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Zhao Dapeng was sprinting at full speed.
His single left leg suddenly became ten.
Although it lasted only 0.1 seconds,
it still threw his rapidly moving body off balance.
He immediately pitched forward.
And at that very same instant,
a tiny gray shadow flashed with a chilling gleam.
It shot straight toward Zhao Dapeng's throat.
But Zhao Dapeng had already fallen to the ground.
With his face pressed against the dirt, he slid forward for dozens of meters.
Only then did he finally stop.
The other six paled at the sight.
They hurriedly stopped and rushed to Zhao Dapeng's side.
First, they exchanged glances, confirming the shock in one another's eyes.
Only then did they all turn to Zhao Dapeng.
"Did you guys see that?"
Bald Head's eyes widened. "Just now... Brother Peng seemed to grow ten—no, eleven legs!"
0.1 seconds.
For ordinary people, that was merely the blink of an eye.
But for martial artists like them, who possessed formidable strength,
it was enough to see quite a lot.
Just then,
Zhao Dapeng got up from the ground.
First, he spat out the grass and mud in his mouth.
Then he stared at his legs in horror.
"Wait, did you guys just... did you see my legs? I think I had extra legs!"
As he spoke,
Zhao Dapeng instinctively touched his throat.
It felt as though something had stabbed him there.
But his protective suit's neck guard had blocked it.
That wasn't important!
What mattered was his legs!
Just now, Zhao Dapeng had distinctly felt his left leg turn into ten!
Far away,
Jiang Fu was still sprinting at full speed.
At last,
he reached a small valley.
Only then did he conceal himself and stop.
Jiang Fu looked at the contents of his attribute panel, his expression turning somewhat grim.
His Spirit Power, which had always remained at 1,000,
after he multiplied Zhao Dapeng's left leg by ten,
had dropped to 999.
"None of my previous uses of Multiply by Ten consumed Spirit Power."
"Could it be because he's a martial artist..."
"But using Multiply by Ten on Ge Yanxia, Guo Fangdong, and Guo Xiaofeng didn't consume any Spirit Power!"
Although he had only used up one point of Spirit Power,
it still put Jiang Fu on his guard.
"No, that's not right."
"Ge Yanxia, Guo Fangdong, and Guo Xiaofeng might be martial artists, but they're all useless fools propped up by resources... that Scarface just now had immense blood energy, who knows how many times greater than theirs!"
Jiang Fu's mind raced.
He began analyzing exactly where that one point of Spirit Power had gone.
"Could a martial artist's blood energy resist Multiply by Ten?"
"The stronger their blood energy, the greater the resistance to Multiply by Ten."
"So it takes Spirit Power to reinforce Multiply by Ten, or to break through the resistance of their blood energy."
"...Hmm, I'll treat that as a hypothesis for now and test it later."
With that hypothesis settled,
Jiang Fu began considering something else.
His fruit knife!
That fruit knife, enhanced by all sorts of tenfold multiplications,
the instant it struck Scarface's throat,
had shattered into metal fragments under the tremendous impact!
"The combat suit!"
"Scarface's combat suit protected his throat too!"
At that moment,
Jiang Fu finally understood what a combat suit really was!
"So even with all those tenfold enhancements, an ordinary fruit knife still can't beat the lowest-tier combat suit!"
Jiang Fu remembered seeing one in the Martial Artist Guild's Trading Area.
A low-tier combat suit had been priced at 123,000.
It looked much like the suits those seven were wearing.
"In that case, 123,000 for a suit like that really isn't expensive."
"Next time I attack, I need to aim for exposed areas..."
Jiang Fu looked at the nine fruit knives hovering beside him.
His expression turned somewhat grim.
The combat suits displayed in the Martial Artist Guild's Trading Area
included helmets, eye protection, and faceplates.
Scarface and the others probably hadn't considered Jiang Fu a threat.
So they hadn't bothered putting on their helmets.
"I have to take them out while they're underestimating me."
A vicious look crossed Jiang Fu's face.
In this life,
he had finally obtained a body he could move.
Anyone who threatened his life...
Kill them!
With that thought,
Jiang Fu spread his Spirit Power outward.
Within a hundred-meter radius,
there was no sign of Zhao Dapeng or the others.
Clearly, they were still reeling from the ten left legs that had suddenly appeared and then vanished.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly,
Jiang Fu's eyes brightened slightly.
"A red-tailed rat!"
Within the area covered by his Spirit Power,
a rodent dragging a crimson tail appeared.
It was precisely the target Jiang Fu had come to find.
A red-tailed rat.
However,
in the very next moment,
beep!
As an electronic tone sounded,
the light screen that had been hovering beside Jiang Fu's right cheek like a transparent phone screen
suddenly flickered.
Immediately afterward,
a second light screen appeared before his eyes.
[Name: Red-tailed rat] [Level: 1] [Weakness: Navel] [Important organ: Tail]
Jiang Fu stared fixedly at the second light screen that had suddenly popped up.
After he had multiplied the system by ten,
although the system had been scared off,
all ten light screens had remained.
The other nine had stayed folded behind the first.
He had never expected that,
when he encountered a mutated beast for the first time, one would actually pop up on its own.
It hadn't given Jiang Fu the ability to stack Multiply by Ten.
Instead, it displayed the red-tailed rat's level, weakness, and important organ... or rather, its valuable part.
At that moment,
the red-tailed rat was not actually in front of Jiang Fu.
Instead, it was within the range of his Spirit Power,
inside a burrow thirty meters underground.
And it was rapidly heading even deeper.
"So as long as my Spirit Power picks up a mutated beast's presence,
"this attribute panel for mutated beasts will appear."
"This System Screen can only show the weaknesses of mutated beasts."
Earlier,
when Scarface and the others had been chasing Jiang Fu,
this second System Screen hadn't appeared.
"Still, knowing mutated beasts' weaknesses will make hunting them more efficient."
"...Hmm, now isn't the time to think about mutated beasts."
Jiang Fu stopped paying attention to the red-tailed rat.
Right now, his goal was
...to kill those seven martial artists!
Those people were convinced Jiang Fu knew where to find spiritual fruit.
As long as they lived, they would keep hounding him.
If Jiang Fu kept hiding, they might even block the entrance to the Safety Passage.
Even if he hunted enough red-tailed rats,
he would probably still have trouble returning to the city.
Jiang Fu looked at the nine knives hovering beside him.
"What else can I multiply by ten..."
"Defense penetration, Multiply by Ten!"
"Damage, Multiply by Ten!"
"Critical hit rate, Multiply by Ten!"
"Critical hit damage, Multiply by Ten!"
Jiang Fu didn't care whether these things could actually be multiplied by ten.
It was just like the bad luck he had multiplied by ten for Guo Fangdong earlier.
Or his own good luck, his chances of finding spiritual fruit, and his chances of finding an Abyss Fruit.
All of these things were intangible.
It had no physical form, and there were no numbers to see.
Multiply by Ten. That was all that mattered.
Desperate times called for desperate measures!
The nine Fruit Knives still hovered around Jiang Fu.
A cold glint flickered along their edges.
Jiang Fu lay flat on the ground.
He slowly edged toward the valley's exit.
"They're here!"
All at once,
seven figures entered the range of his Spirit Power.
"They're not wearing helmets, faceplates, or protective goggles!"
Jiang Fu's eyes lit up.
He stayed where he was, flat against the ground.
He did not move a muscle.
The nine Fruit Knives
glided silently along the ground toward the seven figures.
Kill one first!
...Then grab a Battle Knife!
That was Jiang Fu's plan.
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