Chương 5: She's only 2 years old!
My sister was killed, and I transformed into the King of Calamity to seek revenge! · 佚名 · 24 chương · ~15 phút đọc · Tạo 29/07/2026
Looking at the Wind Eagle Sword hurtling towards him, and at Yang Yiming's self-satisfied posture.
Jiang Che did not back down, nor did he use any fancy moves.
Just as the sword tip was about to touch his armor, he suddenly took a step forward, his waist instantly exerting force, and his right arm taut like a fully drawn bow.
Kamen Rider ZZZ - Impact Form!
Unleash all your power!
"die!"
Jiang Che let out a roar like a wild beast, his thick right arm carrying violent power as he threw a punch without holding back!
He completely ignored the Wind Eagle Sword aimed at him, and instead abandoned all defense, throwing his fist at Yang Yiming's chest as if risking his life.
"boom!"
A muffled thud, like a cannonball exploding, exploded in the air!
A visible white shockwave suddenly spread out from the two of them, instantly turning the rubble on the ground into dust.
Yang Yiming didn't even realize what was happening. The Wind Eagle Sword was still inches away from Jiang Che's armor. He felt as if his chest had been hit head-on by a high-speed train traveling at full speed.
"Snap!"
A crisp sound of armor shattering rang out, and the sturdy Wind Eagle breastplate was actually punched into a deep dent.
"puff!"
Yang Yiming coughed up a mouthful of blood, and like a kite with a broken string, he flew backward at an even faster speed than when he came.
He traced a long parabola through the air before crashing heavily into a pile of broken walls and rubble, kicking up clouds of dust.
At that moment, the scene fell completely silent.
All the cheering crowds were speechless, staring dumbfounded at the incredible scene before them.
Jiang Che slowly withdrew his right fist, which was still emitting black smoke, and coldly looked at Yang Yiming in the ruins.
I haven't received any systematic training, but my stats are high!
Amidst the ruins, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.
That thunderous punch had carved a deep trench in the ground. Gravel and steel bars were scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning.
Jiang Che stood still, slowly retracting his right fist, which was still emitting lingering black energy.
Through his scarlet compound eye mask, he stared coldly at the collapsed wall in front of him.
From the heart of those ruins came a faint metallic scraping sound and a painful groan.
Jiang Che narrowed his eyes, hidden beneath his mask, his voice so cold it seemed like ice shards could fall from them: "You withstood my direct attack and you're still alive? Your life is really tough."
He paused, his tone revealing a chilling killing intent: "However, since you're not dead, you're in for a lot of trouble."
After saying that, Jiang Che took heavy steps, one step at a time, towards Yang Yiming in the ruins.
"Bang... bang... bang..."
Kamen Rider ZZZ's jet-black heavy armor stomped on the gravel, producing a dull and suppressed sound.
The sound echoed through the silent streets, like the Grim Reaper tolling his death knell, each strike striking the hearts of those around him with a heavy blow.
Amidst the ruins, Yang Yiming struggled to turn over.
At this moment, he was no longer the arrogant and domineering person he had been before.
His once incredibly sturdy Wind Eagle Armor, which shone with a blue light, was now covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
Especially the chest area, which was deeply sunken, and even the sound of short-circuiting sparks could be heard from inside.
Yang Yiming's helmet visor was half shattered, revealing his blood-stained face, contorted with extreme pain and fear.
He vomited mouthfuls of blood, his hands digging desperately into the soil as he tried to crawl backward, trying to get away from the approaching black demon.
Seeing Yang Yiming crawling desperately forward on the ground like a stray dog, trying to escape, Jiang Che quickened his pace.
"Whoosh!"
Jiang Che's figure instantly covered a distance of several meters and arrived directly behind Yang Yiming.
"When you want to save yourself trouble and casually crush innocent ordinary people like ants..."
Jiang Che's cold voice came from above, devoid of any human emotion.
The next second, without hesitation, he raised his right foot, which was covered in dark red armor, and stomped down hard on Yang Yiming's head, which was desperately trying to move forward!
"Bang!"
A dull, loud bang.
Jiang Che stomped heavily on Yang Yiming's head, the immense force shoving his face into the mud filled with broken glass and gravel, preventing him from crawling forward even an inch.
"... You should have thought that one day you yourself would be trampled underfoot and killed at will by others like an ant!" Jiang Che finished speaking and increased the pressure on his feet again.
"Ugh—!"
Yang Yiming let out a miserable howl. He felt his skull cracking under the strain, as if it would be crushed like a watermelon in the next second.
Jiang Che lowered his head, looking at the struggling murderer at his feet. He felt no pleasure of revenge, only endless sorrow.
Beneath the armored mask, Jiang Che's eyes had turned bloodshot.
He seemed not to be speaking to Yang Yiming, but rather to himself.
"Do you know...?"
Jiang Che's voice began to tremble.
"My sister, she's about to start living a good life."
"Last month, she finally won the lottery. We bought a new house, and we finally have a home of our own."
"She no longer has to go to the market early every morning to outwit the vendors in order to save a few dollars on groceries, and she no longer has to be looked down upon for a few cents."
"She no longer has to wear a cheap piece of clothing for three years, until the cuffs are worn out and tattered, and still be reluctant to throw it away."
"She no longer has to work three jobs a day so that I can focus on my studies, and she's so tired every night that she can't even eat and can only drink water to fill her stomach..."
With every word Jiang Che spoke, images of Jiang Xian's past hardships and toil flashed through his mind. Those images were like sharp knives, relentlessly stabbing at his heart.
However, Yang Yiming, who was being trampled underfoot, had no time to listen to Jiang Che recount the hardships and sorrows of these ordinary people at the bottom of society.
His face was filled with extreme fear.
Yang Yiming is now truly regretting it; he's kicking himself!
He couldn't understand how he could have been so blind as to provoke such a terrifying jinx!
Is this really just an ordinary person who has just awakened?
Who is this newly awakened person who can defeat a fully trained armored awakener with a single punch, leaving them helpless?
Whose newly awakened person possesses such terrifying energy pressure?
This is not a newcomer at all; this is a monster in human skin!
As he felt the foot pressing down on his head grow heavier and heavier, the shadow of death completely enveloped Yang Yiming.
With his defenses completely collapsed, Yang Yiming coughed up mouthfuls of blood mixed with pieces of his internal organs while frantically begging for mercy and apologizing.
"I'm sorry... cough... I'm sorry!"
Yang Yiming cried out incoherently, clinging tightly to Jiang Che's leg as if grasping at a last straw, "I know I was wrong! It was my mistake, I was blind! Please let me go!"
"Just let me go, and I'll give you anything you want! Money! As much as you want! I can get you the best cultivation resources! I can get you a direct entry into the upper echelons of the Knights Alliance! Please, don't kill me, spare my life!"
Hearing Yang Yiming's tempting offers, Jiang Che's mood became even more depressed.
He doesn't care about money or status at all.
All he wants is for his sister to come back to life.
Jiang Che's voice became extremely hoarse, filled with a strong sob.
"Do you know...?"
"She's only 20 years old."
"She also has many things she wants to do, and many ambitions and dreams that haven't been realized yet. She wants to travel, she wants to wear pretty dresses, she wants to open her own little shop..."
"But now, everything's gone. You've destroyed it all!"

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