The all-powerful middle schooler

With a blank expression, Izumi Hasegawa casually waved her hand, and an invisible force sent a group of people flying, eliciting cries of agony.

"Draw your gun!"

Someone shouted.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

A group of believers immediately drew their handguns, not caring about harming their companions, and started firing.

"How can mere firearms compare to the power I've painstakingly cultivated?"

The densely packed bullets seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, remaining motionless in the air.

Then, the bullet changed direction and went in all directions.

"what!"

In an instant, countless bloodstains splattered, and screams of agony continued.

Even the human body, pushed to its limits, cannot withstand bullets, resulting in a significant loss of life.

"Behold my iron fist! Eh...!?"

One of the weaker members of the deacon attempted to launch a sneak attack, but ended up being seriously wounded and collapsing amidst a hail of bullets.

"What kind of weird power are you using? What kind of man are you?!"

"A real man should fight with his fists!"

"Yeah!"

"If you're so capable, fight us without using this power!"

The remaining four deacons were dumbfounded and began to criticize.

"I grant your request."

Hanase Izumi chuckled and beckoned with her hand.

"Are you sure you don't need to?"

"Is he an idiot?"

"Try it."

"I go."

Whispering amongst themselves, they decided to send the fourth-ranked deacon to test the waters.

"My name is Teng Wu. Watch out! I'll show you my karate!"

The muscular man assumed a karate stance, then exerted force with his feet and his right hand, like a long knife, tore through the air with a cracking sound.

This chop was aimed at the vulnerable neck.

Seeing that his opponent was using fighting techniques, Hasegawa Izumi chose to use martial arts in return.

Step forward with the front foot, then half a step with the back heel; power originates from the ground, unleashing a strike—

"Half-step Crushing Fist!"

A figure flew out and crashed into the wall three meters above the ground.

"Gulu..."

He was stuck inside, foaming at the mouth, and unconscious.

"continue."

Hasegawa Izumi waved again.

"Okay, you think your hands are that good? Let me have another go!"

The person whose name was called said timidly.

"Okay."

"Okay, here I come!"

Upon receiving a response, he excitedly charged forward, as fiercely as a Tyrannosaurus Rex hunting.

"boom!"

Then, it went back even faster and embedded itself into the wall next to it.

No one saw the movement; they only saw the shoe print on his face.

That's right, this time it's the 'Shadowless Kick'.

"Your legs are the only thing that's good!"

"There's a way to do it without using your hands or feet!"

The remaining two swallowed hard, then continued with their path dependence.

Unsurprisingly, the person nodded in agreement.

This time, they decided to go together as a pair.

"It's getting boring if we keep playing like this."

"Izumi Hasegawa said softly."

"hold head high!"

Then, a deafening roar of a lion echoed throughout the underground venue. All the cultists covered their ears, lay on the ground, and lost their fighting ability.

The cult leader did not cover his ears, but simply allowed the sound waves to ravage him, and then relied on his healing abilities to recover.

"It's really scary."

Looking at the mess before him, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"What ability is this?"

"Lion's Roar, ever heard of it?"

"No."

His eyes were blank.

"Alright, it's your turn to make a move."

"Itsuki Izumi spoke up."

"What an audacious fellow! Don't think that displaying strange power can intimidate me! I've only held back until now to avoid revealing my identity; otherwise, with my awakened abilities..."

The cult leader released his grip, letting the mask fall off to reveal a kind-looking face, around fifty years old.

As he spoke, he unleashed his true power, spreading his arms out to the sides.

A light symbolizing vitality suddenly emanated from many believers and then continuously converged on him.

At this moment, his appearance was changing rapidly, showing a tendency to rejuvenate.

"no, do not want!"

"how so!"

"My God, save me!"

"No... Buddha, please protect me!"

When the cult leader absorbed the life force of others to enhance himself, it was inevitable that his followers would notice something amiss with him.

However, faced with this helplessness, many people subconsciously seek divine help and kowtow in prayer.

"Hahaha, there's no such thing as charity in this world. I've been lying to you all, you bunch of idiots!"

The cult leader completely tore off his mask of hypocrisy and roared madly.

"Ah, fools."

Hasegawa Izumi glanced at them and let out a disdainful sneer.

"Pray to gods? Worship Buddha? Perhaps..."

"Beg me! Beg me!"

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Chapter 43 Your next sentence is...

"My lord, save me!"

"please!"

"Please, save me!"

Undeterred by setbacks, many believers, realizing that all this was a false illusion and that their faith could not save them, cried and pleaded, turning their appeals to this mysterious and terrifying man before them.

"can."

The simple words of Izumi Hasegawa gave everyone boundless hope.

"You want to save them? Impossible! Under my power link, they have become my energy source at my beck and call... What?!"

The cult leader had great confidence in his abilities, but the next second, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The man casually flicked his wrist, unleashing something that resembled sword energy, which severed his connection with the others!

"Great!"

"saved!"

"Thank you for your help, sir!"

Those who could still move immediately expressed their gratitude, their eyes filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

"There are actually such methods?"

The cult leader could not believe it, but he had no choice but to believe it.

"Why can you do that! Even superpowered individuals can't arbitrarily interfere with other abilities!"

"That's due to your ignorance."

As she answered, Izumi Hasegawa moved swiftly and appeared on the stage.

"What can be observed can be interfered with, and what can be interfered with can be controlled... This is a profound truth."

"Whose famous quote is this? I've never heard of it... Oh well! I can't use that many anyway."

The cult leader lost control of his emotions, but managed to suppress them in order to maintain his composure.

"I didn't originally intend to do this. In my plan, they would all be my capable assistants, contributing to the construction of my ideal world! It's all because of you that everyone's dreams have been shattered! It's all your fault! Now, I will bring you divine punishment!"

He first raised his hands and began to speak, then pointed to the side.

Are you a histrionic personality?

Hanase Izumi simply asked calmly.

"you……"

The cult leader clenched his fists, further enraged by this cold indifference.

"Not ready yet?"

"enough!"

He roared, and his clothes on his upper body burst open instantly, his body growing to more than two meters tall, his muscles clearly visible, as if cast in steel, like a towering iron tower.

Unlike those who receive blessings, as an awakened superpowered individual, he can freely control the enhancement of his life force to a certain extent. In other words, he can achieve complete control over his own power and will not become brain-dead like the other butlers.

"Although I had anticipated this, I never expected this power to be so wonderful!"

"See that? This is the symbol of power! A level that ordinary people could never reach even after a lifetime of training. In this state, I have nothing to fear, no matter who I am!"

He clenched his fists, producing a resounding crack that echoed throughout the underground meeting hall.