Chapter 132 There is no regret medicine in the world
Wu Xiaode put his hand on the statue and slowly looked down.
The red rope tied around the wrist was made of two thin ropes. At this time, one of them broke into several pieces and disappeared after being blown by the wind.
Only one remains.
Wu Xiaode looked at the explanation in the Book of the Dead and then at the thin red rope left in his hand, and he suddenly understood.
Has his destiny changed from "Death's Cage" to "The Road to Peace"?
Hiss——
There's something wrong with this long-haired man!
He so diligently hopes that I will work for him, but he wants to kill me?
I have no grudge against him!
Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered the time when the demon spider crawled on the top of the city and released the death skill——
People went to ask the powerful ones to take action.
As a result, the first person to come forward was this long-haired man.
He can easily defeat the "god of death" and the soul of the death wisher.
——Is he really that strong?
Wu Xiaode had countless questions in his mind, but he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped a little. Hey, I've already chosen this, so there's nothing I can do about it. Please forgive me."
The gentle smile on the long-haired man's face gradually disappeared.
He stared at Wu Xiaode coldly, and there was a crackling sound all over his body.
——This is the sound made by all the bones in the body.
"The organization you want to join is the 'Sky Bird'. They are currently busy harvesting souls in a world that is about to be destroyed - they can't care about you for the time being."
The long-haired man said gloomily.
The dwarf became nervous, pulled out two kitchen knives, held them with both hands and kept flying, screaming: "You can't break the rules of the city, Sixth! You can't take action yourself!"
"Of course I know," the long-haired man said, "Since people are so disrespectful, forget it, but when you first join the force, you must face three challenges to determine your strength. This is the rule."
"Yes, this is the rule." The dwarf nodded.
The long-haired man walked slowly down the ring with his hands behind his hands, his face showing a look of watching a good show.
bite!
The number sticker in Wu Xiaode's hand suddenly shook.
He looked down and saw a line of small words floating on the number plate:
"After three battles, you will be judged by a computer to determine your professional qualifications."
"Three battles are about to begin."
"Current number of challengers..."
"A total of 197 professionals with title A."
"The number of people exceeds the upper limit."
"Start reporting."
The long-haired man stood at the edge of the ring, slightly twitching the corner of his mouth, and said: "It is recommended to conduct an undifferentiated urban street battle and conduct an assessment based on actual combat."
"I agree." The dwarf said immediately.
A new line of small characters quickly appeared on the computer:
"Two title experts conducted a review."
"Approved."
"The rules of this battle:"
"Report their respective locations every ten minutes. Lasts ten seconds."
"If the battle is not completed within one hour, the position of each professional will be reported every five minutes."
"If the battle is not completed within two hours, the position of each profession will be reported every minute."
"If the battle is not completed within three hours, it will be changed to directly display the location of each profession."
"Countdown to ten seconds, the city street fighting begins!"
Wu Xiaode originally had an apology on his face, but now he couldn't even apologize anymore.
Isn’t it because I didn’t join your force?
You've got 197 A-level masters now, all rushing to fight me?
Do you have to put me to death?
It would be understandable if the long-haired man and the "God of Death" were together.
But why the dwarf——
Wu Xiaode couldn't help but look at the dwarf.
"I'm sorry, kid," the dwarf said with regret on his face: "You have offended the powerful man. For the sake of the stability of the Holy City, go to the Death World. This will make things easier for everyone."
Go to the world of death.
Just die.
Wu Xiaode said curiously: "I seem to have no grudge against you."
"There is really no grudge, but I am on the side of our title of strong man, so there is no problem." The dwarf said with a grin.
Wu Xiaode was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "It's really no problem."
He looked at the long-haired man and saw that the long-haired man was staring at him.
The two looked at each other calmly.
The computer screen keeps counting down.
Ten,
Nine,
Eight,
"There is no regret medicine in this world. I hope you can remember this after you go to the world of death." The long-haired man said.
Wu Xiaode said thoughtfully: "There is no regret medicine in the world..."
Three,
Two,
one.
"The battle begins!"
The moment this line of small words appeared on the computer, Wu Xiaode disappeared from the ring.
Almost at the same time——
One after another, figures appeared on the stage.
"Boss."
"Hello, boss."
"Meet the boss!"
The A-level professionals saluted the long-haired man one after another.
"Go, catch the newcomer and kill him." The long-haired man said lightly.
He suddenly remembered the "God of Death"'s instructions and added: "Bring the body back."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison.
However, everyone looked around and saw no one.
"He ran pretty fast, but the computer has already recorded his appearance and features." One person said.
"Disperse, disperse throughout the city, and once it reaches ten minutes, you will find him immediately." Another person said.
