this infinite world

Once upon a time, there was a world where everyone had super powers.

In this world, some people's superpowers are infinite strength, some people's superpowers are the manipulation of fire, some people's superpowers are extremely fast flight, and some people's superpowers are the ability to stop time for five seconds... There are all kinds of superpowers, covering everything.

But conversely, just as there are powerful superpowers, there are also weak or even useless superpowers. Among them is a person whose superpower is "the ability to kill all people named Zhang San."

It's easy to imagine that the practicality of this superpower is close to zero, because there is basically no one in the world named Zhang San, so even he himself doesn't know what this superpower is for... Until one day, he met another person whose superpower is also useless.

——That person’s superpower is that he can change anyone’s name to Zhang San.

And this is what Yang Yun wanted to tell Zheng Zha.

……

"Is there still such an operation?"

After understanding the principle of this "exciting combination skill between us" through Yang Yun's explanation, Zheng Zha was stunned for a moment and exclaimed that it was so terrifying... But when he came to understand it, he felt that it made more sense the more he thought about it.

This is how you should fight. No, this is the only way you can fight!

The enemy's name is not on the Conferred God List? Simple, just write it on it. As long as the enemy's name can be written on the Conferred God List, the Divine Whip will no longer be an ordinary magic weapon that can only be seen but not used, but a highly targeted killing weapon with power increased tenfold or a hundredfold. One whip can make a person's head explode on the spot...

Just like the classic line goes, "The referees are my people, I wrote the rules, what can you use to fight me?"

Thinking of the scene in The Investiture of the Gods where Jiang Ziya held the Whip and did whatever he wanted, coming and going freely in the formation of ten thousand immortals with his low magical powers, and anyone with a name on the Investiture of the Gods was killed like chopping melons and vegetables, Zheng Zha didn't care about Yang Yun's ridicule and just laughed.

“…This guy is hopeless.”

Yang Yun sighed, no longer paying attention to Zheng Zha who had already begun to imagine the future, and turned to Chu Xuan and asked: "Chu Xuan, what do you think, is it okay to exchange for the God-Slaying Whip?"

"No, the Whip of God is a very suitable exchange."

Chu Xuan gently pushed the frame of his glasses, his eyes flashing deep light through the transparent lenses. He analyzed the situation with his usual calmness and rationality, and then responded affirmatively: "As you analyzed, even in my current situation, I really can't find a more suitable exchange item than the God-beating Whip."

Hearing this, Yang Yun first glanced at Chu Xuan with some doubt, but after not finding anything from Chu Xuan's usual calm face, he said to Zheng Zha who was still grinning, "Stop daydreaming and come over to exchange it."

"I'm coming……"

Along with an S-level side story and the deduction of 50,000 bonus points, a 3-foot-6-inch-5-inch-long whip with 21 sections fell into Yang Yun's hands. Compared to the long whip made of leather, this divine whip was more like a stick-shaped weapon for striking... Anyway, in Yang Yun's opinion, it was not much different from a baseball bat with nails embedded in it.

Thinking of this, Yang Yun waved his hand twice, causing a whirring sound... Well, there is indeed not much difference, and the feeling of swinging it is even more similar. "Compared to a whip, it is more like a weapon similar to a talisman."

Qi Tengyi, who was standing next to him, did not have the weird thoughts that Yang Yun had in mind. Instead, he commented from the perspective of an archaeologist: "There are similar tools in the museum."

"It's more ceremonial than practical. After all, this thing is a magic weapon, and it's not meant for you to use in a formal battle. It can't be compared with swords, spears, halberds, and the like."

Yang Yun coughed twice, handed the Whip to Chu Xuan, turned his head and looked at Zheng Zha, and said with some ill intention: "But I think this thing should be lethal. Maybe it can hit someone's head, making the Three Corpse Gods jump up and down, and the Samadhi True Fire sprays more than ten feet away... Do you want to try it?"

"Why don't you try it yourself?" Zheng Zha rolled his eyes and said unhappily as he listened to Yang Yun's storytelling-like lines.

"I can't breathe fire..."

"Don't tell me I will!"

"This is more like a fishing rod than a weapon."

During the bickering between Yang Yun and Zheng Zha, the atmosphere was relaxed and even a little playful. The argument between the two was like the usual jokes and teasing between teammates. However, in this relaxed atmosphere, Chu Xuan, who was carefully observing the Whip, suddenly interrupted the conversation... and his calm tone seemed to carry a hint of excitement that was barely noticeable.

Hearing this, everyone showed strange expressions on their faces. For Zheng Zha and Lingdian, Chu Xuan's words seemed to have touched a nerve, causing them to shudder... For these two "fishing princes" of the Zhongzhou team, they almost simultaneously recalled a past that they could not bear to look back on, as well as the psychological shadow that was once dominated by Chu Xuan.

After a short silence, Yang Yun finally asked, "Well, this magic whip has nothing to do with the fishing rod, right? When Jiang Taigong was fishing by the river, he didn't use the magic whip as a fishing rod..."

Facing Yang Yun's words, Chu Xuan just remained silent and did not rush to respond. His eyes fell steadily on the magic whip in his hand, carefully observing every detail of this magic weapon, while his fingers lightly slid over the talisman and gently rotated...

After a brief silence, Chu Xuan tapped the handle of the magic whip three times with his fingers, each time clearly and rhythmically, as if he was communicating with the magic weapon in a tacit way. A gleam of satisfaction flashed across his face, and then he slowly raised his head and nodded to Yang Yun, revealing a rare recognition in his eyes, and said again: "Very similar."

"Well, as long as you think it looks like that..."

Seeing that Chu Xuan was still insisting on his point of view, Yang Yun looked at the movements of Chu Xuan's hands, frowned slightly, and answered.

But what no one expected was that after Chu Xuan said this, he actually raised his head, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth, which were usually as calm as ice, twitched slightly, barely putting together an expression similar to "smile"...

At this moment, Chu Xuan's smile seemed particularly terrifying, forming a sharp contrast with his usual calm image, and the next sentence made everyone's pupils shrink involuntarily.

"After this battle is over..."

Chu Xuan's words were calm and meaningful: "Let's go fishing together." (End of this chapter)