70 Clashing in the Hallway (1/2)

And as if Zephyr could see or hear my thoughts, she produces a nametag in her hand. My nametag.

It is obvious from the fact that my name is clearly imprinted in front of the tag.

The hell!?

When did Zephyr grab it off me? I mean, when did I even have one? Oh right. Everyone has one under the Japanese Schooling System. Crappy Japanese Schooling System.

The United States has it, but in the form of a Student Identification Card (Student ID). Sorry, but it has been a while since I was in school, so these things kind of slip my mind.

Also, I cannot see her thought bubble. I could see them on Alice, Sophia, Mary, Julia and so on. I think that is an indication that she is a player like me. Or maybe something else.

”Ghostly Ghost is a strange name for this setting. You are a player, right?”

Zephyr questions before flicking the nametag at me. It spins along the air, passes me around the neck, and then pieces the wall behind me like a fucking flying dagger.

Does she expect me to catch it!?

Fuck off! I would lose my hand if I did that. I want to keep my hand thank you very much. It has served me well for over two decades, allowing me to paint people with my ectoplasm. Hah!

”Not revealing your ability? I actually do not mind if you know mine, and you will have to show yours.”

Zephyr comments as ice begins to form in the hallway. The temperature drops sharply, and I begin to shiver. Misty breath escapes my purplish lips and ice particles form on my brow.

It is so fucking cold.

Like fucking cold!

This is what it feels like to stand in the middle of the artic, utterly naked.

Unholy shit! Stop or I will actually die. I try to tell her, but no word manages to come from my throat, my utterly frozen throne. She just turns me into a popsicle. Literally.

”Why aren't you fighting back or defending yourself, Ghostly? Are you looking down at me?”

Zephyr questions. Hell no. I am not looking down at her. That is because I have no offensive ability. No dependable offensive ability anyway.

I could blast her with a load of my spiritual energy, but I have to get close enough for it to be effective.

But I am currently frozen in an ice block. What should I do? What should I do? If only there is a way to break out of it. If only I am stronger. Oh wait. I do have some Attribute Points (AP) left.

Eh? I have 30AP? Didn't I use 5 on Richard and 10 on Harry? That means I should have 15 AP left. This is not the time to think about that.

I immediately put 10 points into Strength, boosting my Strength from 5 to 15. I just go from a normal person to a super strong body builder.

With the 15 Strength at my disposal, I can finally move my hand despite being frozen in an ice block. I put more points into Strength, just so it is easier. Seems like the most important thing right now.

It is sitting nicely at cool 20. 20 Strength is probably way more than enough.

And with every ounce of strength, I break out of the ice block, surprising Zephyr. At least a little bit.

”Wait a second. There is no need for us to fight. This is not a Battle Royale.”

I tell Zephyr before doing something stupid like charging up to her to punch her light out. She probably is the same level as me, but most of her points go into her Speed, making her incredibly fast.

If that is the case, I would never able to hit her, meaning my Strength is pretty much useless.

Not only that, her ability to turn me into an ice cube any time she wants give her an advantage. She is not an opponent that I can defeat let alone kill.

”How are you still able to move around when your body is dead? Is that due to your power? Somehow allowing you animate a corpse? Can you still move around if I chop you up?”

Zephyr questions before her hands cover in ice. The ice then elongates and spreads outwards, forming an ice blade of sort. The edge of the blade is extremely sharp from the way light is glittering off it.

I am the one who is surprised now. I am dead? She kills me!? Wait. What? Why am I still alive? Eh. No time to think about that. I dump the rest of my points into Speed, giving 17 Speed in total.

But it feels more like 12 Speed simply due to the whole hallway is frozen.

Regardless, the higher speed allows me to barely dodge her slash, but she still manages to cut me due to her reach. I did not bleed though since it is so fucking cold. Still, it hurts a lot. Like a lot. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

Zephyr follows up, surging at me and trying to severe my head with her weapon.

Her attempt to decapitate me forces me to jump back repeatedly before hitting against the wall.

Ah shit!

With my back now against the wall, there is really nowhere else left to run to. I did the next best thing in this situation, and that is evicting my ghostly ass from my body to run away.

Running away to fight another day.

My body immediately collapses into a heap, dodging the horizontal slash that wants to claim my head.

Zephyr is about to slash down, slicing my body in half, but I punch her with my ghostly fist.

It is out of reflex because I really do not want her to dice up my body. My precious body.

And to my surprise, my fist connects, sending her tumbling to the side. She is utterly shocked at being punched and immediately scans around to see what had punched her.

I did, and I am just floating there, looking at her in shock too. That has never happened before. I mean, punching someone. I mean touching someone. I have tried plenty of time. Great Maker. I have tried!

Seriously, I did not know that I can punch someone as a ghost. If I could touch Zephyr, can I also touch things too? I can! Unholy shit! I can! Fucking awesome!

Things like shoes immediately go flying at Zephyr, causing her to defend herself. She dices them all up before charging at me. I could barely make her out due to my Perception being so low, but I can react fast enough to evade her.

And her follow ups miss me completely. She is slashing at nothing, telling me that she cannot actually see me. She can guess where I am due to my own action. Basically, she is reacting to me.

Cool. That opens a lot of options.

Her weapon can still hurt me though, draining my SP. I rather not waste SP pointlessly.

To that end, I hover behind her and pick up a huge vase. I immediately bash her over the head with it, knocking her out. She groans on the floor in pain, but that just make me bash her again.

The third time knocks her out. Damn her head is thick, and please don't tell anyone about me beating up a girl. That is so uncool.

I exhale deeply before floating back to my body and inhabiting it again. With a groan myself, I pull up from the floor and check my uniform. It is slashed to hell by Zephyr in her attempt to kill me. Time to return the favor.

With her weapon, which is so fucking cold in my palm, I slash up her school uniform, revealing all that she has beneath. Milky skin beneath. Awesome. Hah!

Is this rape? I mean she did try to kill me, so I can rape her right? It is called self-defense. And besides, no one is here at the moment.

Booboobooboobs. Just kidding, I will settle for some molestation instead. I don't stick my dick in crazy, at least unconscious crazy.

”Seriously, dude? You do know that is rape, right?”