My Fist Is Like Steel

"How can I not believe it, bro? What you said happened exactly. From now on, I don't know anyone who can separate me from you!"

Toraman was enthusiastic. What I was wondering about was the book that he said he took but that I can't see in his hands at the moment.

"Toro, you said you bought a book; where can you show me?"

"Max brother, I opened it as soon as I woke up; a talent came out of it."

'Look at the slouchy, the moment he ate the shock, he speeded things up. It's obvious from his type anyway; he's oriental cunning, this brat!'

While I was doing character analysis inside of me, I was looking at the face of the big young man in poker face mode and expressionless.

"Come on, then tell me about your new talent!"

My request astonished him; for some unknown reason, he seemed to hesitate between speaking and not speaking; Meanwhile, I was changing my eyes; maybe this lesson was not enough for the village chicken.

Stun

– Level 1

– Effect to restrict the movement of the Fallen for 1 second.

– Against Fallen levels higher than the user, the chance of success is reduced by 30% at each level.

The duration of the effect is increased by 50% at all levels against the Fallen level lower than the user.

– Level two requirement –to get 10,000 successful stuns.

Now that the ability to control had also arrived, all the necessary conditions could be considered fulfilled for now. At the same level, I had the offensive ability that ignored the defense of the Fallen, we had a tank, a healer, and a slouchy to help us escape under challenging times.

"Very good; according to my plan, let's first try to level up individually in our immune areas. Rimel, you need to use Purify; we don't want you to die because you don't have attack power."

"Calm down, bro, and it would be best not to use your talent for now!"

After talking to Rimel, I found Sukrucuk sweating when I turned towards him. Unable to master the subject, he was constantly thinking of scenarios where the wrong sides of his talent would lead him to death.

"Toro, you know your job!"

The big boy didn't need to say anything; it is evident that he had the taste of first blood.

"Rimel, send a party invite!"

"Toraman, send a party invite!"

We would be at four different ends of the village for a while, and if I'm not mistaken, we should be able to communicate through the party.

When both people chose the option 'Yes' from the options that appeared in front of them, our team of four was formed. I wondered what the party, formed from such unrelated people, could do.

After parting for a short time, I came to the Alcohol Zone, to which I belong. The Fallen swam around like a colorful cocktail. There weren't many people everywhere, only a few were those who had died in the previous round and suffered eight hours of torment, and they were looking at the mobs from behind the shield, terrified.

Passing unconsciously among the people gathered in one place, I stepped to the other side of the shield; after this move, some sinners who died at the hands of mobs started to talk mockingly.

"I guess it wasn't enough to die once for this!"

"I think this lion has eaten a heart!"

When I turned around, I found the holders of the insulting remarks laughing in agreement; I wasn't angry; I was busy imprinting their faces on my mind so I wouldn't forget.

"It is my word, as long as I am here, I will not help anyone who gives these people a glass of water!"

"Evil score received +5!"

I guess the system didn't like it; it suddenly gave me bad points.

"Go, stone chariot! Go die again, and they will send you to the Second Floor of Hell!"

The people who made fun of me were a group of about thirty people; the words of one of them with one low shoulder were ringing in my ears right now.

"My son, don't look at these dogs. Didn't they tell you after they died?"

An uncle with gray hair and a slightly bent waist took my hand and pulled me into the shield, and spoke in a low voice so that no one would hear.

"What did they tell you, Uncle?"

This person with Headlines on his head raised one eyebrow after my question and looked at me with a bit of amusement.

"Don't pretend, haven't we all been told that if we die twice in the same day, we'll be sent to the Second Floor of Hell?

When I received the free information, my eyes lit up; this treat, which I could not say no to, would have a doping effect on my body.

"Add Friend Headline!"

When I sent the uncle a friend request, he jumped out of fear; even though he had not received his information, my invitation got him.

"Choose the one that says yes, uncle, and you can pass by and take a breather now because from now on, you will not be killed by the Fallen around the village!"

What kind of a maniac we came across, the man who looked at me from head to toe with his eyes was watching me from where I left off, even though I was out of the shield.

"Angel, oh Angel, you burned me; should I fall into the deserts with your love, daughter of the oppressor?"

While the Drunk LVL 1 was heading towards me because I entered his sphere of influence, he was starting to lay the foundations of the conversation that he would enslave until he took my life.

It was time to test my skill; I activated the Unstoppable Fist, ignoring a thousand kinds of words behind me.

After my right hand was scorched by the heat as if it were on fire, perhaps for the first time, I had the feeling that I was holding great power. My arm was pulled to the side of my body, the palm of my fisted hand facing up.

This stance, which was very familiar from somewhere, was only able to solve when I threw a punch; Drunk LVL 1 was about to hug me when I pulled back my left arm in front and placed my right fist in his chin.

Unstoppable Fist Succeeded

-Level 1 (1/10,000)

Reminder Options

Every successful hit / 100 and multiples

The Fallen, it's broken; if I hit it a little faster, I could smash it. Now that the notification came in, that skill was mine now.

Of course, I chose 100 and its multiples. I was not yet megalomaniacal enough to want to listen to this message after every punch.

The punch was also robust, and if I'm not mistaken, it should be a basic karate punch form. I wouldn't have time to think for a long time; the buddy of the Fallen, who I had crumbled, was running towards me.

After I killed him with one punch, I collected those that fell from the two mobs. It is where I was a little disappointed. I had bought the skill book after my first hunt in this area, whereas now, the few copper coins standing in front of me did not interest me.

I still took the money just in case and threw it in my pocket; of course, wasn't it a big sin to waste after all?

I hurried back into the shield, and I could feel the frightened glances of those who had just teased me before I stepped aside and sat down.

"Let's have a look at our information!"

Name: Max

Title: Sinner

Level: 1

Life Points: 10

Magic Points: 10

Energy: 6

Attack: 10

Defense: 10

Power: 1

Stamina: 1

Agility: 1

Wisdom: 1

Ability: Unstoppable Fist

Profession: None

Kindness Points: 15

Evil Points: 15

Two new titles were added to the list, but one thing struck me here. When I said I would help the uncle, the Good Points were not written, but the system immediately imposed the Evil Points when he threatened the others.

Meanwhile, my energy was low. Since I dropped 4 points for two punches, that means I would have to rest for a while after making five hits.