harleyscars Chapter 16 All-in is a kind of wisdom
Chapter 16 All-in is a kind of wisdom
Chapter 16 All-in is a form of wisdom
"Battle Spirit, kill this brat and teach him a lesson he won't forget his place!"
"I'm betting two Bloody Marys on that brat not lasting two moves!"
"Haha, I'll bet three cups that brat will be cleaved in two by War Soul within five moves!"
The cheers in the stadium reached a climax, and all the spectators had red eyes and were waving their fists.
Judging from their expressions, they all wished they could take the place of the War Soul and fight against the Illusionary Netherworld.
Without exception, no one had a good chance of winning over Huanming.
However, that's only human nature. If Huanming hadn't been confident in his own abilities, he probably would have bet on Zhanhun to win as well.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"I'm all in! Battle Spirit, finish this brat off in one move!"
"Going all in is a form of wisdom, so I'm going all in too!"
"..."
This was probably a battle with no "suspense," so all the spectators bet on the War Soul to win.
The odds difference is also quite outrageous. It's not hard to imagine that if Huanming wins, eight or nine out of ten of the Fallen Ones present will lose everything!
Seeing Huanming standing motionless like a wooden statue, Yun Sha in the audience narrowed her eyes.
For some inexplicable reason, she made an outrageous decision.
"You, come here."
"Miss Yunsha, how can I help you?"
"I'm betting ten Bloody Marys on... Kuiba to win."
Yun Sha didn't know what was wrong with her either; it was probably because of Huan Ming's composure.
It's also possible that Huanming possesses a strange sense of security that makes people subconsciously trust him.
Therefore, Yunsha ultimately placed her bet on Huanming to win.
Anyway, she's someone who works for the King of Slaughter, so ten Bloody Marys won't hurt her much.
Conversely, if "Kuiba" really wins, she won't have to worry about Bloody Mary for a long time to come.
It seemed like a great deal no matter how you looked at it, so why wouldn't she take advantage of it?
*
Amidst cheers and jubilation, the War Soul prepared to make its move.
At this moment, Huanming took off his mask, something he wouldn't need after today.
The warrior was taken aback. "Kid, you actually took off your mask?"
"I'm not ugly or hiding in the shadows, so why should I wear a mask?"
Huanming tossed the mask to the ground and smiled faintly.
Looking at Huanming's somewhat immature face, Zhanhun felt as if he had been greatly provoked once again.
"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, you barge into the gates of hell but choose to die!"
Then, a flash of cold light appeared on the long sword in his hand, and his body suddenly rushed towards Huanming's position!
"Clang! Clang!"
The moment the two pulse points opened, Huanming easily dodged the fatal blow.
Zhan Hun was startled. This kid is so fast!
Immediately, Huanming appeared more than ten meters away from him.
That calm gaze seemed to mock his incompetence.
"Damn it!"
The battle spirit changed direction and rushed forward again in one swift step!
Huanming didn't want to play cat and mouse with him; such a game was too simple.
This is an insult to both him and his opponent.
The only way to show respect to your opponent is to defeat them as quickly as possible.
"boom--!"
Huanming instantly unleashed his power, repelling the attacking battle spirit.
This action silenced the noise in the room.
Everyone looked at Huanming with disbelief, as if they couldn't believe it.
Immediately afterwards, the muscles in Huanming's arms began to bulge, creating a stark contrast with his physique.
"Aww... Aww!"
Huanming let out some low growls like a wild beast, and a terrifying power gathered in his fists.
The battle spirit froze, momentarily forgetting to attack: "This, this is... a soul skill?!"
What happened to the rule that you can't use soul skills in the City of Slaughter?
He even runs a market!
Advanced Pulse Technique - Overlord Dragon Strike!
"Aww!!"
A terrifying dragon roar resounded, followed by another deafening explosion that echoed throughout the center of the killing arena!
"boom--!"
Before the audience could see what was happening, a cloud of gray smoke appeared on the stage.
Yun Sha couldn't sit still any longer. She stood up, her eyes filled with astonishment.
Before long, the gray smoke gradually dissipated, revealing the battle spirit lying on the ground, its life hanging in the balance.
Looking at Huanming on the other side, his expression was normal, as if nothing had happened.
Silence, a deathly silence!
"It is now announced that contestant number 333, 'Kuiba,' has won, ending the winning streak of the Battle Soul contestants!"
Upon hearing the announcement, the audience in the stands were also enraged.
"Damn it, there's something fishy going on!"
"Why can he use soul skills? Isn't it said that no one in the City of Slaughter can use soul skills?!"
"This is cheating! Cheating! I protest!"
"War Soul, you piece of trash! How dare you treat us like this? Give us our money back! Give us our money back!"
The broadcast blared again: "Strictly speaking, the City of Slaughter has never prohibited the use of soul skills, provided you are capable of using them. Now that the battle is over, no one is allowed to cause a disturbance; otherwise, you will be thrown into prison and forced into blood slavery!"
Blood slaves are the lowest of the low in the city of slaughter.
They were slaves, their only value being to provide Bloody Mary to the depraved without compensation.
The group of people without masks that Huanming saw before going on stage were blood slaves.
"Damn it! My Bloody Mary!"
These words resonated in the hearts of countless fallen individuals.
Despite their anger, they dared not cause any more trouble, for no one dared to disobey the rules set by the King of Slaughter.
Offending the King of Slaughter will surely result in a fate worse than death.
In short, they've remembered this kid named "Kuiba" and will definitely get their revenge when they get the chance!
You ask why I want revenge?
It's simple. Who told them to win against War Soul and make them lose to Bloody Mary? "Kuiba" deserves to die!
It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. They refuse to believe they can't take down "Kuiba"!
Never try to communicate with gamblers, because in a sense, they are no longer human.
"Slap! Slap slap!"
Yun Sha stood very close to the arena and clapped enthusiastically.
Huanming looked over and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, you lost."
"No, I bet on you to win. I should thank you for letting me win big." Yun Sha's red lips, hidden under her veil, couldn't help but curve into a slight smile.
This little guy really surprised her.
"You bet on me to win?"
"Yes, it seems I'm quite the gambler," Yun Sha chuckled twice and said.
"You little rascal, you should have said so earlier if you could use soul skills. I was worried you'd get beaten to death backstage the whole time."
Using soul skills in a killing arena carries a different meaning.
The value of "Kuiba" will rise sharply, and if nothing unexpected happens, the King of Slaughter will soon summon him.
Huanming glanced at the war spirit lying on the ground and saw that the other party was barely breathing. He sighed helplessly.
After stepping off the stage and standing in front of Yun Sha, he denied it:
"You've misunderstood, that wasn't a soul skill."
(End of this chapter)