“Drink—Furious Dragon Locks the Gate!” Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao was shocked by Jue Ge's words. Reason once again occupied the high ground of his thoughts, and the previous impulse vanished. Replacing it was calm, rapid reaction.

He halted abruptly, switching from offense to defense, manipulating the Ni Lin to encircle him. At the same time, he mustered his strength and shouted, releasing Zhen Yuan in all directions… partly to probe for enemies, and partly to disperse the billowing dust.

“Damn guy… I almost fell for his trick…” Kuang Long pondered as he acted. “This kid's foundation and skills are unpredictable, but it's clear… he's not fighting me in his best condition… he's constantly provoking me, just to lure me into a quick battle…” As he thought, his eyes darted around, searching for Jue Ge's figure in the surrounding light and shadows. “To fight him head-on in this chaotic situation is exactly what he wants…” With this in mind, Kuang Long had a new strategy. “Hmph… actually, he's the one who should be anxious. I don't need to engage him in close combat at all… I just need to choose a place with a clear view, defend steadily, and wear him down… When his stamina is almost exhausted, he'll become impatient. Then I'll anger him and lure him to his death!”

With the plan settled, the dust also cleared.

Kuang Long's laughter rose again. “Hahahaha… Feng Bujue, I really have to thank you for the reminder!”

However, his laughter soon came to an abrupt halt.

“Hmm?” Kuang Long looked around, then at the sky, and was shocked to find… that he was the only one left on the martial arts stage. “Where did he go?”

At that moment, below the arena, several people with extremely high cultivation levels had subtle changes in their expressions. Among them… was Feng Zhihen.

“The outcome is decided,” Uncle Feng closed his eyes and muttered in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, a shocking change occurred on the arena!

*Pfft—*

A kitchen knife cleanly pierced Kuang Long's heart. Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao, the leader of the Sinful Pit with extraordinary cultivation, was stabbed in the back like an ordinary mortal, his defenses easily broken.

Feng Bujue used [Swift as the Wind], [Moving Like Thunder], and [Blade of Guaranteed Defense Break] to make the impossible possible.

“How… is this possible…” Kuang Long stood frozen, blood spilling from his mouth.

“I told you… you're very smart,” Feng Bujue's voice rang out from behind Kuang Long. “Against ordinary people, one scheme is enough; against those who think they're smart, you need a double trap; but against a truly intelligent person like you… you need to lay down at least three layers of calculation…”

As he spoke, Jue Ge pushed the kitchen knife forward a little more, further crushing Kuang Long's heart. “Delay, provoke, remind… all sorts of fickle strategies… all for this one strike.”

“You…” Kuang Long could barely speak. His shock and anger… had exceeded the scope of language.

“Quick battle? Or a drawn-out fight? This question that you overturned and picked up several times… is not important in itself,” Feng Bujue continued. “What's important… is that you thought about this unimportant question again.” He smiled wickedly. “Heh… during your third change of mind, you chose to ‘wait.’ You were waiting for the dust to settle, waiting for me to appear, waiting for me to attack… because after the exchange just now, you believed you had a certain understanding of my skills, and you thought it was impossible for me to do what I just did. And that… is the biggest mistake you made in this battle, and the only mistake.”

“Cough…”

By this point, Kuang Long had already fallen to the ground. This evil leader now only had one breath left.

“Hmm…” At this moment, Feng Bujue pulled back the kitchen knife, looked at the other party, and showed a sympathetic look. “Ah… you and I can be considered to have fought a battle. Since you're about to die, I suppose I should say a few nice words to comfort you.”

He paused for half a second, then changed the subject: “Let me make it short… two things… first, I'm going to dig out your eyeballs and eat them. Second, even if you die, you won't see your sister! Hahahaha…”

As he said this, Feng Bujue's expression changed from sadness to joy, until he laughed wildly.

Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao was killed by these words, dying with his eyes wide open.

“Martial arts demonstration ends.” The moment Kuang Long breathed his last, the beast's roar from the reporting statue sounded again. “Winner, Feng Bujue. Loser, Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao.”

Feng Bujue kept his word. As soon as the statue spoke, he had already put away the kitchen knife and switched to [Bell's Everyday Knife], starting to dig out his opponent's eyeballs…

Seeing this scene, the righteous people around the arena either looked away, were surprised, glared angrily, or shook their heads and sighed… Even some villains known for their cruelty, as well as those who were neither good nor evil, showed solemn or disgusted expressions.

“Holy crap… is it necessary to go that far…” Qi Sha looked at Jue Ge on the stage with a complicated expression and muttered in a low voice.

“Jue Ge must have his reasons for doing this…” Xiao Tan, who was standing next to him, immediately replied, “…but what exactly those reasons are… I'm afraid ordinary people like us can't fathom.”

“If you want to talk about reasons…” Qi Sha turned his head and squinted at Xiao Tan, “I personally think there are three possibilities…”

“Oh? What three?” Xiao Tan asked curiously.

