Han Jin's "big treasure" made everyone present burst into laughter. Even the fat man pretending to be dead on the ground thought he might have met an idiot, considering sneaking away in the chaos.

The flat-top hairstyle guy was out of breath from laughter, holding his stomach: "You ... you call this a weapon? Ajie, Tian Shao, take him down for me."

"Just my intention." Although these people looked like ruffians, they were actually genuine members of E1 class. Even if they were up against D class members, they could still fight, which is why the flat-top guy took in the two as his followers.

"This pair of armguards cost me 20,000 world coins in the black market. Plus, I'm already a power-type superhuman. One punch from me, even an ox wouldn't be able to withstand." Ajie took out a pair of metal armguards from his metal bracelet, and with a silky yellow glow flowing through them, they looked quite intimidating.

Tian Shao, standing next to him, hid behind Ajie: "For back-row damage-dealing superhumans like me, hiding behind a tank is enough." Ajie's weapon was an energy-circulating alloy bow and arrow, which made Han Jin wonder how they managed to fit it all into the metal bracelet.

"These two have no shame, using such powerful weapons to deal with a freshman." Some people were angry and despised the two's actions.

Of course, there were also those who were indifferent, watching coldly: "If you want to live well in this world, you have to know your own weight. Today's lesson will be worth it in the end, even if it means he has to reflect from a hospital bed."

In order not to be affected, the shameless fat guy silently crawled to the side like a caterpillar, albeit a particularly oversized one.

Han Jin smiled faintly, not taking the initiative to attack. He was considering whether to use one millionth or one ten-millionth of his strength; controlling such minute power was somewhat difficult.

Ajie put on his alloy armguards and let out a self-confident cry as he rushed towards Han Jin. Although speed was not his forte, he was confident that he could catch up with his target in the narrow classroom corridor. Some people turned their heads away, unable to bear witness to the bloodshed that was about to ensue.

However, the outcome surprised everyone. Han Jin calmly executed a move: "Secret Technique: Repeated Snapshots!" Ajie's attack style was simple and clumsy, but Han Jin easily dodged it as he approached. Han Jin then unleashed a flurry of attacks on Ajie's cheek, battering him with a brick 18 times in quick succession, swelling his face like a pig's head. With blood flowing from his nose, Ajie collapsed in a heap.

Han Jin's simple and brutal action startled the people around him: "My god, this guy is too fierce." Many were stunned by Han Jin's move and looked at him with new eyes.

Both the flat-top guy and his other follower, Tian Shao, were also taken aback. However, this alone was not enough to scare them away. Tian Shao drew his energy bow: "It seems you are also a power-type superhuman, but your weapon determines your fatal flaw..."

"It's range!" As Tian Shao aimed his attack, pure energy arrows shot towards Han Jin. These semi-transparent green arrows were made of compressed air and could reach wind speeds. But in Han Jin's eyes, there was no difference between them and the pace of a crawling tortoise.

He smirked, glancing at Tian Shao, who thought he was safe from a distance: "Who told you my range is only this much? Secret Technique: Aerial Horizontal Swipe!"

Han Jin struck a cool throwing pose, the red brick tracing a stream of light before hitting Tian Shao squarely in the face. The impact sent him flying, along with two bloodied teeth. He lay on the ground, unconscious.

"This big brother has refreshed my worldview. Bricks can be used for close-range rapid attacks, long-distance headshots, and are essential for killing and arson during trips. Most importantly, they are easy to carry, inexpensive, and arguably the leader of the top ten ancient artifacts." Someone, with a solemn expression, uttered this over-the-top statement.

In the blink of an eye, his two followers were taken down. The flat-top guy started to panic, but with everyone watching, he couldn't bring himself to back down. However, the opponent's weapon was no longer in his hand, and it might not be impossible to have a fight.The Aircraft Head appeared calm and composed, as if he had everything under control. "I admit, you are really strong, but it's a pity that you met me. Let me show you my weapon—the forty-meter-long sword!"

Aircraft Head pressed a button on his metal bracelet and pulled out an alloy knife. Initially, the alloy knife was only one or two meters long, but it continued to extend in length. However, Han Jin didn't bother to check whether it actually reached forty meters. "After this, you'll know what true cruelty is! I'll allow you to run thirty-nine meters first." Aircraft Head lifted his forty-meter-long sword with both hands in a very cool pose. However, when he was about to swing it, he found that he couldn't move at all. "Hey, what's going on? Why can't I move?"

When Aircraft Head looked back, he realized that when the alloy knife was extending, it had directly stabbed into the wall of the classroom next to him. Although the wall quality here wasn't very high, it wasn't as easily breakable as paper either. Moreover, Aircraft Head couldn't muster any strength, so he was stuck there motionlessly.

"Don't come over, wait for me to pull it out first." In fact, Aircraft Head's combat strength was weaker than his two henchmen. He was entirely relying on his cousin to have such a dominating presence. "If you dare, wait for me to pull out my weapon and fight me fair and square. What kind of hero ambushes others?"

Han Jin shook his head, wondering what kind of bizarre things these were. He calmly walked over to where his brick had fallen, picked up his weapon, and said, "You can take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

Han Jin smiled and leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, watching Aircraft Head sweating profusely as he tried to pull out his forty-meter-long sword. Finally, he thought of shortening the length of his weapon, and that's when he managed to pull it out. However, by that time, Aircraft Head was already starting to feel a little nervous.

Taking a deep breath, Aircraft Head finally made up his mind to engage in a fierce battle, saying, "Come on..." Before he could finish his sentence, Han Jin's backhanded brick flew towards him. Aircraft Head's eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground twitching, gasping out, "I... I haven't even... assumed my stance yet...ugh."

Now Han Jin felt in a great mood. The frustration that had been caused by his haunted dormitory had been completely vented out due to these three idiots.