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"Have you found out the details of this white-haired boy?"

"He is a second-generation rich man whose parents have both passed away in Fubo District. I have seen him before and thought he was just a rich young man who was dissolute and frivolous. I didn't expect that he is not only the owner of the treasure, but also has such high authority... Judging from the fact that he can fight Jin Li without losing, his skills are quite amazing."

"Can you tell his style and approach?"

"Why bother with all this? This kid is doing well. As long as he wins, we can eliminate most of the demons and monsters that have left the shelter of this place without this area as a support."

"You're overthinking it. Not to mention the other ghost tribes, the strength of the ghost generals of the evil ghost tribe may not be worse than Jin Li. Let alone anything else, don't forget that the horse ghost is also in this area."

"Uh... this is a pity..."

"But what if he wins?"

"I hope so, but it's too slim..."

"It's better to be safe than sorry... I have already notified the military and police to stand by outside the area."

"No, unless a full-scale war breaks out, we cannot involve ordinary troops and police in a war with foreign races. This is the rule, and the parliament will not agree to it."

"Then... mobilize all club members? And all the treasure owners we can mobilize?"

"Offer a reward. If he really wins, we should not be stingy with money and property.

"These demons and monsters have invaded Dusk Star City for too long. It's time to clean up the stubborn disease."

"The premise is that this kid and that person can win..."

"..."

"Well, the subjective will to destroy the ghosts is very strong, it doesn't seem like they would let the situation develop into what it is now..."

"They didn't propose to send representatives to join this one-on-one battle because they are a semi-official organization. If they go directly to the battlefield, it will be regarded as declaring war on these non-human species? And causing chaos?"

Listening to their conversation, Yang Sheng was thinking about it when he heard another voice, but this time it was spoken through the broadcasting system inside the baseball stadium.

"Zi-wai-wai? Microphone test, microphone test"

"I am the last emperor of the Muyue Dynasty, the true master of the ancient Liuxin land, the last spokesperson of destiny and imperial power, and the true master of the 230 million Muyue people..."

On the stands, the humans suddenly started to make noises. Someone stood on a high place and yelled, "Fuck you! Get lost! I don't have a master like you!!!"

How should I put it? Suddenly, the crowd became excited.

The land of Liuxin is an ancient regional concept similar to the former land of the Three Han. In the early days, it was the territory of an empire called the Muyue Dynasty. The concept of the Muyue people is a population division concept developed based on this regional concept, which is similar to the population of the four provinces in the south of the Yangtze River.

After mastering the language of this world, Yang Sheng went to the library to read some literature in person. Coincidentally, he actually knew the person who was speaking, if he was indeed that person.

Specifically, he was the last royal member of the Muyue Dynasty more than a thousand years ago. When the dynasty collapsed and was replaced by the city-state system, he became a member of the vampire clan among the demons through unknown means. After the city-state system was established, he continued to exist, and accumulated power in the dark, and had been planning a restoration, and then he unexpectedly survived to this day.

But this is an ordinary world. Even for the legendary immortal vampires, if they want to live this long, they need some abnormal twisted and bloody rituals to do so. It is said that the vampires of the Dusk Moon Dynasty have directly caused millions of deaths, killing an average of 3 to 4 people a day, and they have persisted for a thousand years...

To ordinary people, he might be a fictional character in myths and legends, but to the owner of the Earth Mother treasure, this is a task that has been on the SSS-level hell-difficulty wanted list for many years and has lasted for hundreds of years and no one has been able to complete.

This is also the only native creature on Mother Earth's wanted list and has always been regarded as a traitor to humanity... Many times traitors are more hateful than aliens. In addition, this guy is indeed full of evil, but he likes to regard himself as the emperor of more than a dozen city-states such as Dusk Star City and the lord of mankind, so the hatred has been full for hundreds of years.

Now he arouses public excitement as soon as he appears on the stage.

“…The Lord of Blood and Hatred, Mutulong City!”

Accompanied by a self-introduction that was a bit lengthy, but did not sound out of place or second-year student status when spoken with their strange interjections, the window on the studio side was shattered with a loud crash, and a winged humanoid creature that looked somewhat like the Lord of Dread but had no horns on its head crashed out, soaring in the air for a circle, and then four or five similar creatures from all directions joined it, and with the sound of flapping wings, they landed on the field, forming a pincer attack with Hobart Xinta and the Ghost King Jinli.

The Ghost King Jin Li snorted, seeming very dissatisfied with him, but said nothing.

After landing, the vampire who called himself Mutu Longcheng and his blood guards folded their wings and quickly transformed. Mutu Longcheng turned into a sinister middle-aged man wearing a fashionable business suit. The four blood guards also turned into stylish bodyguards wearing black suits and sunglasses. There was even a secretary with a plump figure and a seductive appearance dressed like an elite office lady...

