My Sudden Rich System

Chapter 377: Helping the Oppressed

Cold light flashed, and the six Superhumans surrounding Asher had several parts of their bodies cut off. The cuts were so neat that it was quite difficult to make out the slash wounds.

"Ahhh."

"Ahhh."

One by one, the severed body parts fell to the ground. If they had not acted rashly, they would not have ended up dead.

All the black sect disciples were silent. They knew how strong their comrades were and how tough their punches were. But they were all chopped up like vegetables.

"Attack him simultaneously." Their seniors had trouble understanding how it was possible that the thin iron they could usually break without much effort would be able to cut through the body of a Superhuman.

"Ahhhh."

"Slash."

"Cheaters, you can't use katanas," one of the junior students shouted angrily.

Many of their comrades died at Asher's hands, and those who came close to Asher would only die a horrible death.

"I have no enmity with yo