The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

He had no intention of drawing the sword; he simply felt that the demonic blade was too eerie.

The words about sacrifice that he had heard from the residents filled him with suspicion.

He guessed that the knife was likely mixed with countless souls of the unjustly killed, and that if he drew the knife rashly, he might be possessed by the vengeful spirits within it.

Whether the surrogate straw man on his body can withstand such a bizarre attack as possession remains to be seen.

"Um?"

Faced with the incredibly proactive demonic blade, Xu Feng paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He never believed in free lunches, and neither did Uncle Mads.

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.

Qin Yu was still angry about his previous defeat, but upon seeing this scene, his face instantly turned extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment.

"Why should I?!"

He roared in his heart:

"This Xu Feng is nothing but a piece of trash with only 40 points in the ladder, lacking both talent and skills. Why should he be recognized by the Demon Blade? I am the chosen one! This blade should be mine!"

Jealousy gnawed at Qin Yu's heart like a venomous snake, driving him almost mad.

As he watched Xu Feng get further and further away from the demonic sword, a crazy thought surged in his mind: He couldn't let him draw the sword! Absolutely not!

Qin Yu quietly reached into his robes with his right hand and took out a specially made small box.

Upon opening the box, one finds several silver needles as thin as cow's hair, their surfaces shimmering with a faint black light and emanating an eerie aura.

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The Soul-Locking Needle, a mysterious artifact.

The category is: Rule-based Tricks

Soul Lock: Once this needle enters the human body, it can lock the person's soul, making them unable to make any movements, like a soulless shell that can be manipulated at will.

Those hit by this needle will have their defense increased by 50% and will be immune to some damage.

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Qin Yu's eyes were sinister. Taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on the demon sword and Xu Feng, he flicked his fingers and a Soul-Locking Needle shot out silently, heading straight for Xu Feng's back!

He had calculated the angle perfectly and was confident that no one would notice his sneak attack. Even if he was discovered, given his status and strength, he could easily defend himself.

However, Qin Yu underestimated Yu tide's vigilance. Yu tide had been keeping a close eye on Qin Yu's every move.

When he saw Qin Yu's hand reach into his robes, he became wary.

The moment the Soul-Locking Needles were fired, Yu Xi's Tang sword was suddenly drawn from its sheath. A flash of cold light appeared, and with two crisp clangs, the two Soul-Locking Needles were knocked away.

However, Qin Yu fired more than two Soul-Locking Needles; several others struck Xu Feng's back during the gaps in Yu Xi's parry.

Xu Feng was focused on guarding against the demon sword's unusual movements when he suddenly felt a slight stinging pain in his back.

Immediately afterwards, a strange power spread along the meridians.

He frowned, about to check, when he suddenly felt that a part of his body had lost sensation.

"Huh?" Xu Feng looked embarrassed and looked down before belatedly realizing that there were several thin silver needles stuck in his back.

He reached out and pulled out the silver needle. The strange power dissipated instantly, and the affected area returned to normal.

The silver needles felt icy to the touch, and relevant information immediately surfaced in his mind.

This stuff is great!

Xu Feng pulled out the silver needles, didn't even turn off the automatic pickup function, and directly stuffed them into the God-Chosen Space. Then, he cautiously looked behind him:

"Who is it? Who tried to ambush me?"

Qin Yu saw this scene clearly, and he was so shocked that his jaw dropped, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

He never dreamed that the Soul-Locking Needle would have absolutely no effect on Xu Feng!

It should be noted that even a chosen one with a thousand points in the Heavenly Ladder would instantly lose the ability to move and be completely at the mercy of this Soul-Locking Needle.

But Xu Feng was not only unharmed, he even pulled out the Soul-Locking Needle himself, which completely overturned his understanding.

"Could this guy possess a magical artifact that grants immunity to abnormal states?" Qin Yu was filled with shock and doubt, and his gaze towards Xu Feng held a hint of apprehension.

Xu Feng picked up the two silver needles that Yu Xi had knocked down. Although he was overjoyed to have obtained a strange artifact for no reason, he still had to pretend to be angry.

Hold it in, hold it in, you can't laugh yet.

With this Soul-Locking Needle, his combat power increased significantly.

Although Xu Feng didn't want to cause trouble, he was by no means a pushover.

To be ambushed in public, and by such a despicable means at that.

Even though he was mild-mannered and liked being around people, he couldn't help but get a little angry.

"Team Leader Qin, using underhanded tactics is far too despicable." Yu tide's voice was as cold as frost. Her Tang sword was already sheathed, but her murderous aura remained undiminished.

She walked to Xu Feng's side, staring sharply at Qin Yu, and shielded Xu Feng in front of her.

Qin Yu's mask of hypocrisy was torn off in public, and his face turned pale and then red.

He didn't expect that his sneak attack would be discovered by Yu tide, and that he hadn't even managed to hurt Xu Feng.

He tried to remain calm, coughed lightly, and explained:

"Miss Yu tide is joking. I only accidentally dropped a few needles. How can you say it's a sneak attack? I'm glad Mr. Xu is alright. I'm glad he's alright."

"An accident?" Xu Feng stepped forward, walking to Yu tide's side, his eyes coldly fixed on Qin Yu, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "Young Master Qin's 'accident' is truly quite accidental!"

His aura suddenly erupted, and the terrifying pressure brought by the title of Bloodstained Gentleman caused the surrounding Chosen Ones to retreat. Cherry blossom petals swirled around him, as if controlled by an invisible force.

Xu Feng was truly enraged. He raised his hand, ready to rush towards Qin Yu, wanting to teach this hypocrite a lesson.

"Mr. Xu, don't be angry. Now is not the time to start a fight."

Just then, Luigi, the captain of the Lighthouse faction, rushed forward and stood between the two.

The blond boy, Luigi, was a kind-hearted man with a gentle smile on his face. He quickly advised:

"We're all just exploring the dungeon and competing for the artifacts; there's no need to ruin our relationship."

"Team Leader Qin certainly didn't do it on purpose. Mr. Xu, you are a magnanimous person, please forgive him this time."

Xu Feng stopped and gave Luigi a cold look.

He knew Luigi meant well, but Qin Yu's behavior was truly intolerable to him.

However, looking at the spectators from various countries around him, he understood that it was not appropriate to take action here, as it would only allow others to reap the benefits.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and said to Qin Yu with icy eyes:

"If you dare to ambush me again, I won't hesitate to teach you what it means to be a human being."

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he took a half step back, frightened by the murderous intent in Xu Feng's eyes, but he still hypocritically said:

"It was my fault, I accidentally dropped it. Consider the Soul-Locking Needle a gift!"

Xu Feng chuckled. He had no intention of returning it in the first place; there was no reason to return a magical artifact that had been put into his possession.

"Heh! Giving it to me? Young Master Qin is truly kind-hearted! Giving me my Soul-Locking Needles? Interesting, very interesting indeed!"