"...I agree to your bet, but the Mu Yue royal family wants to personally participate in the battle..."

After Mutu Longcheng transformed into a human form, his face looked sinister but his voice was deep, and he indeed had an alternative aura of a superior. As he spoke, he looked at Huoba Xinta with a greedy look.

"...What an unexpected gift. I didn't expect that besides me, there would be another descendant who would also choose the path of the vampire race... I will suck your blood core dry. Your essence can at least prolong my supreme life for 150 years! Hahahahahahahaha..."

Yang Sheng: “…”

"This is a histrionic personality. If you switch to the language of Area 11 and find a better animation director and producer, you can indeed perform a very amazing scene effect. But in real life, even if you speak with their tone, it's so awkward that I want to sack my house... Please stop laughing, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you."

He rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, suppressed the shiver that spread from his tailbone upwards, and took a few steps back.

Hoba Xinta was not moved at all, and continued to taunt:

"I'm a vampire zombie, not like a rat in the gutter like you, so don't try to get close to me. But I hope you're as tough as you say. It'd be best if you're on the battle list, so I don't have to bother hunting you down afterwards."

"Your blind confidence is a little annoying, but I forgive your ignorance. After all, you are just a shallow child."

Mutu Longcheng also spoke rudely, spraying venom and acid water at each other.

"Stop talking nonsense, who will go first?"

At this time, Jin Li had already returned to the main camp. Hearing this, he said loudly: "Although this kid is dead,

We evil ghosts don't want to bully the weak with our numbers, so we will send one person, and you should send five people too!"

"No problem, including me and the four Blood Guards, there are exactly five of us!"

Mutu Longcheng might have watched too many movies. As he spoke loudly, he took out a cigarette box from his arms, lit a cigarette for himself, and started smoking on the sidelines.

"Then come on!"

Hoba Xinta shouted and walked into the arena.

A big man from the ghost tribe silently transformed himself into a burly giant at least two meters and five meters tall with spikes all over his body and extremely thick arms, and walked to the opposite side of Hobart's tower.

"Ghost General, Duomoli." After a brief introduction, he grinned with a ghost face, "That vampire is wrong in one thing. It's not his turn to suck your blood core dry, because I want to dig out your heart and eat it!"

"what!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pounced towards Huo Ba Xinta.

"kill him!"

"Pinch his balls out!"

"Dumoli! Dumoli!"

"Killed in the most cruel way..."

The stands on the demon side immediately became noisy, and thousands of demons and monsters burst out with huge waves of noise.

Hoba Xinta lowered his body slightly, holding the hilt of the cloud-patterned samurai sword with one hand, sneered, and pounced on the opponent without fear.

The two sides exchanged several high-speed punches (spikes on the back of the hands), knife slashes, kicks... their bodies changed, and finally froze in a solidified state after the intertwining.

Hoba Xinta retracted his downward chopping posture, swung the blade twice, and while slowly returning to his original position, he inserted the cloud-patterned samurai sword into the scabbard behind him.

"Next"

Without waiting to turn around, as soon as he finished speaking, the ghost general Duomoli, who at least showed his face and had a unique name, began to have horizontal and vertical black lines on his body amid the noisy shouting all around, and began to break into pieces, like collapsed building blocks, turning into scattered pieces on the ground.

"..."

The demons' momentum came to an abrupt halt in an instant.

"it is good!"

Someone on the human side suddenly stood up and cheered.

Then there were sparse cheers and applause, which eventually turned into enthusiastic shouts.

"well!"

"Pretty!"

"here you go!!"

0015

In the ordinary world without many extraordinary phenomena, hand-to-hand combat is often simple and crude.

To use the lines from martial arts dramas or movies, it's one horizontal and one vertical, one falls down and the other stands.

The evil ghosts and the blood clan who called themselves Dusk Moon had no other special fighting skills except transformation. Their physical fitness after transformation was no longer as high as Hobart Xinta's normal attributes, and he was also better in terms of skills.

In a one-on-one situation, several killing moves are often exchanged, one falls down and the other stands, and the one who falls down is often cut into more than a dozen pieces - this is not a good phenomenon. Whether it is the evil ghost clan or the Dusk Moon blood clan, they do not have such strong self-healing or regeneration abilities. For them, ordinary cutting in two means there is no need to rescue them.

This shows that Hobart Xinta's control over his own strength and skills still has great flaws.

However, it is enough to deal with ordinary elite monsters and small bosses. The cheers in the arena stopped abruptly several times like a chicken with its neck cut, and then broke out several times.

In the baseball field, under the high-power lighting facilities, only twenty minutes later, there were still five figures standing within the killing range.

Yang Sheng, who is surrounded by black fog special effects, the panting Hoba Xinta, the vampire Mutu Longcheng and his female followers, and the evil ghost king Jin Li.

