My Special Ability is Perfect Replication - Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Four Robbers, Flying Hippos

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Ai Yuhe opened the door, a few men stormed in.

These four teenagers had dreadlocks, tattoos, roguish like hooligans.

They gave Ling Jiu and others a once-over. “Leave behind your dimensional pockets and get the hell out of here!”

Bamboozled, Ling Jiu let out a smirk. He knew these people were up to no good when they had knocked on the door earlier.

They were robbers—four of them.

They wanted to take both their dimensional pockets and the airship.

Just how greedy were these robbers?

Also, they leered at the two girls. If not for the rules of the Super Training Camp, they would have probably done the worst thing to Ai Yuhe and Yang Ling-er.

These four greedy lechers!

“Are you all deaf?”

Seeing that the Ling Jiu and others did not respond, the one robber with a chunky build clenched his fists with his knuckles cracking loudly as he glared at them.

“Let me say it again: handover your dimensional pockets. You don’t want me to hurt you all, don’t you?”

“Hurt us? How?” Ling Jiu sneered.

“You ask for it, kid!”

The chunky guy glared at Ling Jiu like a pissed bull. “You have one last chance: handover your dimensional pockets and get the hell out of here!”

Ling Jiu had nothing more to say. What more needed to be said when dealing with such people? “Shinratensei!”

Boom!

The chunky guy was caught off-guard and flung out of the airship before crash-landing a far distance away.

“Ambrose!”

The remaining three teen robbers saw what happened and their expression changed subtly. Just then, an even more powerful force hit them, sending them flying out of the airship.

“Give me a moment while I ‘talk’ to the four ‘courier guys’.”

Ling Jiu strode out of the airship. It was pitch-dark outside. The stars in the night sky were the only only light source.

“F*ck!”

“D*mn it!”

The four guys clambered to their feet, their eyes burning with fury. “You have infuriated us, kid!”

“Really? So what?” Ling Jiu said, flicking his fingers.

“What an arrogant lad!”

“I will smash your mouth!”

“Leave him to me! He is mine!” Ambrose roared and his body rapidly swelled like a hot-air balloon.

His head flattened with a pair of fangs exposed in his mouth. A pair of black feathered wings, much like that of an eagle, grew on his back to a series of strange sound.

Ambrose had turned into a huge, fanged, black-winged monster in the matter of a few breaths.

The only way to describe him was that he was a hybrid of hippo, eagle, and human: the body of a hippo, the wings of an eagle, and the head of a human.

In fact, he was none of the above.

“It is a Body Morphing Arcana: Flying Hippo Form!” Shi Gang warned. “Be careful, Ling Jiu. You don’t want to underestimate him!”

“Don’t worry!” Ling Jiu let out a nonchalant smile.

The Flying Hippo was a powerful Class-6 Direbeast. Not only did it have a terrifying strength, it also possessed the ability of flight and defense. In other words, this Direbeast had four skills—it could defend attacks, gathered strength, unleash attacks while flying in the air.

The most terrifying thing was, the Flying Hippos existed in large numbers. They were scattered on the grassland of Africa, known as the most formidable Direbeasts.

A Class-6 Direbeast was frightening enough, let alone they existed in groups. They were much scarier than the ordinary Class-6 Direbeasts.

“On your knees, kid!”

Ambrose, who was now a monster, flapped his wings and lifted off into the air before swooping down at Ling Jiu with a punch.

“I can beat you with just the lift of my hand!” Ling Jiu shook his head, raising his right hand as Ambrose approached.

“Shinratensei!”

Bang!

A terrifyingly repulsive force hit Ambrose, sending him flying backward again.

“Do you think this is over? The Beckoning!” Ling Jiu shouted.

Bang!

Not long after, Ambrose was being pull back again. Ling Jiu’s hand was then up in the air. He got hold of a two-meter-tall rock and smashed it at Ambrose.

Bang!

The rock was shattered at once as it hit Ambrose. What followed next was a scream in agony and a series of clear bone breaking sound from his body. Apparently, his bones were broken.

“You are weak!”

With a flick of his hand, Ling Jiu flung Ambrose again. The chunky man groaned in pain as he crash-landed on the ground.

“Ambrose!”

The other three saw what happened and their facial expression changed. “Are you all right?”

“M—my ribs are broken!” Ambrose wailed in pain.

“You are too ruthless, kid!” Another teen robber, short, glared at Ling Jiu. “I thought we all trainees are in the same boat. Do you have to do this?”

“In the same boat?”

Ling Jiu sneered. “Now you are telling me we are in the same boat? Why didn’t you say so when you all first came in?”

The short guy’s expression froze.

“Besides, I have gone easy on him. Just that he is too fragile!” Ling Jiu shook his head. “I wonder how he got selected into the Super Training Camp with such a level of ability. Did he get through backdoor or something?”

“You—”

The three guys were furious.

“What you? Now, I am giving you three a chance: hand over your dimensional pockets and get the hell out of my sight. Or else, you three will end up just like him!”

Ling Jiu pointed at Ambrose who was groaning in pain on the ground.

“Give you our dimensional pockets? Perish the thought!”

“Let’s take him on!”

“Go to hell!”

A fierce battle broke out instantly. But it ended just quickly.

Ling Jiu stood on the spot as if nothing had ever happened, while the three teen robbers had tumbled backward, crying in pain. Together with Ambrose, their groan sounded like a wonderful cadence in this vast wilderness.

“How dare you four become robbers with only this level of strength? I wonder where did you get your courage from!”

Ling Jiu took their dimensional pockets away from them, then returned to the maglev airship, leaving the four guys to themselves.

Whether they could survive the night, or get eaten by the Direbeasts—it had got nothing to do with him.

As long as the fighting between trainees did not happen within the fortress, the Super Training Camp was not going to intervene. After all, the Super Training Camp had never prohibited internecine rivalries.