Chapter 93 EXP!

Chapter 93 EXP!

"Who the hell are those guys?" I muttered to myself as I sat in the corner of a 7-11 store, sipping on an energy drink.

I hadn't used my skill on the newcomer who saved me, fearing that it might offend him as well. However, that mysterious man's level was completely off the charts. It had just dawned on me that I had been underestimating the capabilities of the humans. I had previously thought that levels around 20-25 were considered high, but it appeared that wasn't the case at all.

Did I think they possessed supernatural powers as well ? Absolutely not. It is more likely that the guy was just exceptionally skilled in combat, perhaps on the level of someone like Mice Tyson on steroids.

"I guess I'm still pretty weak," I sighed, feeling like a frog that had been living in a small pond. I used to be the big frog there, but now I've hopped into a river where there are much stronger and larger frogs around. Shaking my head, I know that my top priority should be gaining more EXP. I believed that everything else would fall into place as long as I could become stronger. While I was thinking about how to get more EXP, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It turned out to be the same group I had considered farming from earlier. It felt like a lucky coincidence, offering me a chance to become stronger .

"Perfect timing," I muttered to myself as I started to follow them. —

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In an alley , darkness engulfed the narrow pathway, creating an eerie and dimly lit atmosphere.

On both sides of the alley stood tall, old buildings with faded paint and aging bricks, revealing their long history. The walls of these structures were covered in graffiti and posters, showing that the area had seen its fair share of change over the years.

However, at this moment, this place was permeated with the distinct, metallic scent of blood. "Fucker!" he exclaimed as he threw a lousy punch at me, but I swiftly dodged to the side and countered with a rapid series of jabs in his face.

*LEFT JAB! *LEFT JAB! *LEFT JAB!

"Hold him!" one of them shouted, recognizing that I had the upper hand when it came to individual skills. What a group of morons. They put on a tough act, but they didn't even know how to throw a proper punch. I effortlessly evaded their futile attempts and began incorporating kicks into my moves. Since they weren't professional fighters, they served as perfect practice dummies for me to test out my newly acquired skills. *KICK!

I skillfully delivered a roundhouse kick, catching one of them squarely on the stomach. He was taken by surprise, his eyes widening as the force of the kick sent him tumbling backward, crashing into a stack of garbage. RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

Then in a swift motion, I swept one of them off their feet with a low, sweeping kick. He hit the ground hard.

The third attacker charged at me, but I countered with a well-timed front kick that struck his chest. The impact sent him flying backward, struggling to catch his breath.

They were no match for me, their lack of fighting skill apparent in every move. My kicks were precise and well-executed, a proof of the training I had undergone.

"He's too strong!" The girls in the group began to cry out, witnessing me effortlessly handling their boyfriends as if they were children. "Please forgive us," a female student prostrated herself in front of me, begging for my mercy. It was the same girl who had insulted Ayumi earlier.

"Why should I forgive you?" I sneered with contempt. I couldn't afford to let them give up on me just yet, as I still needed more EXP from them. "Please, stop hurting us. I'm so sorry for insulting Ayumi," she begged, tears streaming down her face. [Ding +10 XP] "Tsk Tsk. It's your fault for messing with me in the first place. We were just minding our own business, and you came over to ruin my mood. Think of this as a lesson. Yes, I'm a teacher, and consider this a free lesson for you all. You should be grateful," I retorted with a cold, unforgiving tone as I grip her hair. "Please.."

*SLAP!

"Ah!" she cried out in pain as her face jerked from the slap. "This is for calling my girlfriend a slut!" *SLAP! "This is for ruining my mood!" *SLAP! "

Endurance: 4.5

Intelligence: 3.2

Charisma: 10

<Skills>

Mind Eye [Level 3]

Suggestion [Level 10]

Skill Store I --

*Quick Learning [Level 4]

*Intuitive Complex Problem Solving : [Level 1 ]

*Intense Concentration : [Level 4 ]

*Enhanced Cognitive Intuition : [Level 1 ]

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*Faker [Level 1]

*Quick Phase [Level 2]

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Attribute Points: 0

Skill points: 0

Domination Points : 1

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"I still need 600 EXP to level up," I sighed in frustration as I examined my stats. While most of my stats had increased through training, I couldn't help but feel that I was still far from reaching the level of that mysterious guy.