Chapter 638 - 637: Improvised Test

Chapter 638: Chapter 637: Improvised Test

"Now..."

Cisa’s voice snapped them out of their daze as he moved his neck from left to right, producing a series of cracking sounds.

He took a fighting stance and looked at the shocked men with a smile.

His voice pulled them out of their shock as they watched him prepare to fight. If this had happened earlier, they would have laughed at him, made fun of him, and ridiculed him. But now, they felt their chests tightening as some unconsciously took a step back.

Others tried to breathe more quietly.

"Let’s have some fun, shall we?" Cisa said.

In less than a second, his right leg dug into the ground, sinking several inches before he exploded forward with immense force, cutting through the air as he approached the men standing just a couple of meters away.

The first man he encountered had a long beard. He seemed frozen in time as Cisa stretched his hands forward. Cisa watched the man’s eyes slowly widen in shock, but his body couldn’t react. Cisa stopped his hands and smirked as his knee drove forward.

At that moment, the man blinked as the knee smashed into his face.

Crack!

Crack!

The sounds rang out, and then a large gap appeared in their midst as those directly behind him were smashed away.

Boom!

The sound rang out, followed by an intense gust of wind that blew against everyone’s faces.

Wait, what happened?

Everyone was stunned. They had barely blinked, yet in the next moment, they felt an intense gust of wind and heard that loud sound.

And... the hell?, Cisa was already within arm’s reach. What exactly had happened in just a second? How had he moved so quickly? How could he act so fast?

What the hell is going on?

"Haha..."

Cisa clenched his fist and unclenched it, then turned his arm to examine his veins before looking over his entire arm with a smile.

He had changed. Definitely.

This power was incredible. He was so fast!

"Attack... Attack him, damn it!" one of them shouted after gulping nervously.

At this point, they had all realized they had kicked an iron plate, but it was too late to back down. They had no choice but to fight him.

Retreating was out of the question. Their leader would kill them if they failed, but it seemed Cisa would do the same. After all, more than six of their men were already gone.

Their lives and deaths were now unknown. But their leader...

A glimpse of the smoke from his cigarettes flashed across their minds. They seemed to be injected with fear, which rapidly turned into desperation as they charged toward Cisa.

What happened next was expected. They were slow, far too slow, as Cisa destroyed them all.

Fifty men... Fifty half-warriors were gone, and it had happened in less than a minute.

"Incredible..." Cisa muttered.

He had never felt such power before. He loved every inch of it, and he felt he could do even more. He couldn’t help but think back to the Avalon shop. More than anything, he felt that the power... no, the physique he had been granted was something the Human Federation had never seen before. It had turned him from a mere mortal into someone capable of killing fifty half-warriors.

Was he already a warrior? There should be a test that all warriors had to take. When he returned, he should take it too, right?

"Interesting..."

Just then, Cisa’s thoughts were interrupted by a calm voice.

In an instant, Cisa’s expression changed, and the next second, he was already dozens of meters away from where he had been standing.

The ground was more than ten centimeters deep where he had pushed off, with skid marks left behind to show how quickly he had moved.

"Hahaha!"

The newcomer removed the cigarette from his mouth and burst into laughter.

He definitely hadn’t expected that kind of speed.

"You really are something... I mean, taking care of fifty men by yourself? You definitely aren’t normal. And from the looks of it, your physique has awakened. How rare... and unfortunate for you."

The newcomer took a puff of his cigarette. His suit was immaculate, and his shirt was white. His long trousers were carefully tailored from fine fabric, and his dark hair had short strands framing his scarred face.

He was the leader of the group and the warrior the soldiers had greeted earlier.

Now, he was here for Cisa.

Cisa’s focus locked onto where he once stood.

The newcomer appeared almost as though nothing had happened, but Cisa’s heart was pounding wildly. He felt intense fear as cold sweat trickled down his back.

Where he had once stood, a small cut marked the ground.

Krrrrreeeeak...

A deep groan echoed through the forest as a massive tree began to lean to one side. Then, it was cut in two, and its enormous upper section came crashing to the ground.

With the first, another followed, then another, and another.

For more than five hundred meters, giant trees fell as the small cut expanded, revealing a massive, eight-hundred-meter-long and twenty-meter-wide gash in the ground.

That was the attack his body had dodged.

This man was incredibly dangerous.

"Normally, even a newly awakened warrior would be caught off guard. Even if he managed to dodge, he would lose a body part. But you escaped perfectly..."

The man paused, examining Cisa with interest.

"This shows that your physique is anything but normal. Before, I only needed to clean you up. Now, I need your physique. What a surprising gift from the world."

The man spoke as though stating a simple fact. His left hand remained in his pocket while his right held the cigarette, which he calmly placed on a fallen tree branch.

"This should be over before my cigarette dies off. After all, it’s quite expensive, so let’s hurry."

The man spoke as his entire aura became more dangerous, and Cisa felt the surroundings seemingly creak.

Yes, that was right. He could hear the sound all around him as his body seemed to become twice as heavy.

No, the newcomer didn’t possess gravity-manipulation powers. His aura was simply that terrifying.

"Fuck..." Cisa muttered as he realized the man had disappeared.

But before he could react, he felt both feet leave the ground as an elbow slammed into his body, causing him to spit out saliva mixed with blood.

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