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"Hiss~" Richard gasped. "A step more than a meter high, and he fell and broke seven or eight bones, and his face is dented! No way?"

"Can't?" Old Qin sneered. "You can fall and die even if you just tumble on the spot! It's his fault for making a fuss!"

“What’s the big deal? This is a prestigious institution of higher learning in the Song Dynasty! What could possibly be the big deal?” Richard said.

Old Qin laughed, a rather lewd laugh. "What's wrong with higher education institutions? It's only been stable for the last few decades. I've heard from the older generation that back in the 1940s and 50s, there were all sorts of monsters and scoundrels! Even this Chongyang campus has seen countless incidents!"

Richard immediately became interested upon hearing this.

Because after Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, history in this world began to spiral out of control, completely different from what Richard knew. Therefore, he was always fascinated by the ambiguous history of this world. He always got full marks in history throughout high school!

Chapter 110 Battle in the Inner World

Lucius's legs were tightly bound by the activated dragon tendons, which were even constricted into his flesh. Moreover, the activated dragon tendons were not ordinary ropes; they also had the wondrous function of sealing spiritual energy!

Once it entangled her legs, those legs lost their spiritual power and even began to go out of control, as if they weren't her own!

His helmet had been knocked off, and he had suffered a serious head injury, bleeding profusely.

His armor was slashed twice by the Dragon Slayer Blade, leaving an X-shaped gash across his chest. He barely managed to withstand the two blows at the cost of his shattered armor, sustaining only minor superficial wounds, though he was already bleeding profusely, the blood flowing down his legs.

His cloak was also torn to shreds and is now being devoured by Little Softie. If it weren't for the cloak blocking the way, Little Softie would have had meat to eat again today.

In the eerie world of Linshui Town, Xiaoruan has eaten quite a few water monsters, black fish, and dragon eels. Now, when she reaches her maximum size, she can fill a room!

Lucius's Roman dagger had fallen to the ground, having been bitten on the wrist by the shadow dog Wangcai, which rendered his hand useless in a short time.

All he had left was that round shield, which had been chipped off by the Dragon Slayer Blade.

At that time, he lost his weapon and his feet were controlled. Zhao Hao chopped at him eighteen times like driving piles, and finally shattered the precious ancestral shield.

Some people might be wondering, where's Orange? Did she slack off again?

No, it can be said that Tachibana-za deserves the greatest credit for giving us such a big advantage in the battle!

Although Lucius would normally have suffered a crushing defeat being ganged up on by Zhao Hao, one of the zoo's thugs, it wouldn't have been this bad, or this quick. He should have been able to hold out for at least twenty or thirty minutes.

As a result, he judged the cat by its appearance and underestimated the fat orange cat, Orange, and was severely injured in the groin by Orange's Shadowless Spinning Hook!

Gladiators have faced countless life-and-death situations, but they are still men!

This double blow, both physical and psychological, completely broke Lucius, to the point that he was tied up like a pig by Zhao Hao within minutes.

Lucius, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his face contorted in pain, muttered, "This isn't one-on-one, it's not fair..."

Zhao Hao couldn't help but laugh, "How naive! There's no such thing as fairness in this world! You might as well just obediently accept your death!"

With that, he raised his knife and slashed, and Lucius's head fell to the ground.

As Lucius died tragically on the spot, thunderous applause erupted from the high stands around him. Countless spectators stood up and cheered wildly, and it was even noticeable that many of them tore their clothes off!

Meanwhile, the portly host, beaming with joy, loudly announced from the central stands: "I declare Zhao Hao, the extraordinary warrior from the Song Dynasty, the victor! Let's cheer for our champion!"

Zhao Hao saw a surge of psionic energy boiling and swirling on Lucius's corpse. In mid-air, it was restrained by some force of the arena and quickly transformed into the most primitive, translucent kind of psionic energy before landing on Zhao Hao's head.

Instantly, he felt his total spiritual energy surge!

It's increased by a full third!

Zhao Hao felt that he was not far from breaking through to Iron 2 stars!

Of course, this Glory Arena doesn't transfer all the spiritual energy of the fallen to the victors. Considering the loss and purification process, it's quite remarkable that Zhao Hao's energy could increase by a third.

Unfortunately, Zhao Hao himself did not possess this skill. With the gladiator Lucius dead this time, he feared he would have no chance to do it again.

