Chapter Eight: My Way!
Thump, thump, thump—
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Creak, creak—
At this moment, Shiraishi felt as if he could hear his own body roaring!
If Level 10 was the human limit, then…
Level 11 was undoubtedly beyond the limit!
Shiraishi’s heartbeat sounded like a tolling bell, his blood surged like a mighty river, and his muscles and bones creaked under the strain…
Of course, this was all just a sensation; otherwise, with his injuries, such a surge would have caused him to bleed out immediately…
But now, quite the opposite was happening. Under the tension of his muscles, the bullet hole in his thigh seemed to contract, squeezing out a bullet before closing completely!
The bullet hole in his shoulder, though the bullet remained lodged, had already stopped bleeding…
At the same time…
“Basic attributes meet new requirements. New skill unlocked: ‘My Style Martial Arts.’”
Shiraishi Kuromu: ???
He realized then that only with basic attributes reaching Level 11 could one begin allocating points to “skills”!
However…
Unfortunately, Shiraishi Kuromu had only a little over 4,000 points left.
Moreover, this “My Style Martial Arts,” as a skill, required even more points than basic attributes. Level 1 demanded 10 points, and by Level 6 it already called for 3,000 points…
Even after investing all his points, Shiraishi Kuromu had only reached Level 6.
“That guy’s hiding here!”
Someone spotted Shiraishi Kuromu’s position, but just then…
Clang!
The car in front of Shiraishi Kuromu was flipped onto its side, increasing its blocking area. Bullets originally aimed to pierce the car window and hit him were completely stopped.
At the same time, two crimson streaks flashed past a gang member wielding a large cleaver, who suddenly went dark before his eyes…
The last thing he saw before being felled by Shiraishi Kuromu’s swing…
Was Shiraishi Kuromu’s eyes!
It wasn’t an actual “red glare,” but the overpowering aura of Shiraishi Kuromu’s body exceeding its limits, exerting pressure on their minds…
Instinctively, they felt as if the man was “glowing,” a manifestation of his body transcending limits!
(It was akin to the “protective mode” of Kyogoku Makoto in the theatrical version.)
…
Bang, bang, bang—
A hail of bullets struck Shiraishi Kuromu, splattering blood all over him!
Yet, facing the barrage, his entire body seemingly glowing, Shiraishi Kuromu actually took a firm horse stance?
Indeed, blood sprayed everywhere, but he remained motionless even as he was shot.
The next moment, he moved with the swiftness of a cunning rabbit and charged forward…
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What was Shiraishi Kuromu thinking?
Even he couldn’t answer…
After grasping the “My Style,” the thought of engaging in struggle vanished completely.
At this moment, he could not even form a single human word in his mind.
The surrounding gunfire and shouts seemed to lose all meaning…
He acted purely on instinct!
Another round of unrivaled carnage ensued…
…
Ring-ring—ring-ring—
Siren sounds approached…
Instead of panic, the gang members hearing this grew oddly familiar and began wailing like children!
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