Chapter 5: Is This Kid Crazy?
Chapter 5: Is This Kid Crazy?
Before the sharp blade of the iron gate could reach him, Jiang Tian had already reacted.
He suddenly turned around and grabbed the incoming sharp blade with his bare hand.
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Clang!
A crisp collision echoed.
As Jiang Tian caught the blade, his feet slid slightly on the ground, dispersing the huge impact force with precise control.
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Not only that—
The blood-red flames burning on his body climbed onto the blade, consuming the red glow that had been surrounding it.
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The Starry Sky Gate cultist who had controlled the metal blade suddenly felt something off.
His connection to the iron gate fragments… vanished.
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"Burned?"
He immediately realized what had happened.
Jiang Tian had overridden his control and turned the weapon against them.
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Jiang Tian didn't stop.
He spun the iron blade like a windmill, wielding it as if it were a divine weapon.
The bright red flames flowed from his hands, coating the entire blade in intense heat.
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The sharp edge turned red-hot, glowing like molten steel.
The burly man in the vest, standing right in front of Jiang Tian, was cut in half.
His eyes widened in disbelief as his body split apart.
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Jiang Tian didn't stop.
With the momentum of his swing, he closed in on the remaining cultists.
The Starry Sky Gate members were petrified.
They screamed and tried to flee—
But Jiang Tian was faster.
Every cultist within range was killed instantly.
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Then, he loosened his grip slightly—
The spinning blade of the iron gate flew like a whirling guillotine, cutting through the air.
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The cultist who had originally controlled the metal shards didn't even have time to react.
By the time he realized what was happening, the blade had already sliced through him.
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The red flames flickered, then disappeared, as the blade embedded itself in the factory wall.
The cultist fell to the ground, eyes wide open, mouth slightly agape as if trying to speak—
But only blood flowed out.
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"I thought I was setting a trap… but I was just handing him a weapon?"
In his final moments, he saw the high school student in a school uniform walking toward the cult leader.
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"Is the world changing that fast?"
He wanted to curse the recruiter who had brought Jiang Tian to the training school.
"Are you insane? How the hell did you mess up intelligence work this badly?!"
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This school was supposed to trap ordinary citizens—people with no combat ability.
Yet this monster had slaughtered everyone.
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His vision faded.
With his final breath, he muttered his last words.
"You... b*d..."
Then, he died completely.
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Jiang Tian Tensed Instantly.
He didn't relax.
Instead, his body tightened—
A primal sense of danger crawled up his spine.
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A gust of wind blew behind him.
Jiang Tian spun around, throwing a whip kick.
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Boom!
A dull impact shook the entire factory.
The glass windows shattered, shards raining down in all directions.
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Jiang Tian Finally Saw His Opponent.
It was the man from before—
The one performing the pig's trotter ritual.
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And now, his ritual had succeeded.
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The Pig's Trotter… Was Now His Arm.
It was crystalline, almost translucent.
The internal meridians were clearly visible.
The entire arm was twice as thick as a normal human's.
And at the end, where the hoof should be, there were three fingers.
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Each finger ended in a razor-sharp hoof tip.
They looked unbreakable.
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Jiang Tian was still analyzing it—
But the cult leader didn't wait.
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He lunged forward, his other hand stretching toward Jiang Tian.
A gut-wrenching sense of danger overwhelmed Jiang Tian.
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He tried to dodge—but it was too late.
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Swish!
A bloody energy shot toward him like a blade, slicing his chest open.
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Blood poured out, soaking his white-and-blue school uniform in red.
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The Cult Leader Grinned.
"Boy, you're strong for your age."
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"I never thought an ordinary god-summoning ritual would attract a monstrous genius like you."
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"But this is perfect."
"You have so much potential—but you haven't awakened yet."
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"Killing you now is a huge achievement!"
The cult leader laughed maniacally, his pig's trotter fist glowing with bloody energy.
He rushed forward, eager to finish Jiang Tian off.
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He threw a punch—
Though he was still far away, the bloody energy formed a shockwave and slammed into Jiang Tian.
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Boom!
Jiang Tian was sent flying again.
His body smashed into a pillar, bending it slightly.
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Jiang Tian clutched his chest.
His mind raced.
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"This guy's ability… he can extend his attacks?"
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"Damn… I haven't been training since I arrived in this world."
"The blood energy I stored is running low… I can't hold the Flesh Furnace much longer."
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Jiang Tian dodged the next attack, reaching into his pocket.
He pulled out some biscuits and shoved them into his mouth.
It was barely anything, but better than nothing.
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His Flesh Furnace was still burning.
The blood-red flames healed his wounds, but it drained his energy fast.
He couldn't sustain it.
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"Not much time left."
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Jiang Tian's only choice—
Find a way to escape.
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"You were so bold killing my disciples just now!"
The cult leader sneered, eyes glowing with madness.
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"You're just a student!"
"You can't possibly fight the great Red Pig Clan!"
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"Die!"
He lunged again, his pig's hand turning crimson as he threw another punch.
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Jiang Tian analyzed his opponent's power.
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"The pig's hand… it's constantly feeding him energy."
"No wonder I didn't sense his strength earlier—he was still weak back then."
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"This is bad."
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His blood energy was running low.
He couldn't sustain his Flesh Furnace at full power.
Unless—
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Wait a second.
Jiang Tian's eyes flickered.
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A crazy idea formed.
Instead of dodging—
He stood his ground.
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The cult leader was stunned.
"Is this kid… crazy?"