At this moment, the surrounding audience and the arena began to blur and become indistinct.

Zhao Hao quickly retrieved the Roman short sword.

Then the portly host exclaimed, "What a spectacular gladiatorial match! It exceeded many people's expectations. Gladiator Zhao Hao, I hope we'll have the chance to meet again!"

In the next instant, Zhao Hao was back in that illusion.

He pondered for a moment, recalling what the chubby host had said earlier.

Zhao Hao originally thought that the arena was a magical place projected into the sea of ​​spiritual energy by gladiators like Lucius over thousands of years.

But Lucius is dead, yet the host still exchanged a few polite words with him; something just doesn't seem right.

But this wasn't the time to think about that. He looked around...

The illusion remained; the three-story building in the distance was still far away, as if it hadn't come any closer.

This is also one of the abilities of this illusion, making it as difficult as possible for people to get close to the real building.

Just as Zhao Hao was about to change his skin card and try out the Underworld Judge's Yin Wind, the surrounding illusion suddenly began to shake and blur, and the scenery began to sway left and right and up and down, just like a television signal being interfered with!

Then, with a soft "pop," like a large bubble being popped, the surrounding scenery quickly receded, and Zhao Hao felt the concentration and activity of spiritual energy decreasing. Then he returned to the surface world.

At this moment, he was neither too close nor too far from the small building. About fifty or sixty meters to his left, the fat man was looking around warily. At his feet lay a headless corpse wearing armor.

"Hey, Ritian, are you alright?" the fat man asked.

Zhao Hao nodded: "I'm fine, I just took down a gladiator. But Fatty, what's with all that blood on your crotch?"

The fat man quickly wiped his face. "Don't get me wrong! I only got a cut on my stomach from this bastard, my crotch is perfectly fine!"

"Yes, yes, please stop talking and hurry up and apply some medicine!" Zhao Hao reached into his bag to find some medicine.

The fat man waved his hand, "Don't bother, this little injury has already healed. Let's go take a look. It seems that Wang Genji found an opportunity to break this illusion array."

……

The fat man guessed correctly; it was indeed Wang Genji who had taken down the old illusionist.

The old illusionist wasn't good at direct confrontation, but his experience was vast, and he naturally knew how to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses. However, Wang Genji's ability to move freely among the earth allowed him to exploit a loophole in the illusion.

Wang Genji, relying on his best skills, dodged many traps and slipped into the small building.

Although the basement is specially designed with a layer of psionic metal plating that Wang Genji can't penetrate, there's an entrance to the basement inside the building! Why don't I just go through the front door?

At that time, the old illusionist was still figuring out how to give the knight an advantage and how to disrupt the fat man's fight.

As a result, Wang Genji used a Thunderbolt Fireball to blast open the basement door and barged in.

The old illusionist knew he wasn't strong in direct combat, so he made some preparations.

He possesses a Bell Charm, which allows him to summon a powerful bear spirit. This bear spirit, equivalent to a level 4 Black Iron, is more than enough to compensate for his lack of combat strength.

Moreover, the instant he broke down the door, he had already created an illusion that remained in place, while his real body hid to the side. For an illusionist, it's all instinct.

However, he never expected that Wang Genji could participate in such an operation at such a young age. Could there be no one in the Red Gate?

They come from a family with a long tradition of martial arts, and they certainly have weapons!

With a flick of his wrist, nine black dog nails were thrown!

This thing is a magical artifact made from the blood and teeth of a special black dog from the Illusionary Spirit Realm (inner world) of the Great Song Dynasty. It is extremely vicious and can break through all kinds of spiritual energy defenses and shields!

Wang Genji's Earth-Walking Immortal ability allows him to sense ground tremors. The illusion standing there can deceive the eyes, ears, and even has body temperature and smell, but since it has no physical form, there is no earth-shaking. On the contrary, although the illusionist's true form is invisible, tremors can be felt.

Just as the illusionist was about to work with Xiong Ling to suppress Wang Genji, he was ambushed by him. Three black dog nails struck his main body, causing him to vomit blood and break his spell!

The illusion array was broken, and his own spiritual energy could no longer function properly.

Wang Genji pulled out a pistol and shot him dead! Times have indeed changed.

