The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Despite the excruciating pain, James fired a shot at Li Huaqin. The bullet broke through the invisible force field without any doubt and pierced through Li Huaqin's abdomen.

Li Huaqin immediately clutched her bleeding abdomen and fell from mid-air, her pure white wings instantly forming a defensive stance to protect her.

Seeing that even angels could be injured, the crowd's morale soared, and their previous rout vanished instantly as they drew their guns and opened fire on Li Huaqin.

Soon, Li Huaqin was shot in the shoulder blade, chest, thigh, and other parts of his body.

Li Huaqin groaned a few times, and began to sway precariously.

Hidden in the shadows, the fake Gao Ming smiled. Once the angel was dead and the Bloody Gentleman was dealt with, he would become the student council president.

However, at that moment, a figure approached like a ghost, grabbed Li Huaqin's slender waist, and slashed at the scorching bullets with a scalpel in its hand.

Li Huaqin stared wide-eyed at the elegant young man who had pulled her into his arms, her face full of disbelief.

She never expected that her lover would come to her rescue; at that moment, color seemed to appear in his lifeless pale gold eyes.

"The Bloody Gentleman has made his move! He... he can actually deflect bullets!" A commotion broke out in the crowd, and after a round of shooting, most of the guns were out of ammunition.

Firepower has fallen into a lull.

A voice filled with anger rang out:

"What...what have you all done to my lover?!"

An elegant figure in a suit, carrying Li Huaqin in her arms, transformed into a black shadow and plunged into the crowd, splattering blood everywhere.

Many people don't even have time to react before their throats are slashed by the scalpel.

The crowd was instantly filled with dead and injured!

"The Bloody Gentleman has gone berserk! Everyone run!" the French Chosen One shouted, and the first to flee.

James looked at the Bloody Gentlemen, who were like tigers among wolves. None of the hundred or so of them could withstand a single blow from the Bloody Gentlemen.

James endured the excruciating pain, his mind filled with disbelief. How could the difficulty of this newbie dungeon have suddenly increased so much?

These two, the angel and the bloodthirsty gentleman, are like twin bosses; if one is severely injured, the other will go berserk.

This is just like the legendary angels and demons, mutually restraining and complementing each other. How the hell are we supposed to fight this?

What puzzled James even more was that, despite it being the day of divine punishment, why wasn't this Bloody Gentleman weakened?

Aren't you a fake?

The angels will be weakened for half an hour. They are currently temporarily unable to fight, as long as they can defeat the Bloody Gentlemen within half an hour.

The Angel Hunting Plan has been a success.

Thinking of this, James looked at the crowd that was on the verge of collapse. He immediately endured the Iron Maiden's torture and used another magical artifact, the small-bearded wooden carving, roaring:

"There are over a hundred of us, while the Bloody Gentleman is just one person. No matter how powerful he is, he'll eventually run out of energy. There are limits to how many people the boss in the newbie dungeon can kill; he can't possibly take us all down!"

Although James's method of boosting morale was clumsy, an invisible ripple emanated from the small mustache wood carving.

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Spiritual Artifact: Wooden Mustache Carving

Category: Enhancement-type artifact.

Effect: By giving a speech, it greatly boosts the morale of those in the same faction, making them fearless and temporarily exempting them from the negative effects of decreased sanity, while increasing all attributes by 20% for half an hour.

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These words greatly boosted the morale of everyone present, including Xu Feng, who also received a boost.

The rout was abruptly halted, and everyone charged toward Xu Feng with bloodshot eyes.

Xu Feng's movements, wielding the scalpel, became even faster as he watched the dark mass of people charging towards him.

Xu Feng even felt that it would be worth it to die here with Li Hua and Qin.

However, Xu Feng's physique and vitality increased to 7.2 after receiving the buff, even though the chosen ones from various countries under James' command had been strengthened.

However, Xu Feng received even greater buffs, with 7.2 times the strength, speed, reaction time, stamina, recovery, and defense.

This rendered James's swarm tactics ineffective for a time.

This made Xu Feng seem like a humanoid Gundam at this moment, leaving dead and injured wherever he went.

Even when stabbed by knives and spears, Xu Feng's powerful defenses only resulted in shallow wounds.

James stared wide-eyed in horror. Why did he feel like the Bloody Gentleman had also received the buff from the Little Mustache Wood Carving?

I'm not sure, I'll think about it some more.

Perhaps Bloody Gentlemen has entered its third stage!

James stared intently at the battlefield, his heart pounding.

The figure in the black suit, holding the angel in one arm, leaped and slashed through the crowd. Wherever the scalpel flashed, blood spurted from his throat like rain.

With 7.2 times the physical strength and an absolutely sharp weapon, it's practically an unstoppable killing machine.

Kikujiro, holding his katana, attempted to attack Xu Feng from behind.

He grinned maliciously, raised his katana, and slashed fiercely at the back of Xu Feng's neck.

However, Kikujiro felt a chill in his chest, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

He stared in horror at his chest, realizing that a scalpel had somehow pierced through it.

He gave a bitter laugh and fell straight to the ground.

The substitute puppet's talent activated, leaving behind a corpse while the original body vanished into the distance.

Xu Feng had already dealt with the few Chosen Ones with guns immediately and destroyed their weapons.

With a 7.2x increase in physical strength, cold weapons are far more effective than firearms.

What followed was a one-sided massacre. Although the crowd was fearless, they could not withstand such a crushing defeat.

Some people began to instinctively back down, even with the fearlessness buff from the little mustache wood carving, rational fear still began to fester in their hearts.

The bloodthirsty gentleman before me is no longer a newbie dungeon boss; he's clearly a demon crawled out of hell.

The fake human Gao Ming, hidden in the shadows, turned completely gloomy. Although he was an elite-level fake human, he had been weakened by the Day of Divine Punishment and could only be instantly killed by the Bloody Gentleman.

Xu Feng's speed was extremely fast at this moment. His 7.2 times reaction speed made everything around him move in slow motion. Even a sneak attack would probably be detected by him in advance.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. Since the angel couldn't be killed immediately, he might as well wait until Xu Feng was exhausted before reaping the benefits.

Li Huaqin, nestled in Xu Feng's arms, leaned against his shoulder, her pure white wings protecting their vitals, her pale golden eyes swirling with worry and warmth.

She endured the excruciating pain and raised her hand, where faint particles of light gathered in her palm, though they could not coalesce into a force field due to the Iron Maiden's weakening effect.

However, it landed precisely on Xu Feng's wound, and the light particles seeped into his flesh, making the 7.2 times recovery power even faster.

The Bloody Gentlemen's slaughter continues!

As one person in the crowd fell, James suddenly came to his senses.

He was the only one left on the vast battlefield!

The cunning strategist Gao Ming had already sensed the danger and slipped away beforehand.