this what they call an elite-level fake human?

It's still an elite-level pseudo-human that has been greatly weakened by the Ganges Holy Water!

Despite being surrounded by more than a dozen people, they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

If it hadn't been nerfed, would it still be playable?

Just as everyone was in a panic, Kikujiro suddenly pulled out a dark pistol, pointed the dark muzzle at Xu Feng's head, and a ferocious look spread across his face.

"Bloody Gentleman, I admit you're powerful, even weakened by the holy water, you're still powerful. But no matter how fast you are, can you outrun my bullets?"

Xu Feng watched him raise his gun and aim, his expression remaining calm and showing no sign of panic.

The Mads Mikkelsen personality within him immediately began to analyze the situation.

He didn't need to be faster than the bullet; he only needed to accurately capture the moment Kikujiro pulled the trigger and the position of the gun muzzle.

With tripled reflexes, the threat of small-caliber handguns is hardly a concern.

A confident yet elegant smile spread across his face, and he spoke in a slow, deliberate tone:

"Oh! Really? You're welcome to give it a try."

Kikujiro's grin widened. This pistol was his trump card, prepared specifically to deal with the Chosen One, but he never expected to use it against the monster, the Bloody Gentleman.

Born into a family of ninjas, his swordsmanship and hidden weapon skills were his greatest assets.

But he knew perfectly well that these skills were utterly useless against the overwhelming numerical superiority of the Bloodthirsty Gentleman.

This was his sixth sense as a ninja, clear yet filled with despair.

Although this gun was not a trick weapon, it could effectively kill the fake man. In his opinion, no matter how fast the fake man reacted, he could never keep up with the speed of the bullet.

This bloodthirsty gentleman, however, has an IQ comparable to that of a human, and even tries to break his opponent down through verbal intimidation.

How ridiculous! This little trick won't fool him!

"Die!" Kikujiro grinned maliciously as he pulled the trigger. "Bang! Bang!"

Two shots rang out in quick succession, and the horrific image of Xu Feng's head exploding into his mind immediately came to mind.

But the next second, he was completely dumbfounded. Xu Feng just tilted his head slightly, and two streams of scorching air brushed past his cheeks, lifting a few strands of hair, without even breaking his skin.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!" Kikujiro's face was full of disbelief. His lips were white, he shook his head blankly, and his voice was trembling.

He pulled the trigger like a madman, "Bang bang bang!" Three more shots.

Xu Feng swayed slightly, easily dodging the two shots, and suddenly blocked with his blood-stained teaching ruler in his right hand.

With a sharp "sizzle," sparks flew as he forcefully deflected the final shot!

At this moment, Kikujiro's mind went blank, with only one thought remaining:

This bloodthirsty gentleman can actually react to bullets!

Is this really a newbie dungeon?

Are elite monsters really that strong?

Can you even play without disenfranchising it?

As the elegant, blood-stained figure slowly approached, a sense of oppression engulfed Kikujiro like a tidal wave.

His legs went weak, and he fell straight to the ground, so frightened that he soiled himself.

Trembling, he couldn't utter a complete sentence; his heart was filled with extreme fear and despair.

Upon seeing this, the remaining members of the Jade Shatter Squad were terrified and dared not linger in battle, screaming as they scattered and fled.

Xu Feng glanced at Kikujiro, who was sprawled on the ground, his brows furrowing slightly, and said in a flat tone:

"Let me end this pathetic life..."

A cold glint flashed, and the scalpel precisely sliced ​​across Kikujiro's neck. Blood gushed out, and he died before he could even struggle.

Xu Feng immediately turned around and chased after the fleeing crowd like a ghost.

As the blade flashed and fell, screams of agony ceased one after another, and fleeing figures fell one by one into pools of blood.

Exactly three minutes later, the power within his body suddenly dissipated, and a wave of weakness washed over him. His current physical condition was no different from that of an ordinary person.

He could be easily killed by any fake human.