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Chapter 345 Blake Is Making Progress

The ghost that Blake shot into the air and sent flying was innocent. It had no desire to cause harm to

anyone.

No one had visited Bedlam Asylum for a long time. These ghosts were curious, and they would follow a person who entered the area. He did not expect that man to let out a punch and send him flying.

The ghost got to its feet and nervously felt the amulet that had been turned over on its forehead. He muttered as he drew nearer to Blake. “This man can’t see us, right?”

The friend he had bumped into replied, “He definitely can’t see us. Look at his eyes.”

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The ghost felt immediately relieved. There was a mischievous glint in its eye. He abruptly jumped in front of Blake to scare him, saying, “Hey! Can you see me?”

Surprisingly, Blake’s punch landed on him squarely.

The ghost was launched once more into the air. This time he suffered the same consequence as that young, resentful spirit, where he was embedded into the wall. His friends hurriedly went up there to peel it off the wall.

The ghost cried out, “It’s a fake. This amulet has to be a fake!”

I turned the amulet around, but it didn’t work! I had given that little girl 2.5 dollars that I had found in the hospital. I paid her a deposit because she was polite and honest. I even planned to pay the balance in a dream to my family tonight, but I was duped! Immoral merchant!

Another ghost was shocked. He said, “That man can’t see us, but he hits you precisely. He is from planet U8686. This man has extraordinary spiritual power.”

“That’s not it!” said an elderly ghost who had transformed his hospital gown into a flowing

‘cultivator’ outfit.

He rebuked, “He has exceptional talent and gifts in martial arts, as I can tell from my observations. He must have attained the transcendent realm of cultivation. Nice to meet you, senior. After fifty years of diligent cultivation, I still haven’t succeeded in forming the golden substance. Please provide some direction for your junior.”

With a loud thud, the ghost kneeled before Blake and started to kowtow.

Blake was unaware that a ghost was kowtowing to him and that the ghost was mentally ill. Even if he knew, he would not be able to instruct that ghost in creating the golden substance.

the fire. Even after they turned into ghosts, they continued to suffer from the mental disorder. Blake was surrounded by a bunch

drifted over. She yelled as she did when she was alive when she

ghosts scattered into the surrounding area, but they

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nurse’s eyes widened in shock when

man is my luck in love! That little girl did not lie to me!

floated over shyly. She said embarrassingly.

Blake ruthlessly

pinned to the wall. She

His psychic power is so strong that he doesn’t need his vision to sense our existence! If you

expected, he was sent flying by Blake’s punch and stuck on the

get off the wall.

these ghosts admired Blake’s skill.

the wall. This man has an impressive sticking

no, no, he pinned the ghosts so firmly on the wall, he must

artistic;

seems fun to be stuck on the wall;

whoosh, Then, with a whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,

enigmatic man who might be a chef, fashion designer,

tell there were a lot of ghosts around him just now,

he punched that last one away, there were more that approached him,

had punched at least seven ghosts. He had become more and more skilled. Fighting was indeed the quickest way for him to

not I “kill” them.” Blake muttered to himself, “It’s not enough

senses were growing ever more acute. Maybe there were more ghosts behind him that he was unaware of, but figuring out all of this took

to think of a way to kill them with a single shot.”

one by one, he slowly unbuttoned his tightly

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Ms. Nurse that were stuck on the wall lit up She exclaimed, “Wow!”

chest. He appeared to have made a suit for himself out

was speechless.

were at a loss for

he was able to knock us away. He had