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Exodus Tales
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Exodus Tales
Finger Demon Butcher died.
The impassioned atmosphere that just built up among the spectators froze at this moment.
No one ever thought that the person with the unlucky number would win. Not to mention the fanatic Finger Demon Butcher dying so easily. The crazy Finger Demon Butcher became as vulnerable as a kid in the hands of the unlucky number owner.
Many people were rubbing their eyes, as they still could not believe what they had seen. They had waited for so long to watch Finger Demon Butcher’s humiliating and cruel killing method. A bloody scene full of non-stop shrieking was what they were looking forward to.
However, Finger Demon Butcher, who brought numerous exciting scenes to the people, was killed within a split second. Worse still, many people had not clearly seen what happened.
The crowd gazed at Qin Fen dumbfounded. The owner of the number forty-four left the arena calmly. He came back to the messy bearded man and he handed over his number plate,
Please arrange the next battle for me. I need money.
Qin Fen’s voice wasn’t loud, but it still spread all over this hall due to its excellent echo.
You…you killed Finger Demon Butcher…you’ve earned a lot of money already.
The bearded man put three thousand dollars in front of Qin Fen,
All of this belongs to you.
Not enough, I need a lot of money.
Qin Fen threw the number plate on the table directly,
Please arrange the next battle for me.
Oh…okay.
The bearded man entered Qin Fen’s number into the computer again quickly.
The other competitors were surprised too. The person holding the number of misfortune actually won, and he managed to kill Finger Demon Butcher immediately.
The more unbelievable fact was, after the victory, number forty-four did not leave with the money to enjoy himself but instead chose to continue fighting.
Having two consecutive battles within a day was very rare in Gruesome Madness. After all, the martial artists were required to adjust their mental and physical strength to their peak for each battle. It was hard to attain several peaks every day.
Vincent raised his fat hand to touch his heart, which was under a thick layer of fat, unconsciously. He recalled the situation in the hotel not long ago with fear.
If…this man had been a little bit more violent at that time… Vincent swallowed his saliva to calm down his heart, which was about to jump out his mouth.
Basement Third Level. This was not a place to hold battles for spectators to watch. Instead, it was filled with rows of monitors. Many vigilant crew members were staring at the monitors.
There was a separated spacious office on this Basement Third Level.
The man who was sitting in this office with red wine on his hand was the owner of Gruesome Madness, Ma Kaqiao.
A rapid knock on the door interrupted his mood to savor red wine.
The crew member who entered the office saluted Ma Kaqiao like a soldier and reported,
General, Finger Demon Butcher had died.
Died?
Ma Kaqiao, who sat on the executive chair, touched his oily and shiny head. Without much facial expression, he asked,
Did he have bad luck? Did he get the foul playing Chen Feiyu or the vicious Bian Lice?
No, he got a new number forty-four.
Ma Kaqiao finally showed some interest. He sipped on the wine glass and asked,
Oh? The unlucky number? How is the injury on the number forty-four? He managed to kill Finger Demon Butcher. That is not bad.
The reporting crew looked worried. This General’s temper was not so good. If the answer given was different from what he guessed every time, the reporting crew might not have a good end.
After a slight hesitation, under the sharp eyes of Ma Kaqiao, the reporting crew member said,
He was not injured. He seized the heart of Finger Demon Butcher with a single attack and Finger Demon Butcher did not even realize that his heart was gone.
What?
The red wine inside Ma Kaqiao’s wine glass rippled slightly,
Finger Demon Butcher died in a single attack? And he died to the battle skill that he was an expert at? Interesting, let me have a look.
Ma Kaqiao walked out of his office with his head lowered. As he came to the monitor, he saw the matching table which: Forty-four vs. No-mercy Chen Feiyu.
Ma Kaqiao turned to the crew member beside him with a little more surprise on his face,
Two battle in a day?
Report, General, according to him, he needs money.
Ma Kaqiao nodded happily as he heard the word general. In the Golden Triangle, only a hooligan would be called ‘boss’ or ‘chief’. Those with real status were called general.
Although Ma Kaqiao’s power was not up to the standard of general, he could still enjoy this honor here.
Lack of money?
Ma Kaqiao was sitting on the chair carried by the others and smoking a big cigar from Cuba,
Although he killed Finger Demon Butcher, this forty-four is still an unlucky number plate. It is tough enough to fight for two battles consecutively. Worse still he met the No-mercy Chen Feiyu. Chen Feiyu was the real battle king at this level, he’s stronger than Bian Lice.
Everyone agreed and keep nodding. Before joining Gruesome Madness, Chen Feiyu had stayed in other similar bloody and crazy places. All martial artists that had fought with him died. No one escaped alive, not even with serious injuries.
Although Chen Feiyu was not as cruel and abusive as Finger Demon Butcher, he was more efficient than the latter. He was also the only one among all fighters in Basement Two with the record of no opponent leaving the arena alive.
Fighting with such a peak five-star level person…even if it was one-on-one in the first fight, no one expected the number forty-four to win. Not to mention by now, this was his second battle. His mental status was not guaranteed to be at its peak.
