Chapter 123 Crazy Dragon Lock

"Drink—Crazy Dragon Locks the Pass!" Crazy Dragon's Laugh was so startled by Jue Ge's words that his mind shook, and reason once again occupied the high ground of his thoughts. The impulsiveness from just now vanished like smoke, replaced by calm, quick reactions.

He saw his figure stall, turning attack into defense, manipulating the Inverse Scales to surround his body. At the same time, he gathered his strength and shouted, bursting out true energy in all directions… first to test for enemy traces, and second to dispel the billowing smoke and dust.

"Damn fellow… almost fell for his trick…" Crazy Dragon thought as he acted, "This kid's foundation and techniques are unpredictable, but it's clear… he's not fighting me in his best condition… he keeps provoking me to lure me into a quick battle…" As he thought, his eyes darted around, searching for Jue Ge's figure in the surrounding light and shadows, "Fighting him recklessly in this chaotic situation is exactly what he wants…" Thinking of this, Crazy Dragon already had a new strategy in mind, "Hmph… actually, he's the one who should be anxious. I don't need to engage him in close combat… I just need to choose a place with a wide field of vision, defend steadily, restrain him, and wear him down… When his stamina is almost exhausted, he'll become impatient, and then I'll anger him and lure him to his death!"

With his strategy decided, the smoke and dust also dissipated.

Crazy Dragon's laughter rose again, "Hahahaha… Feng Bujue, I really have to thank you for the reminder!"

However, his laughter quickly came to an abrupt stop.

"Huh?" Crazy Dragon looked around, then looked at the sky, and was shocked to find… that he was the only one left on the martial arts stage, "Where did he go?"

In that instant, beneath the arena, several people with extremely high cultivation levels had a subtle change in expression. Among them… was Feng Zhihen.

"The outcome has been decided." Uncle Feng closed his eyes and muttered in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred on the stage!

*Pfft—*

All that could be seen… was a kitchen knife, neatly and cleanly stabbing into Crazy Dragon's back. Crazy Dragon's Laugh, this leader of the Sin Pit with extraordinary cultivation, was actually stabbed in the back like a common mortal, easily breaking through his defenses.

Feng Bujue used the [Swift as the Wind], [Quick as Lightning], and [Blade of Guaranteed Defense Break] items to turn this almost impossible thing into a possibility.

"How… is this possible…" Crazy Dragon stood stiffly, spitting out blood.

"I told you… you're very smart." Feng Bujue's voice rang out from behind Crazy Dragon, "For ordinary people, one plan is enough; for those who think they're smart, a double trap is needed; but for a truly smart person like you… you need to lay down at least three layers of schemes…"

As he spoke, Jue Ge pushed the kitchen knife forward a little more, further crushing Crazy Dragon's heart: "Delaying, angering, reminding… all kinds of capricious strategies… all for this one strike."

"You…" Crazy Dragon could hardly speak, his shock and anger… had exceeded the scope that language could express.

"Quick decision? Or a protracted war? This question that you overturned and picked up several times… isn't important in itself." Feng Bujue continued, "What's important is… that you thought about this unimportant question again." He smiled evilly, "Heh… in the process of you changing your mind for the third time, you chose to 'wait'. You were waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, waiting for me to show up, waiting for me to attack… because after the previous exchange, you thought you had a certain understanding of my skills, and you thought it was impossible for me to do what I'm doing now. And this… is the biggest mistake you made in this battle, and the only mistake."

"Cough…"

Jue Ge finished speaking, and Crazy Dragon had already fallen to the ground. This evil leader now had only one breath left.

"Um…" At this time, Feng Bujue pulled out the kitchen knife, looked at the other party, and showed a sympathetic look, "Sigh… you and I can be considered to have fought a battle, and since you're about to die, it seems I should say a few kind words to comfort you."

He paused for half a second, then changed the subject: "Let me make it short… two things… First, I'm going to dig out your eyeballs and eat them. Second, even if you die, you won't see your sister! Hahahaha…"

When he said this, Feng Bujue's expression changed from sorrow to joy, until he laughed maniacally.

And Crazy Dragon's Laugh was "killed" alive by these words, dying with lingering resentment.

"The performance is over." The moment Crazy Dragon breathed his last, the roar of the report statue rose again, "The winner is Feng Bujue. The loser is Crazy Dragon's Laugh."

Feng Bujue did not break his promise. As the statue spoke, he had already put away the kitchen knife and replaced it with [Bell's Everyday Knife], and began to dig out his opponent's eyeballs…

Seeing this scene, the righteous people around the arena either looked away, or were surprised, or glared angrily, or shook their heads and sighed… Even some villains known for their cruelty, as well as those who were both righteous and evil, showed solemn or disgusted expressions.

"Damn… is it necessary to go that far…" Qisha under the stage looked at Jue Ge on the stage with a complicated expression, and muttered in a low voice.

"Jue Ge must have his purpose in doing this…" Xiao Tan, who was standing next to him, immediately interjected when he heard this, "...but what the specific purpose is… I'm afraid it's not something normal people like us can speculate."

