Chapter 44: The Human Players Courting Death

"Ding. Player Xie Yunting is now eligible to possess a bank card in the Horror World."
"Ding. Does player Xie Yunting choose to generate a personal bank card?"
"Please choose: Yes / No."
"Note: If the player misses this opportunity, any future application for a bank card"
"will require a special trip to the First Bank of the Horror World. Please choose prudently, player."
Hearing the final note of caution from the main system, Xie Yunting—
"We have fifteen minutes left. If no winner is decided by then, this match will be declared void," Zhao Qingzhuo finally interjected, unable to hold back any longer.
As Zhu Yan pondered this, a growing chill gripped his heart, and a cold sweat soaked through his undershirt.
Fire Blade had originally cared nothing for all of this, but Cai Yongfa was on the assassination target list. When Cai Yongfa was finally murdered, Fire Blade erupted completely.
"Hmph, that could be troublesome. If they unite, the foundation of this grand formation will lack stability and become easily shaken... It seems I must use myself as bait!" Yue Ying fell into deep thought for a moment before rising into mid-air, where he could be clearly seen by virtually everyone down below.
Not to mention that Su Xingzhou was no match for the Fire Fiend to begin with, he was already nursing injuries. Consequently, within just a few exchanges, Su Xingzhou was beaten to death beneath the fiend's fists.
The SUV seemed eager to shake off the vehicle pursuing them from behind, roaring with several sudden surges of the accelerator as it darted forward.
Watching the retreating Orc players, everyone could not help but burst into hearty laughter. The fifty-thousand-strong Orc army had suffered a total collapse in this battle, leaving them utterly devoid of any will to fight.
The three assassins simultaneously retreated, creating some distance between Chu Feng's sword intent—aimed at the medium-built assassin—and the man himself. At the same time, however, this granted Chu Feng a greater room for maneuver, sparing him from having to trade wounds for life under the dead-angle attacks of the other two assassins.
Krim dumped a whole plate of meat into his mouth, almost swallowing the plate along with it, while the dark lines on his forehead could have been woven into a net.
"Nia, you're so unfair. Why weren't you this excited when I won?" Dili asked with a jealous expression.
With a single slash, space itself shattered, and it was precisely this strike that let Xu Haoting realize just how terrifying the talent of the youth before him was—it was an existence that surpassed his own.
Li Manni turned her head to look at Ao Mingjie beside her, and the moment she did, she caught the uncontrollable look of excitement on his face.
"I'm not entirely certain of Song Yun's current condition either. This sect martial arts competition will serve as a test for him, and it will also allow me to see just how far my disciple has progressed in his cultivation. As his master, I ought to do something for him after all," Xiao Yihan maintained a faint, calm smile throughout.
A brief observation was all it took to sense the subtle aura radiating from around him.
Since Yang Fan had driven her over earlier, Ao Yunxi called her assistant and asked him to drive over and pick her up.
Ling Jingyu mentally cursed him as a lunatic, figuring that only someone as insane as Li Wei would pull off such a stunt. "Boss, fighting a eunuch like him beneath your dignity. Let me deal with him," Shadow volunteered, requesting permission to fight.
Thus, he argued his case with reasoning and strong conviction, winning the staunch support of Zheng Pengfei, the captain of the Second Criminal Investigation Detachment at the time, and jointly established a tight dragnet along the coastal frontline with the Waterfront Border Police Station.
The primordial spirit was the ultimate guarantee for reaching the pinnacle of the martial path. Song Yun had already experienced the profound benefits of a strong primordial spirit, and these advantages would only become more pronounced in the later stages of cultivation. Song Yun had never expected that elixirs refined using demonic ingredients would yield such effects.
A warrior at the late stage of Great Fighter caught sight of Lin Tao and beamed with joy, instantly seeing that Lin Tao was merely at the early stage of Great Fighter. He figured he could easily squeeze him like a soft persimmon—yet who could have known that he would be the one to report to the King of Hell first?