Absolute Death Game

There seemed to be some commotion in the crowd, and the development of the situation was not quite what everyone had expected. Among them, Zhang Yaoyang's expression was the ugliest. He was the direct planner of this rebellion, and although it was actually Xiao Buli who later pushed it forward, it was still ostensibly led by him. Now, everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to make a decision.

Seemingly sensing the fear of those on the other side, Dugu Han brandished his blade and said with high spirits, "Come on, you ants, let me teach you a lesson, you ignorant lot. You can cry, you can beg for mercy, but I will not pardon your crimes!"

The words almost slipped out without thought, and Dugu Han even took a moment to feel proud of his eloquence. But no sooner had he finished speaking than he noticed the faces that had shown fear all suddenly shook, turning into expressions of ferocity and determination, as if they would not rest until they had killed him.

Zhang Yaoyang almost laughed after hearing Dugu Han's words. He thought to himself that you can't blame anyone for being stupid—didn't Dugu Han just force everyone to fight to the death to kill him?

He suddenly stood up, "Everyone, attack together and kill him, ah! You all heard him, if he doesn't die, none of us will survive!"

Instantly, everyone was filled with common hatred and anger, and it wasn't clear who shouted, "An Qingzi, attack!"

In a flash, fireballs, Qigong waves, bullets, flying daggers, computer monitors, and stools—all kinds of long-range attacks were focused on him.

However mighty Dugu Han was, this onslaught took him by surprise. But the Heavenly Gang Fighting Qi that emanated from his body was indeed a defensive and offensive technique, managing to block those attacks, albeit gradually dimming in the process.

Dugu Han knew that being passive wasn't the answer. In his haste, he casually sent out two Sword Qi strikes, slicing the random objects falling toward him into countless fragments. These two strikes gave him a bit of momentum, and he charged toward the crowd.

"Close combat, upfront!" Zhang Yaoyang shouted as he waved his hand, but nobody stepped forward. Those game players with close combat roles were all unwilling to engage. In the game, there were health points, and as long as you weren't dead, you could be healed, but in reality, it wasn't so lucky. Ma Long's lesson was still fresh, and no one wanted to lose their life on the eve of victory.

Zhang Yaoyang silently cursed the rabble as unreliable. With a wave of his hand, the leopard let out a howl and pounced forward, followed by the two zombies in military coats controlled by Bai Yunfei. These zombies were crafted by Bai Yunfei, who had stolen corpses from the morgue.

Although they seemed a bit fragile due to the short time and the lack of absorbed Yin Energy, they had performed impressively in the fight against the security guards.

When faced with the charging zombies and leopard, Dugu Han recalled a variety of sword techniques in his mind. Almost instinctively, he dispatched a few strikes, chopping the two zombies into chunks of flesh. Their bodies, which bullets struggled to penetrate, seemed as easy to slice as tofu under his Sword Qi-enhanced blade.

The leopard, circling around trying for a sneak attack, was caught by Dugu Han who suddenly grabbed at the air—the Giant Spirit's Grasp! As if seized by an invisible hand, the leopard was flung toward Dugu Han, who met it with a slash, cutting it in half like pork meat, so clean that blood only spurted a distance away due to the fierce Sword Qi.

Hahahaha! Dugu Han laughed heartily. The more Ultimate Skills from the game emerged, the more exhilarated he became. So this was what having superpowers felt like!

But as Dugu Han grew more arrogant, the rebels felt increasingly dismayed, content to throw their spells from a distance, with no one daring to engage in close combat.

Dugu Han was relentless, mowing down one unlucky escapee after another like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"Quick, use restriction skills!"

"Check out my Paralysis Skills!"

"Take this, Binding Curse!"

"Damn, it's not working, Heavenly Gang Fighting Qi comes with a resistance effect!" People cursed as they scattered, a myriad of spells unfolding yet utterly inefficient against Dugu Han. Zhang Yaoyang watched, his heart growing cold, thinking to himself, what on earth is this Heavenly Gang Fighting Qi, and why is it so domineering?

They say a hero always arrives in the hour of crisis, just as everyone was at their wit's end, suddenly, someone stood forward.

"Step aside, let me fight him!" A person suddenly emerged from the crowd, and upon closer inspection, it was Liu Xing.

Facing Dugu Han, Liu Xing stood with his sword, slightly less imposing, but he would not admit defeat. Casually flicking his sword to make a flourish, he beckoned to Dugu Han with a hook of his finger, "Today, allow me to experience your superior moves."

Liu Xing's appearance took Dugu Han aback for a moment. However, he quickly sneered, "Anyone who comes will die! He swung his sword." Sword Qi like a tangible entity, stretching three to five meters long, Liu Xing dared not be careless and instantly used his ultimate move: Mystic Skill — Rainbow Piercing The Sun!

He raised his hand and with all his might unleashed a crimson Sword Qi at Dugu Han. The two Sword Qi met mid-air, clashing and repelling each other's strength. They disintegrated into a shockwave that pushed both men several steps back. Liu Xing was shocked. He had used a Mystic Skill, yet the opponent's casual strike matched his in intensity.

The Proud Heaven Sword Skills truly lived up to its reputation as a powerful skill, worthy of the 500 Gold Coins needed to learn it. The sword moves appeared simple and unadorned, but each strike carried an immensely powerful Sword Qi that fully compensated for any lack of fanciness in the technique.

Indeed, a heavy sword doesn't need a sharp edge; the power of the Proud Heaven Sword Skills was hundreds of times stronger than any mere physical attack with a heavy weapon.

As Dugu Han attacked once more, Liu Xing clenched his teeth and stepped forward.

Mystic Skill — Moon Shadow Trace! He channeled his Internal Energy to the tenth level and used his skill again. This time, it was a close-quarters physical attack. In the blink of an eye, he closed in on Dugu Han and struck with sword trails as radiant as moonlight.

Dugu Han countered with his own strike, and at the moment of collision, Liu Xing's Patterned Steel sword could not withstand the force and shattered into countless fragments. He was blasted backward by the residual force and thrown among the corpses on the ground.

Lying there, Liu Xing seethed with resentment. That sword, which he had bought from Taobao for 3000 yuan and sharpened himself, had proved so fragile. Indeed, you get what you pay for.

Dugu Han, wielding his katana, walked step by step toward Liu Xing. Just as he was about to strike down, a rush of wind suddenly came from behind. Almost instinctively, Dugu Han turned and slashed horizontally, his speed so rapid that even he reacted only moments later. But he quickly realized his strike was worthwhile.

With a clang, as if hitting something, an empty space behind him suddenly conjured a person wielding a crystal-like translucent longsword that clashed with his katana. Recognizing the owner of the sword, Dugu Han immediately clenched his teeth in rage. If it wasn't Xiao Buli, who else could it be? (To be continued.

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