JIM IS HIM

CHAPTER 209

Jim loosened his fist as the villains with swords, clubs, and machetes charged him, roaring like mad men.

“In the book, he talked about fighting without tightening the muscles,” Jim uttered. “He said it’d help make vivre move faster and smoother through the body and thus result in a different output.” He started to move nimbly and smoothly and deflected the weapons of the opponents without even touching them and also released smooth bursts of energy through his movements that pushed the opponents away and sent some flying.

“What sort of a martial art is this?” Shadow Sage frowned. “It doesn’t look like he’s releasing much vivre, but he’s pushing his opponents away.”

“He can’t stop bullets from up close,” Monmor said. “They just have to get close enough and surprise him.”

“I’ll do it,” a brown woman wearing a bra and a skirt walked forth. She was Lead Digger ranked 72 among the villain lords. She was holding a briefcase in one hand, and a kitchen knife in the other hand.

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