My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

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Meanwhile.

In the jungle six kilometers away.

A young man with a crew cut stared intently at his portly neighbor, slowly backing away.

The portly neighbor kept closing the distance.

"Dude, I really don't know where Chen Yu is," the crew-cut young man said, his face twisted in distress. "You're the first person I've come across."

"It's the guy with the steel helmet."

"I know who you're talking about, but I really haven't seen him."

"Well, then," the portly neighbor sighed, drawing closer again, "how about you show me your Token number?"

"Is that really necessary?" the crew-cut young man braced himself for a fight, yet still tried to reason, "Both our 'Body Refinement Secret Skills' are at the first tier. We'll both get hurt if we fight. It's safer to hide and target those who are already injured, get the numbers from them."

"No need," the portly neighbor said, his eyes icy, "I'm in a hurry, still have to find my brother. If you don't show it, don't blame me for getting physical."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the crew-cut young man turned and fled.

The portly neighbor immediately gave chase.

"You fatso! Don't push me!"

"Show me the number."

"Are you fucking stupid? Must we both end up injured?"

The words "fucking stupid" enraged the portly neighbor, igniting a furious rage in his chest.

Chen Yu used to call him "fucking stupid" all the time.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'I might not be able to beat Chen Yu, but can't I beat you?'

"Boom—"

The portly neighbor released his peak tier Defying Fate Skill without reservation and accelerated, quickly closing the distance between them.

The crew-cut man got fired up as well, stopped retreating, and charged forward, his supernormal ability ignited. His right arm transformed into a massive bone hammer, spun 360°, and hammered down fiercely on the portly neighbor: "Die!"

"Roar—Don't forget how Chen Yu the scoundrel persecuted you!"

The portly neighbor roared, fury erupting all over him, flames blazed up his body as he struck the bone hammer with his "fleshy" fists.

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Seeing this, the crew-cut man was stunned, then overjoyed.

His supernormal ability allowed him to transform his right arm into various bone weapons.

Especially the "bone hammer," which was extremely heavy!

Transcendents of the same tier, without weapons and relying solely on their skinny arms and legs, would find it hard to resist.

"Bang!"

But at the moment of the punch and the hammer's collision, the happiness on the crew-cut man's face turned to horror.

He felt an "inhuman" great force coursing through him!

The bone hammer cracked.

His internal organs vibrated!

Subsequently, he was sent flying backwards.

"Thud—"

He tumbled several times, landing solidly on the ground.

"Roar!"

The portly neighbor, with flames boiling all around him, pressed his attack, preparing to end his opponent with a flurry of brutal punches.

However, the crew-cut man reacted swiftly.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he quickly pulled out his Token: "34! 34! I'm number 34!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"

The portly neighbor halted abruptly, dazed for a few seconds, the flames around him gradually fading away as he regained his composure.

"I've shown you the number, you won," the crew-cut man said, covering his broken right arm, struggling to his feet. "Can I go now?"

"Oh, sure." Nodding, the portly neighbor muttered "Number 34" and walked away.

"Phew."

Pocketing the Token, the crew-cut man sat down heavily on the ground, breathing heavily, his heart still racing.

"Are all the new students this fierce these days?"

"What kind of supernormal ability was that…"

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As a student of class 1A at Alliance Academy, he normally didn't bother with the "class B" freshmen.

Naturally, he had no idea that the portly neighbor's supernormal ability had reached a "C-" level.

Otherwise, he would have surrendered earlier, to avoid getting hurt.

"It's over."

Bowing his head to inspect the injury on his right arm, the crew-cut man wanted to cry but had no tears: "I won't graduate again this year."

"Are you here?" In that moment, a light, feminine voice came from behind him.

The crew-cut man was startled and whipped around.

He saw the green-haired girl, who had appeared behind him without him knowing when.

"Fuck," he obviously recognized her and cursed, sensibly pulling out his Token to show the green-haired girl: "I'm number 34, please don't hit me, we're classmates."

The green-haired girl glanced at the Token and continued, "Do you know where Chen Yu is? The one wearing the steel helmet."

"...I don't know."

"Who were you fighting with just now?"

"A fat guy."

"Which way did he go?"

"Over there!" The crew-cut man pointed in the direction the pudgy neighbor had left.

"Alright."

Nodding her head, the green-haired girl left swiftly.

Watching the girl's fading figure, the crew-cut man frowned tightly: "Chen Yu, what's with everyone looking for him?"

After pondering for a long while, he remained puzzled.

He then stood up, planning to find a place to heal his injuries.

He had only walked about a hundred meters when another person blocked his way.

"Have you seen Chen Yu?" The long-haired man asked expressionlessly, his black robe stirring as if by wind: "The one with a steel helmet."

The crew-cut man: "...Boss."

Long-haired man: "I'm talking to you."

"Gulp."

Facing the "number one" of the Alliance Academy, the crew-cut man swallowed hard, fearing to say anything unnecessary, he answered: "Haven't seen him."

"Who were you fighting just now?"

"A... a fat guy."

"Where did he go?"

"Over there!" The crew-cut man pointed behind.

The long-haired man nodded, his eyes cold: "Token number."

"34." The crew-cut man's face was mournful as he raised his Token.

The long-haired man then ignored him, his figure flashing and disappearing from the spot.

The crew-cut man: "..."

"Minus 3 points."

"It's really over, completely over."

Looking like a walking corpse, the crew-cut man covered his injured arm and dragged his body forward.

After walking for ten minutes, he arrived at a small stream and stopped.

Bowing his head, he looked at the 'sloshing' stream, utterly drained, and sat down by the water, burying his head and taking several big gulps.

Right from the start, he was deducted 3 points.

Undoubtedly, he had failed this year's graduation assessment.

He could only try again next year.

He sighed deeply, the crew-cut man wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, slightly puzzled: "This water... tastes weird."

And as he turned his head, he saw upstream, a man was bathing in the nude.

While bathing, he was also cursing something...

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"Fuck!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Shit..."

Clutching a piece of cloth, Chen Yu furiously scrubbed at the stains on his body, his expression extremely ugly.

After ten minutes of experimentation, he had finally figured out what the flaw of this "new ability" was.

[Instantaneous Movement]

You can "teleport" 0.5 meters at will.

But during the teleport, you will...

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