Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Cultist

Translator: 549690339

Bang!

Jack Clark and Justin Welan unleashed a full-force strike, their fists and palms colliding with a muffled explosive sound. Both were sent staggering back several steps by the powerful counterforce.

“Stop, no more fighting.”

A heavily sweating Justin Welan gasped for air and waved his hand to signal a halt to the fight.

Seeing this, Jack also stopped and took a long breath.

At this moment, both of their bodies were soaked with sweat, their skin flushed red, and they radiated intense heat, a sign of Qi Blood seething within them.

After steadying their inner breath, Justin complained, “Jack, we were just having a friendly spar, you really didn’t need to go all out.”

At first, both were restrained and held back their full strength in their exchanges. However, as the battle intensified and their blood boiled, Jack’s strikes became heavier.

Faced with this situation, Justin naturally didn’t hold back, and the two of them exchanged increasingly fierce blows.

Jack touched his slightly swollen left cheek and smiled, “Well, isn’t this just a fair competition? I got carried away. Besides, I got hit by over ten more punches than you did, so I’m actually at a disadvantage.”

“You really think we can count it like that? Look at my face.” Justin pointed at his swollen eyes, defiant.

Although Jack had been hit by more punches, they mostly landed on his back or shoulder; with only one on his face, he was much better off than Justin.

At this point, not only Justin but also Freya Louise and the others on the sidelines did not expect the fight to be so brutal.

Freya came up to Jack and looked at his cheek with curiosity, “Jack, does it hurt?”

“What do you think? You want to try?” Jack’s gaze fell upon her pure and pretty face, feeling slightly tempted.

Such a beautiful face – one punch would probably make her cry for a long time.

Freya quickly shook her head, “No.”

“Hey, Justin, your arm is swollen.” Vera Lee poked Justin’s left arm with her finger, causing him to grimace in pain and quickly dodge.

“Don’t touch, it hurts!”

Crystal Leinster came over with a small bottle in her hand, “I have a bottle of Special Ointment here that can quickly reduce swelling and improve blood circulation. You two take it and apply it on each other.”

“Thanks, Class Leader.” Justin took the ointment without hesitation and went with Jack to the changing room to apply it.

As they watched the two leave, Vera Lee playfully stuck her tongue out, “I never thought that Jack, who seems so gentle and cultured, would fight so crazily.”

Sawyer Levin, who had been silent, nodded, “Yeah, Justin really had it rough.”

Despite Jack being at a disadvantage, and being hit more often, for some reason, everyone felt that Justin was the one who had a harder time.

At this moment, Sawyer felt somewhat relieved that he had chosen to give up when he was pushed back by a punch a few days ago.

Otherwise, he might have ended up like Justin, and who knows what the rest of the class would have thought of him.

Crystal suddenly asked, “What do you think? If I invite Jack to join our club again, will he refuse?”

Vera blinked her big eyes, puzzled, “Class Leader, why would you invite him again?”

The other two were also surprised.

As high school students, all of them cared about face; logically, after being refused once, Crystal should not have thought of inviting him again.

Crystal slowly said, “Because he has great courage and strong fighting instincts. If he joins our club, he would be a good teammate.”

The others just saw how intense the fight was, but she saw more.

For example, Jack’s fearlessness in the face of adversity and how his fighting style became even more ferocious amidst the calm. Also, his instincts to exchange injuries while avoiding vital points during the fight.

People like him were born to be warriors, with an unwavering will.

Freya spoke softly, “I think he would still refuse.”

“Alright, let’s pretend I never mentioned it.”

……

“Hiss! Jack, be gentle.”

In the changing room, Jack applied the ointment to Justin’s shoulder. Any slight pressure on it would make him squeal like a pig, which left Jack speechless.

“Why are you such a big man, yet so afraid of pain? Look at me, I’m not afraid at all.” Saying that, Jack applied the ointment to his own chest without a care.

“Nonsense, I chose the Mysterious Martial Thick Earth Formula because I’m afraid of pain.”

“Besides, don’t lie to me. When you were applying it to yourself, you were much gentler. When you applied it to me, you used a lot more force.” Justin rolled his eyes.

“How could that be? Am I that kind of person?” Jack smiled and put down the empty ointment bottle.

After applying the ointment, the two moved their bodies around. Their Qi Blood indeed flowed more smoothly than before, and the swelling quickly subsided.

Jack asked, “Mr. Willard, what’s your current arm strength?”

Justin didn’t hide it and replied, “190 kg, and the strengthening of the first layer of the Mysterious Martial Thick Earth Formula is one and a half times.”

“I see.” Jack nodded.

His own arm strength was just over 150 kg. Considering the difference in their Cultivation Methods, it was only natural that Justin would be able to suppress him completely.

With this calculation, the strength of those who practiced Advanced Skills should be around the same as Justin’s. It would be a bit difficult for Jack to beat them. He pondered.

Exchanging injuries could only be considered a last resort.

Moreover, if the overall attributes were suppressed, as long as the opponent was cunning enough, Jack would actually come out worse in an exchange of injuries.

“It was painful today, but it felt good. Especially you, Jack. I didn’t expect your strength to improve so much that we could actually keep up with each other in battle.” Justin rubbed his eyes as he spoke.

“No, you were much better, Mr. Willard.” Jack said, trying to flatter him.

Justin was speechless, “If I were better, I wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“Isn’t it because you let me do that?” Jack laughed.

“You think I would believe that?” Justin rolled his eyes.

At this point, Jack suddenly asked, “Mr. Willard, do you know what’s been going on the past few days? I see law enforcement officers everywhere on the street.”

Yesterday and today, the streets were filled with law enforcement, which made Jack curious about what had happened.

As for why he asked Justin, it was because Justin had well-connected sources of information.

“No big deal. I heard that two Evil God Sect Cultists appeared, and they are now being tracked down and investigated.”

“Cultists? Those who caused chaos in Koroya?” Jack’s face turned serious.

Noticing his solemn expression, Justin reassured him, “Don’t worry, Jack. It’s not the small country of Koroya here. No matter how many of those guys come, they will die.”

“Although we don’t see many cultivators in society, there are many experts in our city, especially among our school’s teachers.”

“However, it might be a little dangerous these days, so don’t wander around at night if you don’t have to.” Finally, Justin reminded him once more.

At five in the afternoon, Jack left the school after the swelling in his face subsided. On the way, he took out his mobile phone and searched for news about Koroya.

He discovered that it had been half a month since the situation in Koroya had become more and more serious.

Almost half of Koroya was showing signs of rebellion led by cultivators, and besides that, there were also some Evil God Sect Cultists mixed in among them.

These so-called Evil God Sects were dangerous elements that had emerged in recent years, mostly appearing in small backward countries in the South. They often caused chaos.

Therefore, every time they appeared, they would be quickly eradicated by the local official forces.