Tanking Bullets With My Body

Armed men with loaded guns surrounded Kira Wolma, clearing a radius of over ten meters in an instant.

If not for the security personnel maintaining order, a stampede might have occurred.

After more than ten minutes, the situation finally stabilized.

Everyone's gaze refocused on Kira.

They gradually came to their senses, realizing that these armed men had been arranged by Kira long ago, unlike the assassination attempt Choi Sang-hwan had encountered earlier.

What did he want to do?

Choi Sang-hwan had dodged bullets at point-blank range, and now Kira Wolma wanted to perform a feat of calmly escaping under the threat of ten guns?

Although there was no fundamental difference, the visual impact was clearly more powerful.

An Indian teenager, who thought he had figured out Kira's intentions, stuck out his neck and shouted hysterically, "Saint Kira! Invincible!"

Kira was attracted by the teenage boy's cracking voice and gave him a smile. "Kid, I like courageous people. After today, come work for me!"

After saying this, he no longer looked at his fans. He clenched his fists, let out a roar, and his muscles bulged!

His originally yellowish skin suddenly took on a matte black luster, and his bulging muscles were clear and smooth, allowing anyone to guess the power contained within!

Kira Wolma stood still on the spot, his expression arrogant as he said, "Fire!"

Dodge bullets?

Choi Sang-hwan had already performed that. There was no point in repeating what someone else had done.

He wanted to withstand the bullets head-on!

This was not arrogance.

A few days ago, Kira Wolma had realized the changes in his body.

His original flesh and blood had transformed into another substance.

Although he had a high level of education, Kira had not studied diligently during his school years. He had merely skimmed the surface of knowledge, and even his degree certificate was obtained through family influence.

With his limited education, he did not delve deeper to research what substance his muscles had become.

He put on black contact lenses, dressed in cheap, poor-quality clothing, and adopted a commoner's alias from the Vaishya caste. Relying on his new strength, he went around chasing women, drinking, and showing off. He lived a very comfortable life.

Before making his decision, Kira had contacted two other Indian golden-eyed individuals.

Rick Narendra and Dicius Pandit.

He was surprised to find that those two golden-eyed individuals had not undergone the same changes as him!

Kira Wolma firmly believed that he was the true Saint Kira of the new era, a unique chosen one, and a favorite of Brahma!

After multiple tests, he discovered that he could withstand bullets with his muscles!

Ordinary caliber weapons were no longer effective against him!

"What? He's not going to dodge? Is he trying to commit suicide?"

"This damn chauvinist! Let him die! Isn't his mother a woman? Why can he say such things!"

"Stupid woman, who allowed you to speak! I remember your face. When Lord Kira becomes the supreme ruler and revises the laws, I will force you! I will inflict 'rod' punishment on you!"

"How dare you speak to Sharma like that?! Seize him! I'm going to castrate this lowlife today!"

Sharma was a high-caste individual belonging to the "Brahmin" class.

Both Brahmins and Kshatriyas were noble classes, but the former leaned more towards rituals and faith, while the latter's influence extended into politics and military affairs.

Kira Wolma couldn't be bothered by the commotion and conflict within the crowd.

He closed his eyes and roared, "Fire!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

A chaotic barrage of gunfire erupted.

Except for a few bullets that hit the ground, most of them found their mark accurately.

However...

Smoke curled around Kira's dark yellow skin, and a dozen bullets were lodged within his muscles.

There was only a small amount of blood at the wound sites.

He merely snorted coldly and exerted force, and the bullets were squeezed out by his muscles, clattering to the ground.

A daring English reporter rushed to Kira's side and quickly picked up a blood-stained, twisted brass bullet.

The reporter sniffed the bullet and carefully examined the burn marks on the ammunition before trembling, "These aren't blanks!"

His voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, spread out.

The scene fell silent.

Even the netizens worldwide watching the live broadcast fell into a deathly silence.

Withstanding gunfire head-on...

This is no longer human.

This is a superman!

A true superman!

If the previous incident where Korean celebrity Choi Sang-hwan dodged bullets at point-blank range only made people start to envy and yearn for the status of Blood Moon mutants.

Then, from today onwards, the social status of golden-eyed individuals worldwide will be greatly elevated!

Conventional weapons are now completely ineffective against people like Kira Wolma.

Assassination methods are almost useless.

If you anger such a person, he can go on a killing spree, committing crimes all over a city, with no one able to stop him!

The threat he can pose is almost equivalent to a highly armed but more agile violent group.

Calling him a human nuclear bomb would not be an exaggeration.

If Kira Wolma can achieve this level, then what about other golden-eyed individuals?

Even those who are slightly weaker, in the future, as time passes and they slowly grow stronger, they will probably be similar, right?

The difference in life-level causes as many people to admire Kira as there are people who envy and hate him.

The live broadcast room was filled with layers of bullet comments.

"My God! This guy is too tough! A real man!"

"Why was Jack Grimm killed by firearms? Wasn't he also a golden-eyed individual?"

"This must have been filmed long ago, a new movie promotional clip, right? Hahaha! Indians really know how to seize business opportunities! They've successfully piqued my interest!"

"I don't believe it, I refuse to accept it, this must all be an illusion! It's all fake, it was arranged long ago!"

"Little brothers, wake up, this is a live broadcast..."

"How can that racist scum Jack Grimm compare to Kira Wolma? You're insulting the strongest human on Earth!"

"Honestly, I personally feel that Jack died too early. If he had waited until now, Jack might not have been afraid of firearms... Fortunately, America still has eleven other golden-eyed Saints..."

"That's right! You must know that Christian, Aisteron, and Ed Bell were all significantly stronger than Jack back then!"

"I still prefer Choi Sang-hwan, that Korean guy is so handsome! Kills with one punch, never needs a second move! His movements are sharp and cool, cooler than movie stars!"

"Trash Choi Sang-hwan, a pretty boy, he'll just get beaten to death by Kira."

"Pah! Indians are just arrogant, their thought processes are different from normal humans. Who knows the outcome without a real fight? Maybe Kira is the one who dies!"

"Chinese netizens say this gossip is really sweet and delicious, give us more! But I support Choi Sang-hwan, who cares about China? It's a matter of stance, we must be clear!"

"Hmph, hmph, you people who focus on individual combat power, how can you understand true greatness? In the future, Yan God will directly implant superpower cells into all Chinese people, making the entire population extraordinary. The power of 1.4 billion people is true power!"

"Who is Yan God? A god from China? I've done some research on Yanhuang culture, your gods should be called 'immortals', right?"

"Yan God is Yan Anqing."

"Damn it, can't we just quietly get rich? Forcibly exposing Yan Anqing... I'm speechless with this move..."

"Holy crap! Yan God is so low-key! You bunch of pig teammates! Hurry up and spam the bullet comments! We can't let him be exposed so early! Brothers, let's spam!"

Kira Wolma paid no mind to the arguments, complaints, and playful banter of netizens from various countries.

What Christian, what Choi Sang-hwan, what Yan God, Yan Anqing...

In his eyes, they were all trash!

He put on his new clothes, arrogantly raised his hand, and made a shushing gesture.

The scene quickly fell silent.

"I, Kira, am redefining the word 'warrior' and have divided it into four levels according to my own understanding!"

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