Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

"They should be able to fight back now."

Zhao Luo commented while showing his expectations for the apparitions.

In the dark space, a little away from Zhao Luo.

The ghost suddenly raised his arm and pointed his hand towards the apparitions.

"COME~"

Zhao Luo's ghost spoke in a heavy tone while curling the fingers of his hand towards his palm, which is transmitting his words with a gesture.

'Hmph.'

The apparitions shrugged together as they were not just simple mindless puppets.

Even though they held limited intelligence, they knew what their task was.

"We need to beat this man."

With such a task, seeing the arrogant action of the one who they needed to defeat, the apparitions felt something similar to grumpiness and initiated the attack.

"Ahhh"

The apparitions circled the ghost.

'Hmm'

The ghost gazed around and tightened his fist in response as his eyes covered all the apparitions.

"Crack~"

The sound of his knuckle cracking escaped his fist which acted as the start of the battle.

The ghost was attacked by all sides simultaneously.

A kick coming at his head.

An explosive fist at his stomach.

Two different apparitions coming from the right and the left as they attacked the ghost with their fists.

While five apparitions were acting as a backup with just three steps behind the first four who were currently attacking the ghost.

'Thud!'

Looking at the apparitions coming at him so ruthlessly, the ghost didn't hesitate at all and fell on the spot instantly.

"What?"

Zhao Luo felt shocked as this was the same technique that Feng Ma had used.

'It's the drunken drop!'

Zhao Luo said as he still remembered it clearly.

In the battle of Zhao Luo's ghost and apparitions.

The ghost's action of dropping his body was so sudden that the momentum of apparitions was all messed up.

Bang!

The kick of the first apparition landed on the face of another.

Bang!

While the other apparition's explosive fist landed on these apparitions chest.

"Boom, Boom."

The third and fourth apparitions who were coming from the two sides, left and right, had also landed their attacks perfectly but on each other.

'Ahhh.'

"Bullet Fist", A cold voice escaped from the mouth of the ghost who was lying on the dark floor like a dead log.

The ghost used this chance of disarray and threw his right fist at the confused apparitions while raising his body.

'Boom.'

His one fist which had struck the center of the commotion led by the four apparitions, sent all of them flying.

With four apparitions being thrown out of the circle and ghost still standing without a scratch, the first attack wave by the apparitions had ended.

'Clap, Clap.'

"Amazing."

Zhao Luo praised the ghost which further led the apparition to feel a sense of anger and jealousy towards this lookalike of their master.

Thu without waiting any further, the remaining five apparitions went after the ghost.

They all had lowered their bodies in case this ghost in front of them used the same trick again.

"Ha~"

The ghost while realizing that his same technique won't work again, let out a deep breath and jumped from the encirclement of these apparitions.

The ghost was able to put up a distance of seven meters between the five apparitions and itself with a single jump.

But the apparitions also followed them with swift action.

"Oh, they are using half walk!"

Zhao Luo commentated as he realized the foot technique his ghost and apparitions were using.

Back in the fight.

Zhao Luo's apparitions tried their best but neither they nor their attacks could reach the ghost who was always one step ahead of them.

This chase continued for a while like a weird cat and mouse race.

But then,

*BOOM*

A ghastly shadow could be seen flying upwards.

It was the apparition that was closest to the ghost.

This apparition had thrown a bullet fist at him.

But a calming fist of the ghost destroyed the apparitions bullet fist, completely and caused the apparition to be blown away by the impact.

That is how strong the counter of the ghost was.

"I see."

"So he used the calming fist to not only block the bullet fist but also completely eradicate the power behind the fist of my apparition."

Zhao Luo was taking notes while learning the limits of his ghost's power which also showed how powerful he, himself, had gotten

Looking back at the ghost, Zhao Luo realized that the ghost was running away from the apparitions in a calculated way.

'Letting them close in, one by one,

Dwindling them, till there are none.'

Zhao Luo said poetically while raising his arm and showing a rock sign.

The feeling of cool was visible on his handsome face.

Indeed Zhao Luo was having fun, watching this fight.

'I am learning a lot.'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he put his chin on his arm while lying on the floor like a lizard.

One by one the ghost kept on letting the remaining four apparitions close on him.

He would dodge every attack thrown at him by the apparitions yet sometimes it was easy to dodge while the other times, he was barely able to dodge such consistent attacks.

But as soon as any of them made a mistake in their attack,

'Bang!'

That apparition would be blown away by the countering fist of the ghost.

The fight continued but now the pressure was on the apparitions as the continued fight had reduced their number to three while the ghost was still without a single scratch.

The ghost rushed at the apparitions and threw a left fist at one of them with his full force.

'Explosive Fist.'

He mumbled and the moment his fist connected with the apparitions body,

'Bang!'

Another apparition was thrown back like a ripped cushion, with a dark hole left in its stomach.

With two apparitions left undefeated,

"Heh."

The ghost smirked but that smirk didn't last long as it turned out to be a momentarily one.

'Tap, Tap.'

The ghost heard steps from behind him and looked back instantly.