“First, he has a necrophilia; second, he has a cannibalistic fetish…” Qi Sha replied very seriously, “Third, he wants to use this method to deter the heroes below… to pave the way for himself to use some kind of insidious trick in the next battle.”

“Hmm…” Xiao Tan heard this and felt that Qi Sha's analysis was really reliable, so he thoughtfully replied, “I guess… the third possibility is slightly higher.”

“Hey, hey… the first two assumptions are obviously jokes, okay…” Qi Sha looked at Xiao Tan's serious expression and broke out in a cold sweat. “Could it be that your crazy captain has really shown some kind of necrophiliac tendency?”

“Uh…” Before answering this question, Xiao Tan paused for a few seconds. During these few seconds, countless images flashed before his eyes – Jue Ge violently searching corpses, Jue Ge whipping corpses, Jue Ge taking equipment from the bodies, Jue Ge using corpses to supplement protein, and so on…

“Now that you mention it…” After a few seconds, Xiao Tan muttered, “I seem to have discovered something…”

While the two were talking, Feng Bujue had already dug out Kuang Long's eyeballs.

After taking the eyeballs, Jue Ge almost instinctively grabbed the tendons behind the eyeballs, like lifting cherries, and raised the pair of eyes above his head… Then, he tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and put the pair of eyeballs into his mouth.

“Gulp…” Hua Jian almost vomited at the sight. “Disgusting…” Her evaluation was very pertinent. Most of the people below the stage thought so.

But Ruo Yu actually showed a cold smile at this moment. “Heh… that's certainly like his style.”

At the same time, Feng Bujue on the martial arts stage had already begun to chew on the two eyeballs. Because the knife had the special effect of "you can eat it after cutting off the head," he was not worried about getting sick. He chewed while showing a "carefully tasting" expression. Watching the juice and blood spew from his mouth… the audience felt as if hundreds of claws were scratching their hearts, and their whole bodies were crawling with ants…

In fact, Jue Ge's purpose was quite obvious…

First of all, as Qi Sha guessed, he wanted to take the opportunity to deter the other contestants and gain a certain advantage for his next battle. Although most of the powerhouses present had extraordinary minds, after watching such a perverted act, their hearts would be affected to some extent. Even if this effect was minimal, Feng Bujue was happy to impose it…

Secondly, Feng Bujue took advantage of the few seconds he squatted down to take the eyeballs to quietly search Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao's body. After all, the other party was also a powerful NPC. Jue Ge estimated that… Kuang Long's weapons, armor, and the divine artifact [Keen Sense Tassel] should all be equipment above the "Perfect" level. If he could get them, he would make a fortune.

Unfortunately, the result of his searching the corpse was… nothing. Obviously, the system would not allow players to get rich by "collecting corpses" in this martial arts tournament.

In addition, Jue Ge's actions had a third purpose, and that was… he really wanted to eat something other than survival value recovery agents to restore health.

As everyone knows, Kuang Long loved to eat human eyeballs during his lifetime, which gave Jue Ge inspiration, so he did this very ironic thing…

…………

“Next match…”

After Feng Bujue walked off the martial arts stage, Kuang Long Yisheng Xiao's remains were still lying on the field, and no one cared about them.

The reporting statue naturally didn't care about him either, but continued to announce: “Yao Ni Tian, against… Si Yu Ruo Li.”

As soon as these words came out, the situation above the martial arts stage suddenly changed.

The already heavy thunderclouds suddenly made continuous rumbling sounds, like a low-pitched wail.

Before long, colorful evil spirits and strange shadows flew down from the sky.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they rushed towards Kuang Long's corpse like a group of hungry locusts…

Then, there was a bloody storm, with flesh and bones flying everywhere…

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirits had devoured Kuang Long's corpse and flew back into the air, circling around…

The next second, below the martial arts stage… a figure floated up.

“Five Turbid Evil Worlds, Six Sins Extinguished, Demonic Wave Cursed Sea, Engulfing Bodhi.”

The poem was chanted, and the evil shadow appeared.

A monk with red lips, white face, and closed eyes flew onto the stage.

He had white long hair, feminine features, and an aura that was both demonic and Buddha-like…

He was said to be a monk because he was wearing a golden-red Annihilation Robe, holding a string of prayer beads in his right hand and a demonic scepter in his left hand. If he didn't have these religious items, he would basically be a relatively beautiful humanoid monster…

“Don't be careless.” When Yao Ni Tian appeared on the stage, Feng Zhihen spoke again. These words were undoubtedly spoken to Si Yu.

“Thank you for your concern, Senior.” Ruo Yu responded when she heard the words, then stepped forward, fluttered up, and stepped onto the arena.

Before her figure arrived, the poem had already been chanted—

[Falling flowers like snow dye solitary shadows, dense rain patters indifferently, obscuring the moon's light. If the heart is frozen, sigh at the estrangement, leaning on a sword, drinking alone, ask not of love.]