Chen Feiyu showed a rare serious dignified looked on his face when he saw Qin Fen as his opponent. He stood up and moved his body slightly, adjusting the various functions of his body.
He was different from Finger Demon Butcher. He did serious preparation for each battle. Although his opponent just had a battle, he would not underestimate him.
As the previous Five-star Tyrant of the Ultimate Battlefield and the current Five-star Top One of Gruesome Madness, possessing only strength was not enough. He must not lack caution.
Qin Fen went back to his seat and continued to hug Lin Ling quietly, whispering with her like a sweet couple. It was as if he was not aware of the life-or-death battle later.
Many people saw that he could not leave his woman even under these circumstances. The shock of watching his ruthless killing was reduced.
What outstanding achievement will a man who only knows to have sweet talks with a woman all the time, a man who does not know how to set his priority to have? Almost all spectators thought this way.
Of course, a small number of people were also doubtful, thinking that number forty-four was behaving like this to pretend to be relaxed.
After some time, it was Qin Fen’s turn again.
The spectators who were noisy just now became quiet at this moment. People were quite curious, wondering if this young man with the unlucky number plate would create another miracle, that was, to beat the top one in Basement Two.
As usual, No-mercy Chen Feiyu jumped onto the arena by using Divine Ape Climb. He then put his hands on his back and looked over at Qin Fen, who used the dragon style to step onto the arena.
Qin Fen had gradually fallen in love with Dragon Fist some time ago, when he was practicing with the seasoned soldiers.
Dragon is king.
Its shape was generous and bright. Its power was firm, fierce and unparalleled.
Many seasoned soldiers practiced Dragon Fist, but their styles were all different from each other.
Some practiced Azure Dragon Fist, some practiced Coiling Dragon Fist, and there were also Black Dragon Fist, Fire Dragon Fist, Honor Dragon Fist, and Golden Dragon Fist.
Although he could not consult with the seasoned soldiers officially, Qin Fen had a superb sense of martial arts. He could feel the key parts of his opponent’s skill through collision and vibration during battles. The more they collided, the fewer secrets there were about the opponent’s fist art.
Although Qin Fen had not systematically combined all these tactics that he learned to create his own Dragon Fist, his foundation of Dragon Fist was very authentic. By simply looking at his moves, people would easily think that he was specialized in Dragon Fist.
Chen Feiyu’s expression became extraordinarily cautious when he looked at the way Qin Fen walked. He felt that although Qin Fen’s dragon style was authentic, it also seemed like a mixture. Not that his dragon style was impure but it seemed like a mix of different dragon styles together, something like a hodgepodge.
A gong was knocked.
Chen Feiyu began with a small commencing posture and stared at Qin Fen carefully. He did not choose to initiate the attack because he somehow could not see through Qin Fen.
He realized that watching this number forty-four from the side was a totally different feeling compared with confronting him face-to-face.
Now, Chen Feiyu suddenly felt like he was looking up to the mountain.
This feeling was indeed ridiculous. He was twenty-seven years old now. Although his strength could not be enhanced due to some reasons, he had gone through numerous battles. He dared to say that he had no opponent in the five-star level.
However, today, the second he faced Qin Fen, he suddenly felt that he could not win.
As time passed, spectators turned from holding breath and observing carefully in the beginning, to slowly losing their patience.
Even Chen Feiyu who was always decisive and confident in the arena became a coward today.
Hey! Can’t you fight?
Chen Feiyu, move! Kill this number forty-four newbie.
Forty-four, aren’t you very ferocious? Kill Chen Feiyu!
The spectators started to scream and make a fuss. Chen Feiyu’s forehead began to sweat.
A few seconds later, he put away his posture and sighed as he looked up to the sky. If he had attacked as soon as he got up to the arena, he would have had a little bit more courage.
But as the confrontation prolonged, he realized that he had lost the courage to attack. If he forced himself to fight now, he would only die like Finger Demon Butcher.
With his eyes full of unwillingness, Chen Feiyu sighed,
You win…
Won?
Won just like this?
Quite a number of spectators were dumbstruck. In the first battle, at least the number forty-four attacked once.
In this second battle, number forty-four simply won without fighting?
Chen Feiyu stepped down with a dim face to pack his belongings. He knew that he could no longer stay at this place. Just like at Ultimate Battlefield, once you lose, you would only receive ridicule if you continued to stay. Your state of mind would also receive heavy blows that could easily lead to death in the subsequent battles.
He also knew that he must leave here as soon as possible. When he was the tyrant here, the forces of Gruesome Madness would protect him. But once he lost… these forces would no longer protect him. Thus, a lot of potential danger would appear.
After packing up his clothes, he looked back at Qin Fenwho was collecting money with envy.
Many people noticed his look. Almost everyone thought that he was envious of Qin Fen for gaining the status that Chen Feiyu spent so long to build with merely two battles, but no one knew that he was actually envying Qin Fen’s potential in the future.
