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In order to push back the opponent, Yi Chen had specifically equipped a heavy round earlier on - a high-density bullet over 20kg in mass, created through a factory compression process.

Due to its substantial weight, it was suited for close-range shooting.

"To fire a heavy bullet from such close proximity and still be blocked unexpectedly, truly befitting of an Apprentice Knight... However, compared to the Death Plague Knight we encountered at the Twilight Clinic, he’s slightly inferior.

It’s probably related to his illness,

after all, he still bears a negative tumor on his back, and can only display his true strength upon full Feather Transformation.

His strength is just right;

it’s a good opportunity to test the true power of ’Bartosz’ and for

to experience real firearms combat for the first ti.

Little Grape, load the ammo—just one magazine with a Pain Bullet will do."

"Received! Finally, I get to try out this gun."

Little Grape was also overjoyed;

his main consciousness had already proceeded to the workshop, coordinating the ammunition assembly and integrating a split eye into the bullets.

[Ard]

With Yi Chen’s entire left arm and even his sleeve turning tallic,

a ssage from the firearm appeared on his retina,

≮All standby ammunition ready, automatic shooting mode activated≯

The mont he received this ssage, the sound of biological chainsaw ripping through flesh and blood echoed near his ear, and Marseillino attacked again.

The chainsaw in his left hand was morphing:

Its dog tail beca soft and elongated, extending his striking distance to over three ters...flung even before close contact was made.

It lunged like a bloodhound gone mad, intending to shred and devour its target.

Crack~

Just as the biological chainsaw was about to be swung, Marseillino heard sothing—a subtle sound reminiscent of bones clashing and fascia twisting.

The sound originated from Yi Chen’s ankle, where his entire calf shone with starlight.

At this mont,

the ’Instant’ taught by Teacher Zede and the ’Star Nebula Body’ given by Principal Desline combined perfectly, all thanks to the absorption of star particles in the principal’s office before leaving Zion.

Whir!

Yi Chen instantly appeared more than ten ters behind him in his blind spot,

left hand holding a gun, right arm still in the posture of carrying a briefcase,

No need to target specifically, just pulling the trigger in the general direction was enough,

BangBangBang~ gunshots continued,

Thirteen bullets were fired in a cascade,

The seemingly erratic bullets began to adjust their paths mid-air as eyes grew on their shells, which could even unleash faint Spiritual Shocks acting as a sort of ’booster.’

With the target lost, Marseillino’s eyes widened in surprise, and even abscesses began to form between his eyes.

"What kind of speed is this? Damn, too late to turn around... Damn it! Do I have to use this trump card right from the start?"

The ’Back Tumor’ embedded in his back, not covered by Knight Armor, suddenly opened its mouth,

This was a cross-shaped grotesque mouth, its embedded sharp teeth moving systematically.

All bullets about to hit started to jam, creating sparks in the air, so even being cut directly.

The eyes embedded on the bullet shells also exploded, none survived.

Corresponding to the pain felt by Little Grape’s main consciousness, he quickly relieved it with eye drops made from Cold Lake.

However, one bullet wasn’t completely blocked, its chain-threaded structure on the surface resisting this invisible tearing sensation. Although its speed was drastically reduced, it managed to strike toward the back.

"Will it hit?"

Yi Chen and Little Grape both looked forward to the effect of the Pain Bullet entering the body, however... Ding!

A spark flew, and the Pain Bullet, now with spikes grown on its surface, was ultimately deflected away, landing right beside Yi Chen.

Hum~

A dark tallic stream flowed over Marseillino’s ’armor’,

This set of armor had no ordinary origin—it was the formal Tumor Armor that only the top ten ranking individuals in the New Recruits Camp could apply for in advance.

The core material for forging the armorHonored Tumor,’ was directly bestowed by the Lord,

Rumored to be necrotic cysts shed from the Lord’s body, refined into Tumor Gold through a special process.

To manufacture this armor, the individual had to personally participate, constantly cutting fresh skin from their body to incorporate into the armor, ultimately creating the most suitable fresh Tumor Armor for themselves.

