Holy shit, too much force

"Why?! Why are you all helping him?" The female ghost struggled desperately in midair, her voice dripping with venom.

Jiang Chen stood on the water, utterly unmoved, watching her with an indifferent gaze as though considering how to pass judgment on her.

That pose made the girls' eyes sparkle, their hearts race, and their cheeks flush.

So cool!

So damn cool!

From the moment he attacked until now, Jiang Chen hadn't said a single word. In less than five seconds, he had completely subdued this terrifying female ghost. He was ruthless and let his fists do the talking.

But with his back to everyone, none of them could see that he was panting heavily.

He had just pushed the Minor Water Manipulation Technique to its limit, compressing a ball of water under immense pressure, then unleashed the Great Strength Bull Demon Fist to blast it into the female ghost with a punch.

That strike had combined two supernatural abilities.

And Jiang Chen was no weakling now. He already possessed sixty percent Demonic Power, on top of his Demon Transformation.

As a result, that single punch had hit like a high-explosive shell, leaving the female ghost half-dead.

However, it had also consumed a full forty percent of his Demonic Power, leaving him utterly drained.

Jiang Chen caught his breath for a while, recovered some strength, and started walking forward across the water. He intended to finish the female ghost off.

Just then, her expression grew even more anguished as she screamed, "Zheng Shaoming! Why? Why does everyone help you? Why won't anyone believe me? Zheng Shaoming, give me back my life..."

Jiang Chen stopped.

He looked up at the female ghost.

"Did you just say... Zheng Shaoming?"

Hearing that name agitated her even further, and she screamed like a madwoman, "Kill! I'll kill you! Zheng Shaoming! I'll kill you!"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then turned and strode toward Zhao Erhu's battlefield.

His earlier attack had practically crippled the female ghost. She no longer posed much of a threat.

Besides, a suspicion had surfaced in Jiang Chen's mind.

Perhaps Zheng Shaoming had killed this girl, and after becoming a ghost, she had targeted him for revenge. Steward Zhang was using some special method to help Zheng Shaoming dispel her resentment.

Naturally, Jiang Chen wasn't about to help Zheng Shaoming get rid of such a huge problem.

"Erhu, what's the plan? Kill the ghost first, or the man?" Jiang Chen walked over and cut straight to the point.

He had only recently entered the world of Unusual Persons and had virtually no experience. Since Zhao Erhu had identified Steward Zhang's background earlier, he surely knew something about him.

While fighting the ghost infant, Zhao Erhu had also caught the earlier scene out of the corner of his eye. Shock surged through him. He hadn't expected to have misjudged someone this badly. This classmate he had known for two years was actually an Unusual Person every bit as strong as he was!

"Members of the Ghost Refining Sect have frail bodies. I'll keep the ghost infant busy. You kill him!" Zhao Erhu said fiercely.

Jiang Chen immediately nodded, unleashed his Demonic Power without hesitation, and charged at Steward Zhang.

Only then did the man recover from the shocking scene earlier. His face turned green.

He had never imagined that in this godforsaken backwater, he would run into two young prodigies at once, both only half a step away from reaching C-Class. What fucking rotten luck.

Zhang Xianhai figured he must have picked an unlucky day to leave home.

He made no further attempt to fight, shouting, "Ghost infant, hold them off!"

Then he turned and ran.

But Jiang Chen's greatest strength was his physique. Moving at a speed that left even Zhao Erhu speechless, he quickly caught up to Steward Zhang and threw a punch.

The terrifying wind from his fist made the skin on Steward Zhang's back sting.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "No! You can't kill me! I have a Dao Alliance Blood Talisman!"

In the distance, Zhao Erhu's expression changed, and he shouted, "Jiang Chen, grab him! Let me kill him!"

Jiang Chen had always believed in taking good advice.

He nodded. "Okay!"

Then he changed his punch into a grab and seized Steward Zhang by the back of the neck.

The next instant.

-Crack!

There was a crisp snap of bone. Jiang Chen watched Steward Zhang's head flop sideways in his hand. The man was dead as dead could be.

Even Jiang Chen was stunned.

"Holy shit, too much force!"

He was currently in his Demon Transformation state, making his strength difficult to control.

Besides, Jiang Chen had assumed that "frail" was relative to other Unusual Persons. Surely the man would still be at least a little stronger than an ordinary person?

Who knew Steward Zhang's bones were practically brittle? They shattered with a light squeeze. He was considerably weaker than even an ordinary person.

"The ghost infant flew into a furious frenzy. Ghost Qi +99!"

"The ghost infant regarded you as its mortal enemy. Ghost Qi +99!"

"..."

Three notifications came in succession. Jiang Chen could understand that. After all, he had killed its master.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he darted backward.

A blood talisman emerged from Steward Zhang's corpse.

Despite Jiang Chen's caution, the talisman was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, it stuck to his left forearm, leaving a pale red symbol of the character for "death."

"What the hell is this thing?" Jiang Chen tried to erase it with his Demonic Power, only to find that he couldn't.

"Don't waste your energy. That thing is connected to a Ghost King. You can't erase it," Zhao Erhu shouted from a distance. "Get over here and help me deal with this damn thing first! It's gone fucking berserk!"

After Steward Zhang's death, the ghost infant had indeed descended into complete madness, trading injury for injury. Even as Zhao Erhu tore off one of its arms, it insisted on clawing several bloody wounds into him.

"Okay!" Jiang Chen stopped trying and strode over.

The ghost infant immediately fixed its venomous gaze on him.

Passing the group of students, Jiang Chen took a bottle of water from one of the girls. After a few more steps, he squeezed hard, bursting the bottle and sending water splashing everywhere.

As Jiang Chen curled his other hand around empty air, the scattered water flowed back in a strange manner, gathering into a sphere. It kept compressing inward, shrinking little by little as its pressure increased exponentially.

In the end, Jiang Chen held a ball of water the size of a baby's fist in his palm.

Zhao Erhu, who was charging over in pursuit of the ghost infant, seemed to realize something at the sight. His pupils contracted, and he hurriedly backed away.

The ghost infant, however, didn't know to dodge.

Once the man and ghost drew close.

Jiang Chen raised his hand high and brought it down. Violent Demonic Power surged, and the water sphere exploded-BOOM!!!

With a deafening blast, the ground shuddered violently. A deep crater appeared, and a section of the ghost infant's lower leg flew out. The rest of its body was reduced to shredded flesh.

"Ding, ..."

Jiang Chen had recreated his earlier underwater strike. Already badly wounded by Zhao Erhu, the ghost infant had its soul annihilated on the spot.

His Demonic Power was almost completely depleted, too.

But he wasn't worried in the slightest. If any further danger arose, Zhao Erhu could handle it. If Zhao Erhu couldn't, Jiang Chen could still transform into the Deer Power Immortal.

That was the advantage of having a trump card. Jiang Chen could go all out without restraint. If his Demonic Power ran dry before he killed his opponent, he could simply use another Monster Transformation Card and return to full strength in no time.

Of course, that would cost Ghost Qi.

He glanced at his panel. Ghost Qi was the one thing he had no shortage of now.

2720.

That was Jiang Chen's current total Ghost Qi. He had gained nearly two thousand tonight-an astonishing haul!