Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals Chapter 132: True gossip

And it looked like Atlan wasn't the only one raring to go.

Even though the guy didn't act like he would do anything, Atlan saw his body light up in a bright yellow light using his Thermal Vision.

The guy was using his LifeSkill!

The first important trait to be a judo master is to be prepared for anything, the guy thought. He won't expect this.

Atlan saw his left arm turn even brighter as he concentrated his strength to try and grab Atlan's shoulders. The guy practiced this throw multiple tis before, and most novices fail to notice the sweeping leg underneath because they were too preoccupied with dodging the tackle.

"Look, they're fighting!"

"That guy's in the 4th stage Student realm! We'll finally see proof that the Star Porter is a fraud!"

But even if Atlan didn't have his Thermal Vision, his moves were too slow for him.

Atlan simply moved away and countered the sweeping leg with his own special kick.

Black flas enveloped his whole leg as he finally activated his Physique LifeSkill in front of hundreds of people.

He would have had to reveal it sooner or later anyway. He was going to get recruited for more difficult missions in the future, which ant that he couldn't just use his physical strength to get by during those tis. He'd have to eventually reveal his Physique LifeSkill.

Atlan's legs blurred as he kicked the man in his shins. It was easy to guess what happened next once his steel leg clashed with the man's 'fragile' bones.

Crack

"Ah! My legs!"

If he knew that he wasn't the first victim that Atlan had to put to church, then he wouldn't have been so eager to show off his diocre skills.

"What just happened?!"

"Woah! Did you guys see that?!"

"But how can this be? He's only in the 2nd stage and the other guy is in the 4th stage! That's just impossible!"

Everyone who witnessed this simple display of strength covered their mouths in shock. It was one thing to hear about the Star Porter's unbelievable physical prowess, but it was another thing to hear him break a bone from a guy two stages higher than him!

Atlan's legs kicked too fast for the majority of the people to see what happened. They only saw a black blur.

But those with a more keen eye noticed Atlan's pressure spiked up to at least thrice his normal aura when those black flas appeared on his legs. Subsequently, the people who saw this were the most skeptical about Atlan's stories.

After all, they had a good estimation of power realms. They knew that it was impossible for a porter to defeat soone two stages above his own.

But now that they saw it from their own eyes, they were left awestruck.

As soon as they felt the power emanating from those black flas, they knew that the stories they told about Atlan were true.

It was domineering, to say the least.

"That LifeSkill…those flas…that's no re B class…"

"I see…we've been operating under false conclusions…he has an S class LifeSkill talent!"

The rest of the crowd heard those words and erupted in disbelief.

"No way!"

"So that's how he's able to pull off those moves! He's an S class talent. Now it makes more sense!"

The majority were now inclined to believe Atlan's story once they found out about his true class. But of course, there would always be haters who wanted to hate just for the sake of it.

"Hmph. So what? That doesn't an everything they're telling is true! How can you explain that he's recruited by Mount Olympus? Do you think that a tropolis just hands out invites to whoever has an S class talent?"

"And look at him. Just because he's an S class talent doesn't an that he can wear any battle suit he wants. Why are you wearing a black battle suit, lil bro?"

Atlan sighed and commanded his Stealth Tunic to turn into a zippered jacket. Everyone gasped. They watched him zip down and show the original green battle suit underneath.

"Happy?" The windbreaker turned back into Atlan's preferred black battle suit with just one snap of a finger.

"That—that…that's a Stealth Tunic!"

"Only those Olympians have that! Why does he have it?"

There was only one possibility: Atlan received it from the Olympians. But why? The only answer to that question lay in the theory that Atlan was recruited by Mount Olympus and was given the Stealth Tunic as a present.

As much as the skeptics wanted to rebuke the thought, even they couldn't think of a reason as to how else he obtained that Stealth Tunic. Even the Orioness family couldn't procure one if they wanted.

It was then that everybody started to wonder. Was everything they heard about the porter true?

"See I told you all but you wouldn't listen to ! He's the real deal!"

Those who supported Atlan bead with pride once the crowd understood the Star Porter's true brilliance.

"Attention! Please back away and don't crowd the club fair."

The soldiers finally intervened and dispersed everyone from bothering Atlan anymore. They returned to their booths, but they couldn't help but sneak a look at the Star Porter standing by himself. The discussions around him didn't stop and only continued to spread even further around the City.

anwhile, the Judo club recruiter was left speechless. He heard rumors about the Star Porter's unnatural strength, but this was the first ti he saw such a dominant display of strength.

He wanted to recruit Atlan because he thought that the Star Porter could use Judo skills to defend himself in the Redium, but it now seed unnecessary.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, the other guy was good at Judo. He had pretty good form. But it was all for naught against an opponent like Atlan who could break bones like it was nothing.

Who needed technique when brute strength could do the trick?

"I can't believe it. You do know that he's two stages above you, right?"

"Yeah."

Atlan answered as if it was extrely normal to defeat soone two levels above him.

"Anyway. I've been asking a lot of people but no one's been answering my questions. I hope you can.

Do you know a place called the Vineyard?"