It is said that spiritual practice places the greatest importance on wealth, companions, Dharma, and environment, and this is certainly true!

Wang Genji was only a Black Iron 1-star, and his spiritual energy level was even lower than Zhao Hao's, yet he still managed to trick and kill this Black Iron 4-star old illusionist.

With all three of the Mafia's superhumans dead, the remaining gunmen and henchmen were easy to deal with.

However, according to established custom, ordinary people should be avoided if possible. Wang Genji lit an incense stick, and as the fragrance spread, all the ordinary people collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

The rest was simple. Zhao Hao and his group ransacked the place, then called Colt: "Come out and clean up the mess!"

What happened to Zhao Hao and his two companions was just a small microcosm of this battle. In fact, there were more than a dozen battles involving superhumans of this scale in Freedom City. Almost every one of them was even more intense than this one!

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Chapter 111 Battle in the Inner World

For example, the two Qi brothers, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang.

They, along with Lai Mancang, the bald-headed man, formed a team and attacked another stronghold.

There are four superhumans from the Mafia here, but compared to Zhao Hao's three Iron 4-star members, these four are all Iron 1- or 2-star members.

The two Qi brothers practiced divine fighting techniques and had been apprenticed to the two spirit mediums in the temple since childhood, serving them as mediums.

Now, wielding divine power, and with the "divine will" of the two guardian generals possessing him, he becomes impervious to swords and spears, unaffected by water and fire, possesses immense strength, and moves as swiftly as the wind. His most powerful technique is a method of exhaling breath, allowing him to exhale two puffs of breath from his nose, specifically designed to strike the soul of the attacker!

Those who are infected will lose consciousness and their souls will leave their bodies.

That bald-headed Lai Mancang looked like a scoundrel, a cheap, sleazy fellow who would smile at anyone he saw.

He wasn't from a proper lineage; he was an unorthodox practitioner. Later, he was taken in by a powerful family overseas and came to America.

One of his two abilities is "using a chicken feather as an imperial edict," where the refined feathers, imbued with his spiritual energy, fly like divine darts, raining down like a storm of feathers. Truly, a thousand feathers piercing the heart!

Moreover, he also possesses the sneaky "Disorderly Smoke," which transforms spiritual energy into smoke. Those affected will either lose their sense of direction and become disoriented, or fall into a deep, unconscious state.

The battle here is nearing its end. The three of them have already taken down three of the opponents and are now ganging up on the last one who is still holding on.

On the other side, the three Tie brothers, Tie Wendao, Tie Qiudao, and Tie Zhidao, went to another place.

There are also five extraordinary members of the Mafia guarding the area, the strongest of whom is at least a level 4 Black Iron.

However, the three Tie brothers are not weak either. Even the weakest of them, the third brother, Tie Qiudao, who always says "I know," is already a Black Iron 3-star.

Moreover, all three brothers are very capable and quite strong.

The eldest brother, Tie Wendao, possesses the Iron Sleeve Skill, Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeve, and Universe in the Sleeve, and is about to break through to Black Iron 5-star. In the Red Gate of Free City, he can be considered a rising star.

The second brother, Tie Qiudao, had worshipped a spirit named Liu Linglang since childhood. This Liu Linglang was a child with a special destiny who died at a special time. His spirit remained intact and could resist the attraction of the underworld, thus allowing him to stay in the world of the living.

Someone who knows the secret method must guide the spirit into a willow sapling, and then nurture it daily with their own spiritual energy. The willow will mature in ten years. Then, the willow is cut down, its heartwood is extracted, and carved into a human shape for continued worship!

At this point, Liu Linglang could be considered to have achieved initial success. His supernatural abilities were mysterious, possessing precognitive powers and the ability to penetrate deep into the sea of ​​spiritual energy to exert extremely powerful interference. He also exhibited exceptional resistance to various forms of spiritual energy and magic.

This is like having a little cheat code with you!

The third brother, Tie, was a Taoist guardian deity. He could use his own spiritual energy to summon the spirits of many guardian deities from the sea of ​​spiritual energy to descend to the mortal realm; his abilities were varied and extremely powerful.

The father of these three brothers was originally a Taoist priest. (The following is a separate, unrelated phrase: "Second Taoist priest" is a dialect from the Northeast region.) For example, "second traitor" refers to a puppet soldier. "Second chair" means neither male nor female.