Welcome to the world of strength supremacy

Igarashi pondered slightly, thinking that his 10 experience points were contributed by the two gangsters just now, which is really small.

“What counts as a worthy goal?”

"The target's power, status, ability, etc. determine the value of the target."

This is quite understandable. A person's value depends on many aspects. The two gangsters just now were of low social status and ability, so their force value could barely reach the standard. It is understandable that they have so little experience value.

Originally, Igarashi should challenge some valuable goals for the sake of experience points, but in a society governed by the rule of law, one cannot learn from the unknown. The only people Igarashi can choose are those who wander the dark side of society.

"Last question, why choose me?"

Although Igarashi's ability is excellent among ordinary humans, since the system has the ability to allow him to travel through time, he can choose a stronger host in the world, so why choose him.

…

"Silence?"

When Igarashi saw that the system had no response, he stopped talking. The system had the power to travel through the world. Now he was no more than an ant to the system. If the system did not tell him, he would not be able to force it.

If the system really has a plan, it can directly issue a mission that will lead to death if it fails, instead of just strengthening its own existence like an auxiliary like now.

Walking out of the dark alley, Igarashi strolled on the street. It was still a month before the start of Gaoyu Cheng High School. He could use this time to gain more experience points.

…

"Have you found Igarashi?"

A group of tall young men gathered in one part of the street. Each of them exuded a fierce aura and held various metal weapons such as baseball bats in their hands. Due to this unusual sight, there were not many pedestrians on the originally bustling street.

"He's coming towards us!"

A gangster with the same high level of discernment came running out of breath and answered the leader's question.

"What?"

Originally, this group of people was just because of Igarashi's crazy attacks on people in society these days, and even the worst under his hands were bruises and bruises. So the most powerful people in each region gathered together and planned to give Igarashi some color. To think that he actually dared to come over on his own initiative.

Looking at Igarashi who was gradually approaching from a distance, the people who all had a sinister aura on their bodies stopped saying anything. The few people closest to Igarashi looked at each other and rushed towards Igarashi with a roar and a variety of weapons. Lan.

"System, once I have enough experience, immediately strengthen my spirit to 20."

After so many days, Igarashi has accumulated experience by defeating gangsters, gangsters, and desperadoes, and has strengthened his physique to 25, but his spirit is still 15.

Faced with the weapons that were swung at him, which were extremely destructive for ordinary people, Igarashi did not dodge, and even faced them with bare hands.

In the shocked eyes of the gangsters, both blunt and sharp weapons were blocked by Igarashi with his unprotected hands. After that, Igarashi punched each other, even if some people even held metal weapons to block them. In front of them, Igarashi's fist directly punched a dent in the steel, knocking them away.

"monster?!"

The other gangsters looked at Igarashi's actions and stood still in disbelief. Igarashi didn't pause, knocking down the strong men approaching him one by one like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"Ding, the host's spirit has reached 20."

As the system beeped, Igarashi looked at the fallen figure in front of him and smiled slightly: "I'm just a hero out of interest."

The many desperadoes lying on the ground were still groaning uncontrollably from the pain in their bodies. After hearing Igarashi's words, their hearts collapsed. People with such a high martial arts value can achieve brilliant achievements in the bright world. Why bother with people like them who walk on the dark side.

"boom!"

There was a gunshot, but it was a man covered in tattoos who struggled to take out a pistol and fired a shot at Igarashi. Perhaps knowing that no one could be killed, this shot was aimed at Igarashi's shoulder. .

The piercing sound of gunfire made the painful groans of everyone else seem a little faint, and everyone's eyes were focused on the pistol and Igarashi.

Igarashi, who had just strengthened his energy and felt refreshed, narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the gunshot, and was about to reach out to block the bullet.

That's right, Igarashi, who blocked bullets with his hands and strengthened his physique to 25, was able to ensure that he would not be injured when faced with pistol bullets.

Igarashi, who was about to take action, had a thought in his mind. His spirit, which had been extremely active since the strengthening, actually had an invisible force. He was naturally controlled by Igarashi like his hands and feet, and was controlled to rush towards the five-stone weapon. In Shilan's eyes, it was not a very fast bullet.

"Zi"

There was a dull scraping sound, and the bullet in the air seemed to be hindered by an invisible obstacle. The speed that was originally as fast as lightning in the eyes of ordinary people became visible to the naked eye.

Finally, the bullet slowly hit Igarashi's shoulder, scratched a little mark on his clothes, and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Ghost, ghost!"

At this time, the people around seemed to have forgotten their own pain. Even the desperadoes were licking blood with the blade of their swords. This ghostly scene made them nervous and they rolled away. Igarashi watched Look at the bullets falling on the ground. Is this spiritual power?

Listening to the sound of the police car getting closer and closer, Igarashi quickly left in the opposite direction. Now he has almost beaten everyone who can fight without causing social unrest. If this continues, he may be targeted by the higher-ups. People paid attention.

Time is almost up, so let’s quickly go to the highly developed high school that is isolated from the outside world.

Chapter 3 Welcome to the classroom of strength supremacy

Sitting on the bus, Igarashi looked at the students wearing the same school uniform as himself and smiled slightly. High school. If it were in the past, Igarashi didn't like high school very much. There were a lot of things. But this is the second dimension, high school. But it is the center of various events.

"Classmate, this is a love seat. Can you give up your seat to this old lady? She looks like she's working hard."

A pleasant female voice came, and Igarashi looked away and saw a girl with short orange hair and beautiful purple eyes in front of the bus, pleading pitifully to the strong blond man in front of her.

Both of them were wearing the uniforms of a highly educated high school, and starting to think about it today, they were alumni.

The blond man occupied two seats, crossed his legs, and remained motionless in the face of the girl's request. He half-squinted his eyes and said, "No, no, no, although this is a love seat, there is no rule that you must give up your seat."

The girl was a little surprised by the man's extreme self-remarks, and was about to continue to persuade the blond man, who seemed a bit hard-hearted. Igarashi, who was sitting in the back half of the bus, knowing that her persuasion would not be effective, stood up. He smiled and waved to the girl from afar.

"Sit here with me."

Not far from Igarashi, a girl with long black hair, purple pupils, and an aura that exuded a keep-out-of-the-way aura, glanced at Igarashi, who looked full of aura due to her super-high physique. With his sunny smile.

"Tsk, good old man."

If many people in society who were beaten up by Igarashi heard this comment, they would probably collapse. Is this kind of destructive monster a good guy?

Igarashi, whose five senses had vaguely surpassed the human category, naturally heard the comment from a certain black man, and without saying much, continued to look at the orange-haired girl in front of him.

Igarashi had a sunny smile in front of him, which made the orange-haired girl named Kushida Kikyo feel like a darkness in her heart was being purified.

"Thank you, my name is Kushida Kikyo."

"Hello, I'm Igarashi."

When the old lady sat down, Kushida Kikyo seemed to have forgotten the situation at this time and bowed to Igarashi to thank him. However, he could not stand firmly on the moving bus. He had no time to grab the armrest and fell towards Igarashi with the inertia. go.

Looking at the girl who was leaning towards him, Igarashi adjusted his standing posture slightly, pressing his heels against the raised handrail behind him, and withstood the impact of Kushida Kikyo in a stable posture.

"Yes, sorry."