The death of the four ghost generals made the latter furious. To be honest, in Yang Sheng's eyes, the strength of the two was similar, but he showed no fear or retreat. Instead, the tyrannical emotion emanating from him became even stronger. No wonder this clan was dubbed "evil ghosts".

Mutu Longcheng did not have any negative emotions. Perhaps he had some special means of perception. He noticed that Huoba Xinta's condition had declined and his strength had greatly decreased. A disgusting smile appeared on his face without any concealment.

The corners of his mouth were stretched to his ears, and his teeth were sharp.

His eyes changed from round human pupils to vertical beast pupils, staring at Hoba Xinta closely, smoking a cigarette and occasionally sticking out his long, pointed tongue, which might be in ecstasy, to lick his lips.

Hoba Xinta's condition was indeed not very good. In pursuit of a quick kill, he was a little impatient. When fighting with the Blood Guards and the Ghost Generals, he did not completely survive, but exchanged killing moves with each other. It's just that the clothes he was wearing were the kind of clothes that Mother Earth Technology used, with a single layer of fabric that could withstand close-range shooting from small-caliber firearms. Although the direct damage was blocked and the clothes were not damaged, the incidental impact damage was not low. Although he looked fine on the surface, his body under the clothes was already covered with black bruises.

In order to vent his anger, and given that there were indeed problems with control, chopping the blood guards and ghost generals into dozens of pieces was certainly a relief, but it also consumed a lot of physical energy, and his breathless state was not pretended.

Just as he took out the healing potion that Yang Sheng had given him and was about to recover some blood and shout "Come again", Yang Sheng pressed down on his shoulder.

Although Yang Sheng didn't say anything, he calmed down immediately, bent his body slightly, sheathed his sword, and stepped back.

This was an obvious signal. It was not until this time that all the people and ghosts on the field realized that the guy who was always shrouded in black fog was the one in charge.

"Pfft-"

A slight sound of air valve deflating was heard on the killing field, and the black fog surrounding him dissipated instantly.

In the white

Under the lighting of day, all the people and ghosts saw a shining mechanical creature with a gorgeous red and gold shape appear in the same place.

"..."

"What the hell?"

"What is that?"

"Could it be a mechanical device?"

"But that thing doesn't look like wood?"

"..."

A loud buzzing sound arose from the surrounding stands. The Ghost King Jin Li and the vampire Mu Tu Long Cheng also looked surprised, the latter was so surprised that his face returned to human form.

He threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it twice with the tip of his shoe, walked forward, picked up another cigarette, lit it with a flint fuel lighter, took a deep breath and blew it out through his nostrils. He did not look at the "mechanical puppet (as he thought)" that was making a mechanical friction sound, but said to Hobart Xinta:

"Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now?" He hooked his finger, "Go on, I'll stand here"

Huoba Xinta was using the "gun-shaped syringe" that Yang Sheng had just given him to inject the blue potion into his body. This potion was made from extracts from the Sky Demon Zerg, and it could relieve pain, refresh the mind, restore physical strength, and had a certain healing effect. Moreover, because it was injected, it took effect very quickly.

But [Moon Well Water] has all these functions and is even more effective, so it is a dispensable item to Yang Sheng.

"A substitution was made at halftime, idiot. Are you suffering from dementia and unable to understand this?"

Feeling the comfort spreading throughout his body, Hoba Xinta panted and said sarcastically.

"I'm not interested in you, bastard, get out of here!"

Mutu Longcheng's eyes turned red, and he turned to the "mechanical puppet" in the field and said in a grim voice.

Just then, the iron armor made a few clicking sounds. First, the visor of the helmet rose up, and then the entire front armor opened from one side. Yang Sheng stepped forward and walked out from inside.

This once again surprised everyone. Most people and ghosts thought that this was a creation with a gorgeous metal shell, but its essence was still a mechanical puppet. Although this world has a modern industrial system, it still has great limitations or traditions in mechanical design or application scope. In short, no one and no ghost thought that there was actually a person in this metal structure.

Yang Sheng was wearing casual clothes and no longer tried to hide his identity, so his true face was exposed to everyone.

His attention was mostly focused on his surroundings and monitoring every living thing. At this time, the four ghost generals and four blood guards were all killed, and no one shot them from behind. There was also the runaway convoy behind the evil ghost king Jin Li, and no individual used the weapons above.

"This is really unexpected to me. Who are you?" Mutu Longcheng asked, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Yang Sheng did not retrieve the Iron Suit, because there was no anti-interference barrier in the outside world, so he could not retrieve it. Instead, he asked with a slightly impatient tone:

"shall we start now?"

"You are an ignorant bastard..." The ridicule was exactly the same as that of Hoba Xinta, which made Mutu Longcheng unable to suppress his anger. However, he was scared to death after he finished speaking.