C41 The Power of the Asura Combat Body!

Jing Pengzu's face darkened as he glared at Jiao Yuanju, issuing a threat, "Kid, listen well. In Krukshire, your status means nothing to me. I've got my sights set on that girl, and if you don't step aside, I'll cut you down!"

Jiao Yuanju simply smiled, remaining silent, while the Shadow Tiger ceased its movements. It meandered out of the alley, docile yet vigilant, keeping a watchful eye on the Jing family members.

Xie Ziyu's arm was broken, but she fixed her gaze on Jiao Yuanju and whispered, "Can you handle this?"

"Leave it to me," he replied, brimming with readiness. He held back from summoning Eoldrai, eager to test the might of his Asura Body against these foes.

Jing Pengzu's rage turned to mocking laughter. "Fine, then. Attack! Take the girl alive, kill the man! If you dare interfere with my business, your lives will pay the price!"

At his command, six figures charged at Jiao Yuanju. Their run was so forceful that the alley's concrete trembled with a thunderous roar, as if not men, but formidable Mutant Beasts, were bearing down on him.

Xie Ziyu's heart skipped a beat at the sight. "They're enhanced humans, baptized by those stones!"

While the rest were oblivious, she understood perfectly. Her father had undergone the stone's baptism, transforming him into a formidable figure among ordinary people. He operated beyond the city limits, teeming with Mutant Beasts, specializing in hunting them down and collecting their eggs.

Without a moment to ponder, Jiao Yuanju strode forward.

The assailants scoffed, "You're seeking death. One slap from me could crush your skull, killing you instantly!"

Unruffled, Jiao Yuanju continued on, as if the matter was of no concern to him. Yet, his physique was undergoing a transformation. An energy layer formed by a current of air enveloped him, like a suit of transparent armor, and he was shrouded in a black glow. But in the cover of night, his transformation remained unseen.

The first member of the Jing family aimed a strike at Jiao Yuanju's head, seemingly intent on taking his life.

With a sinister grin, Jiao Yuanju unleashed a punch!

What appeared to be a simple punch carried the weight of a ton, sending the attacker flying backward with broken bones. Jiao Yuanju's fist had the force of a thousand kilograms behind it.

"Kid, you're dead!"

Without notice, two others had flanked Jiao Yuanju, launching a coordinated assault on his left and right shoulders. Their strikes were merciless, as if they could already envision Jiao Yuanju being cleaved into a heap of flesh.

Yet, Jiao Yuanju stood unflinching, allowing the blades to strike him.

The sound of metal clashing rang out, sharp and deafening. The sabers might as well have struck steel, leaving Jiao Yuanju unscathed.

"What?"

From a distance, Jing Pengzu shuddered in shock. The spectacle was utterly staggering. No ordinary person could stand against their enhanced might, but this kid seemed inhuman, withstanding blades and swords with his flesh. Could he be the fabled new breed of human, the meta-human, rumored to have emerged in America?

Jiao Yuanju frowned, speaking to himself, "That stings a bit. My skin seems to have split. Looks like my flesh can endure roughly seven to eight hundred kilograms of force..."

The two assailants were petrified, nearly dropping their knives to flee. Shaking, they tried to withdraw their blades and back away.

But Jiao Yuanju wasn't about to let them escape.

His hand sliced through the air like a sword.

A scream pierced the silence, and one man's leg hit the ground.

Another lay writhing in a bloodbath, his plight a gruesome sight. Jiao Yuanju nonchalantly delivered another kick.

The man's face drained of color. In a panic, he threw up his arms in defense.

Bizarrely, Jiao Yuanju's leg cut through his arms like a razor-sharp blade, severing them in an instant.

"Ah! My leg!"

He collapsed, terror etched on his face. A three-inch gash in his abdomen oozed blood, the scene resembling a gory abattoir.

Jiao Yuanju swiftly inflicted a severe injury on one person and killed another. His arms and legs were as lethal as blades!

Xie Ziyu was completely taken aback. Jing Pengzu was the most terrified, his face ashen and his legs shaking. Just minutes before, he had been flaunting his power, backed by the Jing family's influence and his own strength. Yet, in a mere moment, two members of the Jing family lay dead before this young man.

Jing Pengzu stared into Jiao Yuanju's impassive gaze, a fear of death and suffocation gripping him, causing his head to throb with pain. Overwhelmed by fear, he shouted, "You dare to kill a member of the Jing family? You're signing your own death warrant!"

Jiao Yuanju offered a slight, cold smile, one that hinted at a long-suppressed chill. "What does it matter if you're from the Jing family? Henceforth, I won't let anyone who wishes me dead live."

With that, Jiao Yuanju advanced towards them.

"Jiao Yuanju!" Xie Ziyu's voice rang out sharply.

He halted in his tracks.

With a mix of awe and fear, Xie Ziyu faced the formidable Jiao Yuanju and implored earnestly, "Please, no more killing. I know you're formidable, far more than any of us could have imagined, but they haven't harmed us. We shouldn't kill those who are innocent."

Jiao Yuanju paused, his clarity returning slowly. He himself was taken aback by the murderous drive that had surged within him upon activating his Asura Combat Body.

"Please, have mercy!"

"We were just following orders. The woman struck the young master, and he ordered us to abduct her. Please, don't kill me—I'll bow down to you!"

The three men kowtowed frantically, kneeling before Jiao Yuanju in terror.

"Leave!" Jiao Yuanju commanded.

"Yes, right away!"

They scrambled to their feet and hurried off, their faces streaked with tears.