Navigator: I Have a Legendary Exploration Log

Chapter 109 Thunderous Strike

The man holding the flintlock pistol suddenly felt his vision spinning wildly, and he seemed to fly up as if weightless.

Having just broken through to the second tier, Chalice had no clear understanding of his transformed agility and physique.

After receiving a slight nod from Jack, he acted without hesitation before the conflict escalated.

The bald man who came to collect the debt suddenly saw a blur.

The arrogant expression was still lingering on his face when the henchman holding the gun in front of him was suddenly knocked away by a dark figure.

It really flew out of control!

Chalis, who suddenly charged out from the side, channeled all his momentum into his raised right elbow!

There were no fancy moves, and no pre-battle verbal battles.

While the bald man continued his tirade, Cheryl, having received permission, dropped a casual curse and began to attack.

The elbow struck the gun-wielding man's side waist, who was completely caught off guard, using the force of the stomp and the momentum of his charge.

Chalice's powerful force struck him squarely, sending him flying!

A dull thud.

The man holding the gun trembled, his eyes bulging in pain and confusion.

He felt as if he had been hit hard by a runaway motorcycle, his whole body completely flattened.

Now!

The crisp sound of bones cracking seemed to be clearly audible only to him and Cheris, as the flintlock pistol slipped from his hand.

He was also "stuck" to the wall by this immense force, which happened to be the exterior wall of the room they coveted.

The man was slammed against the wall with a snap.

The dull thud of bones cracking reached everyone's ears, especially the short and clear snapping sound.

His head snapped back at an exaggerated angle, with the back of his head almost touching his spine.

Under Chalice's unreserved elbow strike, the ordinary man's cervical spine snapped instantly!

Blood streamed from his nostrils, eyes, and mouth, and the man's limp body slid down the wall like a mass of pounded meat paste.

He opened his mouth one last time, spitting out more blood before breathing again.

Those eyes didn't show much pain, but mostly confusion and bewilderment.

Because they died so quickly, there wasn't even time to feel pain.

A pool of dark red blood spread across the ground, gradually expanding.

Whether it was Luca and the other crew members who were gritting their teeth in confrontation or the arrogant gang members, they were all stunned and stood there dumbfounded by the black-haired youth in the middle who slowly straightened up.

"Otherwise—otherwise—"

The bald man's brain seemed to freeze, and he could only repeat himself a few sentences in vain.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his subordinate lying soundly asleep in a pool of blood at the base of the wall.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Luca and the others were initially shocked, but then overjoyed!

Buck, who was hiding next to Luca, was also shocked.

Although he was very confident in Chalice's breakthrough, and even felt that it wouldn't cause the young man any trouble at all—

But when Chalice actually became a second-tier extraordinary being, his terrifying speed of advancement still amazed Buck!

The words are divided into two parts.

Luca has finally found a savior, but things are not looking good for the gangsters who came to collect the debt with a flimsy IOU.

Chalice swung his elbow, savoring the feedback from the attack.

Through one-sided combat experience, he gained a more intuitive understanding of his current physical condition.

Strength, agility, explosiveness, endurance—including the most basic hardness of bones and the toughness of muscles—are far superior to those of the first tier.

Chalice didn't even use his spiritual power; relying solely on his physical strength, he achieved a crushing victory.

He looked at the remaining gangsters expressionlessly.

The bald man had at least experienced gang warfare.

Although intimidated by Chalice's ferocity, they couldn't afford to lose face.

His face, full of flesh, twitched with fear, but he still managed a low, menacing growl: "You—you actually killed him! Do you know who we are? You—tell me your name if you dare!"

"You dare to challenge me?"

A cold smile appeared on Chalice's lips.

"Is that knife in your hand just for show? You watched your underling get killed by me, and if you don't get revenge, how will you ever show your face again?"

The bald man tilted his head guiltily, but seemed to sense that there were still more than ten of his men behind him.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "What are you standing there for? Charge! Kill him!"

Upon hearing the leader's order, several thugs who had been involved in gangs since childhood also charged forward with fierce expressions and strange shouts!

They were not frail, but they were by no means muscular.

Having been involved in gangs since childhood, the fact that they're still low-level thugs speaks volumes about their daily lives, which consist of nothing but drinking, bragging, gambling, and having fun.

Those with a quicker mind would have already climbed up by stepping on their companions.

Just like this bald man —

The reason why gangs are willing to spend money to support such a group of people is precisely to use these thugs, whose thinking has been ruined, as handy "weapons".

Their fearlessness and ruthlessness.

It is the most deadly weapon.

These thugs, relying on the gang's intimidation, can practically run rampant in the slums!

Even the sailors who did manual labor were not afraid of them.

But the family behind them is their biggest weakness.

Long-term unbridled behavior has given these people a great deal of illusion and blind confidence.

Even though his companion almost got stuck on the wall and couldn't get down.

They even dared to brandish knives and attack the young man in front of them.

The thugs, howling and screaming, swarmed in, their machetes slashing at Cherissa with burning killing intent!

Faced with thugs and machetes who left almost no openings, Chalice did not retreat but advanced, voluntarily stepping into the deadly path ahead.

He sidestepped a falling blade of light, and with his left hand, he precisely grabbed the opponent's wrist holding the knife and twisted it sharply!

The cracking sound of a wrist bone breaking was accompanied by a scream, and Chalice grabbed the man's hand and pulled him toward the other man.

The machete slammed into the face of another thug.

A sunken nose bridge and broken teeth —

The man collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.

Chai Lisi caught a glimpse of the incoming blade out of the corner of his eye, casually punched the thug whose wrist had been crushed, and then twisted his waist sharply to the side, his right leg whipping like a steel whip across the attacker's side!

The man was immediately kicked away and crashed hard into his companion, and the group rolled around in a heap.

Chalice stepped on the machete and slashed backward, sending the weapons to Luca.

He doesn't need weapons.

At least to deal with these shady pests, Cheryl needs some punching bags he can use to his heart's content.

The horrific state of his companion did not deter the other thugs.

A tall man, holding a boxing stance, rapidly approached.

Judging from his stance, he seems to know some martial arts.

Unfortunately, he only has some skill at best.

These underground boxing tricks are useless against Chalice's pure numerical superiority.

The burly thug protected his face with his left fist, while his right fist, adorned with brass knuckles, delivered a jab straight at Cherissa's seemingly unguarded face.

However, after he made his move, Chalice casually delivered a punch, striking his throat with surprising speed.

Mouth

Cervical spine misalignment, ruptured larynx.

Chalice casually slapped the big guy, and the good-looking but useless fellow staggered and fell down, clutching his throat.

One look, and they were all taken down!