Yi Chen looked at the armor and was reminded of the "Death Horses" that every mber of the Death Plague Knights was equipped with.

"It seems that the special mbers from the Source Plague Area of the Old World all have fairly impressive standard equipnt. It’s basically impossible to penetrate this armor with bullets alone. There’s only one way left..."

As Yi Chen was devising his battle plan,

Marseillino, having prematurely revealed his back tumor ace and even missed a bullet causing his tumor armor to be hit, underwent a change in his mindset.

Before the match, he had even boasted that participating in such a low-level underground competition did not require wearing tumor armor, but he had put it on at the prudent consideration of his senior knights.

Now, not long after the match began, he had almost been defensively breached, and the tumor armor had been struck by a bullet, even a faint stinging sensation penetrating the armor.

"I underestimated this competition, Figray was right—I need to change my attitude, I should take every opponent that appears before

seriously.

You are strong, but I am stronger!"

With those words... whoosh!

Marseillino’s electric saw in his hand unexpectedly swung in reverse, thrusting into his own abdon, and the sound of the electric saw wildly cutting inside could even be heard.

His face was filled with a sinister smile as he muttered,

"Restriction Removal!"

The cara began to zoom into Marseillino’s body, penetrating the armor and skin, observing his internal cells.

The restrictions that existed on the surface of the cell mbrane were lifted,

Chain-shaped proteins transcribed from between the nuclei modified the cell mbrane, chains of protein resembling saw teeth paired with protein grooves on the surface of the cell mbrane, as if multiple chainsaw chains were being assembled on them.

Every cell was like this.

Marseillino’s entire body was exploding, every inch of skin seed to have sharp objects floating beneath, even tearing through the skin trying to burrow out, and finally... whoosh!

Terrifying biological saw chains grew out from various parts of his body,

shoulders, arms, elbows, backs of hands, and even between the fingers, saw chains suitable for his physical structure erged,

Not only that,

a strange biological pull-ring also grew out of his navel,

as he grabbed the pull-ring, he pulled back and forth with all his strength three tis, his entire body seed ignited, steaming from all over, and sweat dripped like a waterfall.

A saw-toothed, elongated tongue hung at the corner of his mouth, and he entered a state of extre bloodlust.

"Restriction Removal - Living Saw Ripper"

Because of this form, Marseillino was recognized as the most brutal apprentice knight in this session of the New Soldier Camp.

"Let

savor your flavor to my heart’s content!"

With a step, the ground cracked open with smoking fissures,

his speed erupted, more than twice as fast as before, like a bloodthirsty beast charging at Yi Chen.

Clack—There was a similar sound of ankle cracking

In the instant of the pounce,

Yi Chen used "Star Instant" to widen the distance again and fired another magazine of bullets.

Just like before, as Marseillino’s back tumor opened its mouth, any bullet that ca within three ters was invisibly sliced, and any that slipped through were either blocked by the armor or cut open by the chainsaws covering his body.

It was like a tearing domain surrounding him, capable of ripping apart all long-range attacks.

"It’s useless... I wonder how long you can keep dodging, you probably can’t keep using that move," Marseillino said logically,

As Yi Chen continuously used this ankle technique, the high temperatures generated from the friction were even beginning to lt the fascia, and his speed began to decline.

Crack!

Suddenly, during one use of the instant technique, his entire ankle snapped, you could visibly see the broken bone spurs piercing through the ankle, bleeding incessantly.

With the instantaneous turn ineffective, he knelt on one knee,

his head bowed and Yi Chen’s expression was unseen.

During this brief pause, Marseillino caught up instantly, cackling wildly! His tongue, hanging out, excitedly slapped his lower jaw.

Various models of living electric saws cut from all directions, like a crazy bloodhound wanting to swallow him whole.

Crack—At the crucial mont, another strange sound arrived.

But this ti, it wasn’t the friction of an ankle, but the opening of so kind of tal lock.

Whoosh!

A dark gleam slashed across the sky, spreading a death aura that made every cancer patient in the venue feel a sense of dread.

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