Astral Apostle

Chapter 241: Isn’t This Person A Little Too Good At Fighting? (1)

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the stands. Many people revealed looks of surprise.

Compared to “celebrities” like Class A and S, a Class C with potential among the Supers was just a nobody. Very few people would deliberately pay attention to them.

However, there was already an example of someone challenging someone above their level just now, so no one had much of a reaction. They suppressed the doubts in their hearts and secretly guessed what would happen.

— Perhaps it was his ability that could restrain the opponent?

In any case, not anyone could go on stage and have the courage to challenge a powerful enemy. This Zhou Jing was at least quite brave… Many people thought to themselves.

On the other hand, the people from West Sea City who were familiar with Zhou Jing were very surprised.

Zhao He exclaimed in shock, “Why did he go up?”

At this moment, Huang Wei had also returned to the stands. She was still depressed about losing. When she realized that Zhou Jing still had the guts to go on stage even though she had lost, she was immediately unhappy.

“Why is he going on stage? With his superpower, he’s not a match for the clones at all. Isn’t this giving away a score for nothing!”

Hearing this, many people from West Sea City nodded in agreement.

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After knowing each other for more than a month, they had long known that Zhou Jing was a physical strengthening type. Although they had never seen him fight, his physical strength did not seem to be too high.

Although his combat strength was not bad, in the eyes of many, he was just a better super soldier. His physical fitness seemed to be limited compared to his assistants who used genetic potions.

As for the clone user on the stage, he had the long-range advantage and the advantage in numbers. This was much better than Zhou Jing who simply had a monotonous physical enhancement ability. Many immigrants from West Sea City did not know where Zhou Jing’s confidence came from. Wasn’t he looking for trouble?

However, Xu Lingyun was immediately unhappy and expressed his dissatisfaction openly, “The battle hasn’t started yet. What are you arguing about? Who makes sarcastic remarks to their teammates?”

He was not confident, but seeing that his fellow hometown people were questioning his friend, he still protected Zhou Jing without hesitation.

Seeing the commotion, Li Xiaoyin waved her hand, “Don’t be too calculative, it’s just a spar. Winning or losing isn’t that important.”

Hearing this, everyone thought that it made sense. In any case, it was fine if they gave it away. It was not something important. They still had to get along in the future, so they did not say anything else and focused on the stage.

“Class C?”

On the stage, Chen Gong was a little surprised.

He thought that after defeating a Class A, only the other Class A supers would dare to spar with him. At the very least, they would be Class B super like him.

It seemed that this Class C was just like him, very confident in his own abilities. However, he did not know if this confidence was just blind arrogance…

Chen Gong did not underestimate him. He seriously materialized his clone formation and waited for the order to start.

Wang Wu sized up Zhou Jing. Out of consideration for the balance of advantage, he took the initiative to ask, “Do you need any weapons?”

Zhou Jing did not refuse. He thought for a moment before nodding, “Then give me a training saber.”

“…That’s enough? Don’t you want a gun or an entire shield?” Wang Wu raised his eyebrows.

“I follow the route of physical strengthening, so I’ve only practiced with blades a little. I’ve never used firearms before.” Zhou Jing shrugged.

“Alright.”

Seeing this, Wang Wu did not say anything else. Soon, he got someone to bring over a training saber and handed it to Zhou Jing.

The blade was made of metal and did not have an edge. Instead, was wrapped in a layer of black tough rubber… Rather than a blade, it was actually more like a stick.

Zhou Jing held the saber in one hand and casually swung it. In an instant, he became familiar with the weight and balance of the training saber. He felt as if it was an extension of his body.

Back then, when Jason achieved Permanence, he did not use the free conversion slot to obtain the saber technique. However, after the astral confluence ended, Zhou Jing had already spent Astral Points to convert Jason’s saber technique to his main body.

Jason could be said to have been through hundreds of battles in the Mutant World, and he had never stopped accelerating his training of his saber techniques. Before the connection broke, his [Weapon Mastery – Saber Technique] had already reached Lv8.

In terms of weapon skills, he was already at the peak of the Mutant World.

As for this cold weapon technique, the cost of conversion was cheaper than the superpower system. It only cost him 1,600 Astral Points and 16 Information State Particles. To the current Zhou Jing, it was only a small sum of money.

The attributes of his main body was still at the Second Enhancement when it was converted for free. The main reason was that Zhou Jing had not thought about how to choose his main body’s Second Order physical characteristics, so he did not convert his attributes over at the moment.

Wang Wu looked around and saw that the two of them were ready. He raised his palm and waved.

“Begin!”

Without another word, Chen Gong used the same tactic. His seven clones spread out and suppressed Zhou Jing.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunfire exploded and bullets rained down.

Bullets jumped out one after another and landed on the ground with clanging sounds.

However, before Chen Gong could fire, Zhou Jing had already disappeared from the spot and started moving at high speeds.

Its speed was not faster than a bullet, but it was faster than the person aiming!

Like a bolt of lightning, he charged straight at one of the clones!

“So fast!”

Chen Gong’s expression changed, and he hurriedly shifted the muzzle to provide support.

The clone that was targeted hurriedly retreated while firing.

However, Zhou Jing did not stop at all. As he ran, he made many turns, making it difficult for the clones to lock onto him.

Even if there were stray bullets, they were captured by his high dynamic vision. With his precise combat intuition and astonishing nerve reaction, he blocked the trajectory of the bullet with his saber in advance.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The long saber kept moving, as if it was a barrier that could not be broken through. A multitude of blank bullets fell on the path he passed by.

The pistol Chen Gong used was a standard firearm. The specially made blanks would shatter when they hit the target. They would not penetrate the human body and only had a certain impact force. Its power was limited and thus could not affect the training blade at all.

Under everyone’s gazes, Zhou Jing quickly arrived before one of the clones.