Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 513 Jason's house is empty, let's quickly lick his boots.

The backstage area of ​​the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament was shrouded in a heavy silence.

The two bodies lay side by side on a makeshift stretcher.

On the left is Krillin, his chest pierced, his orange martial arts uniform soaked in blood.

On the right is Fang Yu, whose face is deathly pale, with a trace of dried blood still remaining at the corner of his mouth.

Master Roshi stood beside the two corpses, fine beads of sweat glistening on his bald head. His eyes, behind his sunglasses, kept glancing at Fang Yu's body, and his Adam's apple bobbed nervously.

Bulma burst into tears.

She spent more time with Fang Yu than with Little Wukong during their adventures.

The contestants who made it into the top 50 were all incredibly nervous.

Because along with the four stars, there was also a register of all martial arts masters in the world that was lost.

It's highly likely that the other party is killing people based on this list!
Nobody knows who will be next!
Namo contestant clasped his hands together and said, "Even the number one general, Yu, was killed so silently. I'm afraid we're going to meet Buddha soon."

The male wolf swallowed hard: "No, never mind, I... I'm going home first!"

Tien Shinhan watched the wolf leave, then sneered, "Idiot, the last thing you should go back to right now is home, what an idiot!"

Bulma then looked at Goku and Master Roshi, "Well, you two shouldn't go back to Master Roshi's house yet, go to my place first."

Yamcha walked over. "I'll go too, so that the assassin won't get involved."

Bulma ignored Yamcha, and Yamcha awkwardly returned to the crowd.

The cleanup work was handed over to Bulma.

Two capsules were thrown out, and two high-tech freezers appeared. Fang Yu and Ke Lin quietly lay down inside.

Bulma fought back tears, "When I get back, I'll add even more precise positioning to the Dragon Radar! I must save them both as soon as possible!"

Little Goku clenched his fist: "I will avenge them!"

Master Roshi swallowed hard. "Mmm."

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The Zhongzhou team members walked along the dense forest by Crystal Lake, the soft soil under their feet mixed with decaying leaves, making a soft "rustling" sound.

The moonlight was fragmented by the dense canopy of trees, dappling the people with its light.

“Based on the tropes of horror movies, Jason’s cabin is definitely hiding a lot of good stuff.” Fang Yu walked in front, casually pushing aside the branches blocking his way. “Maybe we can find some clues to side plots.”

Zhao Yingkong followed closely behind, the dagger nimbly twirling between her fingers, gleaming coldly. She suddenly stopped, squatted down, and lightly touched the ground with her fingers: "The soil here has been turned over; it's very fresh."

Li Yingqi nodded, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes: "Be careful, there might be a trap."

Fang Yu smirked, "They searched the instruction manual, and they searched so fast! Were there any rats? I'll signal them to come out and kill them! Damn it! I was in a fight as the CEO, and he stole all my stuff!"

Newcomer Wang Hu gripped the shovel he'd smuggled from the camp, his muscles tense: "Damn it, this place is creepy."

Zhou Mingxuan looked around excitedly, muttering to himself, "Jason's cabin! That's a classic scene! If only we could stream it!"

"Shut up!" Lin Xiaoyu glared at him. "Do you want to attract Jason's attention?"

Just then, Zhang Ming suddenly pointed ahead: "There! There's a cellar!"

Following the direction he pointed, everyone saw a rusty iron gate peeking out from under a secluded slope, half-hidden in the weeds.

Fang Yu grinned: "Looks like we've found the right place."

He was about to step forward when suddenly...
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The familiar background music came from the direction of the lake, heavy and slow, each step seeming to tread on everyone's hearts.

Everyone turned around suddenly!

Under the moonlight, ripples spread across the calm surface of Crystal Lake, and a tall figure walked step by step from the bottom of the lake onto the shore.

The hockey mask gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and the machete in his hand dragged on the ground, emitting a harsh metallic scraping sound. "No, impossible!" Zhang Ming's voice trembled. "This...this guy clearly..."

Just as the newcomers were about to run away in a panic, Fang Yu paused for a moment, looked at his palm, and then tilted his head to look at Jason.

Zhao Yingkong asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look like that?"

Fang Yu explained, "The Flying Thunder God technique isn't working, so does this mean Jason has been respawned?"

"Captain! Captain!" Zhang Ming was so frightened that he didn't dare to pretend anymore, and even called him "Captain," "Quick! Quickly, get Jason!"

"Use your words."

Fang Yu didn't even raise his head, and casually shot out a beam of light!
"call out!"

The light was so bright that the newlyweds didn't realize what was happening until Jason lay down!
Jason had a huge hole punched in his head!

"Ah! That's...? It can't be!"

Zhou Mingxuan, an otaku, excitedly asked, "Is it a hole-hole wave?"

Fang Yu exclaimed, "You know your stuff. Go ahead, I'll give you Jason's box to lick, and take his mask and put it on. Even though it's worn out, it's better than not having a leader at all."

Zhou Mingxuan swallowed hard: "Never mind, I... I'm a knife-wielding fighter, I don't need it."

After killing Jason again, the group held their breath and slowly descended the damp stone steps.

The air inside the cellar was foul and murky, a mixture of musty and bloody odors that made one want to vomit.

"Clap."

A wisp of spiritual fire ignited at Li Yingqi's fingertips, and the dim light illuminated the entire cellar.

The walls were covered with rusty torture instruments, and the ground was littered with white bones.

The most horrifying sight was the mountain of severed limbs piled up in the corner, with congealed blood still clinging to the cuts, as if they had been torn apart by a wild beast.

"Ugh!" Zhou Mingxuan suddenly covered his mouth, his face turning pale.

"Quiet." Zhao Ying held the dagger horizontally in front of her chest, her gaze fixed on the depths of the cellar.

Five couples, dressed in rags, were chained to the wall. Their eyes were unfocused, and they had silly smiles on their lips. They were clearly mentally broken.

Fang Yu squatted on the table and rummaged through the items, suddenly picking up a white sweater that seemed out of place in its surroundings.

"Found it." He grinned and turned around to put the sweater over Zhao Yingkong's head.

"Have you made enough of a scene?" Zhao Yingkong took a half step back, pressed the dagger against Fang Yu's wrist, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Fang Yu shook the sweater: "It's Jason's mother's keepsake. Wear it, and that big oaf won't touch you."

Seeing that Zhao Yingkong still had a cold expression, he lowered his voice and added, "It's better than being chopped into mincemeat, isn't it?"

Seeing that Zhao Yingkong still looked disgusted, Fang Yu added, "Don't forget this is Jason vs. Freddy. We'll be facing two bosses at the same time. Freddy will forcibly pull you into the dream, and Jason will stab you. Can you handle that?"

"Li Yingqi, don't worry. You've already died once and lost a chance to revive. If you fall again, you might be kicked out of the game. Once you fall, behave yourself and let us go first, understand?"

Fang Yu's words were sincere.

The sweater eventually covered Zhao Yingkong's slender body.

After settling everyone in, Fang Yu looked at the newlyweds and said, "Alright, everyone choose a spot and we'll sleep here."

Zhang Ming: *cough cough cough*

Zhu Wen: ".?"

Zhou Mingxuan: "Huh?"

Lin Xiaoyu: "Are you speaking Chinese?"

(End of this chapter)