Wizard: Starting from Escaping Another World to Pioneering

Chapter 157 One Punch, One Kill

Without any hesitation, Matthew flashed into the distance, becoming a blur as he moved through the massive army of skeletons.

With each punch he threw, countless pieces of bone flew out!

Matthew glanced at them and found that the skeleton army numbered in the thousands.

Moreover, the black energy continues to generate skeletons.

Normally, Matthew would definitely use witchcraft to cleanse the area on a large scale.

But he did not do so at that moment.

This was also Matthew's way of taking care of the Todd family.

Otherwise, if he cast Meteor Spell, Blackwater Castle would probably be reduced to ruins.

Skeleton skeletons continued to crawl out of the black mist.

But they can't generate as fast as Matthew can throw a punch.

"Bang, bang, bang!!!"

More than a dozen skeletons shattered, turning into countless broken limbs and bones.

The original army of skeletons, numbering over a thousand, is now reduced to only one-third.

As Jax pondered this, the skeletons did not cease their advance.

Instead, it lunged at Matthew even faster.

Fortunately, these undead creatures have no intelligence and only obey the summoner's commands to attack.

If a mortal army had witnessed this scene, they would have been routed long ago.

However, in the face of absolute power, these skeletons were nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Matthew unleashed punch after punch, killing as many as came.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

After another series of sounds of bones breaking, no more skeletons emerged from the black mist.

After this series of attacks, Matthew came to a conclusion—4,256.

This is the number of skeletons he killed.

Logically speaking, sorcery like Jax's, which summons undead creatures, usually involves a pact with certain undead races.

As long as the opponent's magic continues to be output, a continuous stream of skeletons will be summoned.

But Matthew looked at the magic circle still standing on the ground and the eerie black aura, and no more skeletons crawled out.

It was immediately clear that the skeletons on the other side were not the result of summoning magic.

At this moment, after witnessing Matthew's terrifying physique, Jax's face darkened.

He was always arrogant, and his confidence swelled even more after defeating many apprentices.

Jax believed that those apprentices from academic backgrounds were nothing more than a group of mediocre people who only followed in the footsteps of their predecessors.

But today, he realized that there were also geniuses in the academic world just like himself.

Even so, Jax doesn't think he'll lose.

He coldly said to Matthew, "I'm very satisfied with your physique!"

"This body will definitely make an excellent specimen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jax ignored the other party's reaction.

With a thought, he took out several hearts from his storage space.

These hearts were still beating vigorously, radiating heat, and seemed to retain some warmth.

Jax tossed those hearts high into the air.

He muttered incantations, reciting a series of strange spells.

At the same time, he cast a rune at the floating hearts.

The elements in the air rapidly gathered, forming a bloody spell model.

Under Jax's control, the hearts quickly glued together and assembled.

As he channeled his magic, the aggregate of hearts shot rapidly toward Matthew.

"It was so hard to collect so many hearts."

"I didn't expect it to run out so quickly."

"You can die in peace now that you've been killed by my witchcraft."

Matthew frowned as he watched the rapidly approaching, bloody mass.

"It's that primitive and barbaric witchcraft again—"

"That spell model looks rather rough; it looks like a half-finished product."

"It should be Jax's own creation."

"However, this way of using materials is quite immature."

"How backward!"

Matthew focused his mental energy, rapidly circulating the magic within his body, and unleashed the [Rock Body] technique.

The earth element in the air trembled and rapidly gathered around him.

Countless gray-white rocks covered his body, and in the next moment they enveloped his entire body.

Just then, under Jax's mental control, the heart conglomerate had already reached Matthew.

He pointed forward and shouted, "Die!"

"Bang--!!!"

The heart mass exploded instantly, and the terrifying explosive force engulfed Matthew.

The enormous impact spread outwards, and onlookers who were dozens of meters away from the center of the explosion were knocked down.

At this moment, Earl Golden Lion revealed a smug smile.

"It seems Lord Jax is still the better one."

"With such terrifying explosive force, there's no way that apprentice named Matthew could have survived."

Meanwhile, everyone hiding in the hall was also affected.

Some people who were close by were thrown backward like kites with broken strings due to the enormous repulsive force.

At this moment, even the butler Zack lost his balance and sat down on the ground with a thud.

His mood plummeted along with his body.

He had already felt victory was assured when he saw Matthew smash a skeleton with a single punch.

But as the terrifying explosion ripped through the air, his spirits plummeted.

Seeing this, Jason, who was slumped on the ground, unconsciously clenched his fists, his heart leaping into his throat.

"Still not working? —"

The onlookers had various expressions, but none of them believed Matthew would survive.

Except for one person—Sweeney Todd.

At this moment, his hands were still behind his head as he leaned against the wall.

Todd's face remained calm and unaffected by Jax's sorcery.

He had complete faith in Matthew and therefore had no concern for the man's safety.

A thick, pungent smell of blood permeated the air, filling the entire space.

Just then, a gentle breeze suddenly arose from nowhere, dispelling the surrounding bloody aura.

The epicenter of the explosion quickly returned to calm.

Jax's smile suddenly froze.

"You're not dead?"

"That's impossible!"

The self-created witchcraft that he had always been so proud of actually failed to kill his opponent.

Actually, this witchcraft was not weak. According to Matthew's estimation, the damage he just caused should have been over 900.

Although this damage is still below the standard for a monster-level apprentice within the school of martial arts.

However, it should be noted that the other party was just a wild wizard, and the wizardry was quite crude.

If Jax could properly modify the spell model, the damage could definitely reach over 1200.

Although the witchcraft did not cause Matthew serious injury.

But the stench of blood also corroded most of the rocky surface of his body.

Matthew didn't give the other person a chance to react; he seized the moment when the other person was distracted.

The leg muscles tense up, suddenly contract, and push off forcefully.

His figure vanished from his spot and instantly reappeared in front of the other party.

Jax's pupils constricted sharply, his breath filling the room.

Matthew's fist sliced ​​through the air, growing larger and larger in his eyes.

The opponent was too fast; he had no time to dodge.

"No!!!"

Matthew's fist had already smashed into Jax's head.

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