"If you want to talk about a purpose…" Qisha turned his head and said to Xiao Tan with squinted eyes, "I personally think there are three possibilities…"

"Oh? What three?" Xiao Tan asked curiously.

"First, he has a necrophilia fetish; second, he has a cannibalistic fetish…" Qisha said very seriously, "Third, he wants to use this method to intimidate the heroes under the stage… to pave the way for himself to use some kind of dirty trick in the next battle."

"Um…" Xiao Tan heard this and felt that Qisha's analysis was really reliable, so he thoughtfully interjected, "I guess… the third possibility is slightly higher."

"Hey, hey… the first two assumptions are obviously jokes, okay…" Qisha looked at Xiao Tan's serious expression, and broke out in a cold sweat, "Could it be that your crazy commander has really shown some kind of necrophilia tendency?"

"Uh…" Before answering this question, Xiao Tan was slightly stunned for a few seconds. During these few seconds, countless scenes flashed before his eyes—Jue Ge violently searching corpses, Jue Ge whipping corpses, Jue Ge taking equipment from the corpses, Jue Ge using corpses to supplement protein, and so on…

"Now that you mention it…" After a few seconds, Xiao Tan muttered, "I seem to have discovered something…"

While the two were talking, Feng Bujue had already dug out Crazy Dragon's eyeballs.

After taking the eyes, Jue Ge almost instinctively grabbed the muscles behind the eyeballs, and like picking cherries, he raised the pair of eyes above his head… Then, he tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and put the pair of eyeballs into his mouth.

"Gulp…" Huajian was about to vomit after witnessing this scene, "It's disgusting…" Her evaluation was very pertinent, and most of the people under the stage thought so.

But Ruoyu actually showed a hint of a cold smile at this moment, "Heh… that's really like his style."

At the same time, Feng Bujue on the martial arts stage had already begun to chew on the two eyeballs. Because the knife had the special effect of "you can eat it after you cut off the head", he was not worried about getting sick. He ate while showing that "careful tasting" expression. Watching the juice and blood spewing out of his mouth… the audience only felt their hearts scratching and their bodies tingling…

In fact, Jue Ge's purpose was quite obvious…

First of all, as Qisha guessed, he wanted to take the opportunity to intimidate other contestants and gain a certain advantage for his next battle. Although most of the strong people present had extraordinary minds, after watching such a perverted behavior, their hearts would be affected a little more or less. Even if this influence was minimal, Feng Bujue was happy to inflict it…

Secondly, Feng Bujue took advantage of the few seconds he squatted down to take the eyeballs, and inconspicuously searched Crazy Dragon's Laugh's corpse. After all, the other party was also a powerful NPC, and Jue Ge estimated that… Crazy Dragon's weapons, armor, and the artifact [Keen Sense Tassel] should all be equipment above the "Perfect" level. If he could get them, he would make a fortune.

Unfortunately, the result of his searching the corpse was… nothing. Obviously, the system would not allow players to get rich by "picking up corpses" in this martial arts tournament.

In addition, Jue Ge's actions had a third purpose, which was… he really wanted to eat something other than survival value recovery agent to recover blood.

As everyone knows, Crazy Dragon loved to eat human eyeballs during his lifetime, which gave Jue Ge inspiration, so he did this very ironic thing…

…………

"Next match…"

After Feng Bujue walked off the martial arts stage, Crazy Dragon's Laugh's remains were still lying on the field, no one cared.

The report statue naturally didn't care about him either, but continued to announce, "Yao Nitian versus Siyu Ruoli."

As soon as these words came out, the wind and clouds above the martial arts stage changed abruptly.

The already heavy thunderclouds suddenly made continuous rumbling sounds, like a low-pitched wail.

Before long, colorful evil spirit monsters flew down from the sky.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they rushed towards Crazy Dragon's corpse like a swarm of hungry locusts…

Then, there was a bloody storm, with bones and flesh flying…

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirits had devoured Crazy Dragon's corpse, and flew back into the sky, circling around…

The next second, under the martial arts stage… a figure floated up.

"Five Turbid Evil Worlds, Six Sins Extinguished, Demonic Wave Cursed Sea, Swallowing Bodhi."

As the poem was chanted, the evil figure appeared.

A monk with red lips, white face, and closed eyes flew onto the stage.

He had white hair, a delicate face, and a temperament that was both demonic and Buddha-like…

He was said to be a monk because he was wearing a gold and red Destruction Calamity Kasaya, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, and a demonic staff in his left hand. If he didn't have these objects of a monk on his body, he would basically be a more beautiful humanoid monster…

"Don't be careless." When Yao Nitian appeared on the arena, Feng Zhihen spoke again. These words were undoubtedly said to Siyu.

"Thank you for your concern, senior." Ruoyu responded when she heard this, then stepped forward, gracefully leaped up, and stepped onto the stage.

Before her figure arrived, the poem had already been chanted—

[Falling flowers like snow dye a lonely shadow, dense rain bleakly gathers the moon's light. If the heart is frozen, sigh at the alienation, leaning on a sword to drink alone, ask not of love.]