"Let's go!"
The crowd rushed out of the arena and dispersed in all directions.
Wu Xiaode stood in the invisible fog and looked at the situation in front of the ring from a distance.
One hundred and ninety-seven people.
All are top-notch professionals.
Very troublesome.
After all, the location is reported every ten minutes.
——So should we just kill the long-haired man?
His eyes turned to the long-haired man.
After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.
He might have violated some rules if he attacked someone outside of the battle while he was in a "fighting arena" state.
Right now, the rules are on the other side's side.
Still need to be cautious.
Wu Xiaode thought for a few breaths, got up and walked out of the street until he came to a certain restaurant.
He slipped in through the back door, found a pile of food in the kitchen, packed a bag, slipped out through the front door, and sat down in a pavilion.
Resting, eating and drinking can restore soul power.
——The health-regulating and nourishing talisman given by Zhao Zhibing is still attached to his body.
With this talisman continuing to exert its power, my soul power will surely recover faster.
Wu Xiaode dispersed the invisible magic mist of silence, then placed all kinds of food on the table and started to eat hungrily.
He ate quickly.
After about seven or eight minutes, there was not much food left on the table.
Wu Xiaode wiped his mouth, drank slowly with a bowl of soup, and looked up at the Book of the Dead.
I saw a line of small words in ice crystals floating on the page:
"Your soul power is restored to 7 points."
"Current soul power value: 7/19."
7 o'clock.
If there was an open, fair and fair fight in the ring, I would still worry about whether these 7 points of soul power would be enough.
But now...
The other party doesn't respect martial ethics and has brought more than a hundred people into a group fight.
Then I don’t have to put on airs anymore.
suddenly.
Two professionals walked past the pavilion and slowly stopped.
"Where did that kid go?" one person muttered.
"Get some rest. In a few minutes, the computer will report his location - he can't run away," another person said.
"That's right. There is a pavilion here. Let's go sit there for a while." The man from before said.
Wu Xiaode took another sip of soup and put down the soup bowl.
The two people walked into the pavilion.
Didi Didi——
There was a noise on the number plate.
A line of small characters jumped out:
"Showing the locations of all contestants!"
The two looked down.
A moment.
Wu Xiaode pointed his swords together and gently touched their necks——
bite!
The number plate shows a map of the City of Holy Names, with three flashing dots close together at a certain booth.
The next second.
Two of the dots disappeared.
Only a small red dot flashed rapidly.
This little red dot is Wu Xiaode.
……
Arena.
The long-haired man sat comfortably under the ring with his legs crossed, quietly waiting for the result.
"Okay, do you still need us to guard here for this kind of thing?" the dwarf said.
"I like to enjoy the fun of hunting - now that the hunting dogs are released, it will make people feel happy when they bring back the prey." The long-haired man smiled.
suddenly.
A man appeared in the ring.
Wu Xiaode.
He looked at the two powerful people in the audience, grinned and said:
"You're right, I'm already open."
He lifted the two heads, shook them towards the long-haired man, and then carefully placed them on the ring.
The long-haired man looked livid and said coldly: "You won't always be so lucky."
"Good luck?" Wu Xiaode asked curiously, "I never rely on luck when killing."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a professional flying over from a distance, shouting excitedly: "I caught you!"
Between the lightning and flint, a bronze hand emerged from the void, clenching its palm into a fist.
——Iron Fist·Bengjin!
He punched out hard and hit the professional in the crotch, so hard that the man jumped onto the ring with his crotch covered and a shrill scream coming from his mouth.
Uh-huh!
The other bronze hand formed a sword and imitated Wu Xiaode's example, slashing at the man's neck.
The screams stopped abruptly.
Wu Xiaode stood up, walked over slowly, placed the man's head with the previous two heads, and then smiled at the long-haired man.
"You may not know me well, so you want to be my enemy. I have to say that you are a little impatient."
"But it doesn't matter."
"Soon, these men of yours will be reporting to the Death World."
He looked at the dwarf again and said calmly: "I thought about it carefully and you are right."
"Am I right?" The dwarf pointed at himself and asked in confusion.
"Yes, for the sake of the stability of the Holy City, I will kill all your people after the arena battle." Wu Xiaode said sincerely.
He stood up and looked into the distance.
Groups of professionals are rushing over.
"Come and kill him!" the long-haired man roared.
The answer is like a cloud.
Everyone just hated that their parents had lost a few legs and couldn't rush to the ring immediately.
Wu Xiaode remained as calm as ever.
"Two adults."
He whispered:
"——There is no regret medicine in the world."
The words fell.
The majestic mist swarmed up and hid his figure in it.
Then, the fog disappeared. (End of chapter)