Fighting a Group of Ghosts Alone

Alex narrowed his eyes and scanned the area warily. Just now, he had punched them one by one. He clearly felt that there were many ghosts around him, but for some reason, those ghosts suddenly distanced themselves from him and hid in the dark. Right on the heels of that, a cold and slightly fawning aura approached. After this one was sent flying, several auras came knocking on his door right on the heels of that. He counted and he sent at least seven flying. His movements were getting more and more proficient. Indeed, actual combat was the fastest way to improve.

"The only thing I'm not sure about is whether he's dead or not…" Alex muttered to himself. "Just sending him flying won't do…" Although he couldn't see, his perception was getting more and more accurate. Perhaps there were still many ghosts around him that he couldn't sense, but it didn't matter. He would take it slow…