Chapter 634: Chapter 173 Revenge is Served, Life and Death are Impermanent (6K words for monthly ticket)
Yu Mingluan’s lips were white, his eyes deeply sunken—he was evidently in terrible health, and still, he was trying to restrain Zhuge Weiwo, whose strength possibly even surpassed his. He was truly at the end of his rope.
Hearing Xu Shu’s words, he gasped, “Don’t be foolish, just run for your life.”
Xu Shu insisted, “Bishop, trust me this once. I can hold him back.”
“Are you joking?” Yu Mingluan’s fingers trembled.
Xu Shu replied, “Who would be joking at a time like this? Let him come, I can hold him off while you take the chance to finish him!”
“This…” Yu Mingluan was hesitant to believe.
Zhuge Weiwo had almost cornered Xu Shu with just a few moves, and it was Yu who had stopped him.
But from Xu Shu’s face, Yu saw an ample confidence, the source of which he did not understand.
Yet Xu Shu’s gaze was fiery and sincere, burning intensely, almost scorching him.
Yu Mingluan’s heart wavered slightly.
Perhaps, could he really do it?
After hesitating for a moment, Yu Mingluan asked, “If I pull back my spirit now, I’ll need three hours to regain enough strength to kill him. Can you hold on that long?”
Three hours?
Xu Shu smiled.
“I can hold on!”
Xu Shu was very confident.
If it were merely a matter of personal strength, resisting Zhuge Weiwo wouldn’t work, not even for a minute.
But the hourglass Xu Shu pulled out was no ordinary one; it was the “Impermanence Hourglass.”
Golden!
An epic-tier Impermanence Hourglass!
[Impermanence Hourglass (Epic)]: This hourglass represents a day. When activated, you will find yourself having spent a dull day, achieving nothing, and wasting time—essentially life itself. When the hourglass is used, you may select a target to force them to spend this dull day with you, achieving nothing.
In other words, each time he spent a day, he would find himself having spent another day.
This was Xu Shu’s confidence!
I can at least hold him off for twelve hours!
“Then I’ll begin,” Yu Mingluan readied the black leather Bible in his hand.
On it was a rounded blood-red symbol covering the cross, its vibrant blood seemingly alive and continuously flowing.
This was why Yu Mingluan could restrain Zhuge Weiwo, causing him only daring to flee, not daring to stop.
Once caught by that invisible flame, it would mean blood staining the heart, burning the spirit, forcing Zhuge Weiwo to compare whose life was tougher and who could burn longer.
Yu Mingluan, trembling, began to apply it.
Xu Shu suddenly extended two fingers and forcefully interjected, “Wait a minute.”
After saying this, he stood up under Yu Mingluan’s watchful eyes, strode toward the other corner where the remaining eleven members of the Heroic Society were.
First to eliminate these hazards!
“Brothers, this is risky, but let’s take him down together!”
The thin man was quick on his feet, sensing Xu Shu’s malicious intent, he cried out to gather collective strength for a chance to fight for their lives.
The other heroes agreed, this kid was indeed intimidating. But between the eleven of them—four Second Rank and seven First Rank—they were not weak.
All united, covering for each other, it was still unknown whose fate would prevail in a real fight.
Just then, they were slightly taken aback.
Because Xu Shu did not make a move.
He very politely bent over, removed a uniquely shaped hat from his head, and started sobbing like an old gentleman mourning in a cemetery:
“Wuu wuu wuu, wuu wuu wuu!”
Xu Shu wept profusely, his crying extremely sorrowful.
Everyone was stunned.
Had the kid gone mad?
What was he trying to do?
The thin man intended to ask, but before he could finish his sentence, he heard someone beside him burst into hearty laughter, “Haha, hahaha!”
What’s happening? The thin man was shocked, only to find everyone else laughing wildly.
“Hey, hey, hey, haha.”
“Hahahaha!”
They laughed, clutching their bellies, doubling over, gasping and unable to stop.
This was bad, very bad!
The thin man’s eyelids twitched.
As a “Sentinel”, his instincts were at their peak in this moment, feeling his mind and vision clearer than ever.
He immediately realized, there was something seriously wrong with the hat in Xu Shu’s hand.
Stop laughing!
This could end badly!
No laughing, no laughing!
Stop right now, hahaha!
The thin man wept from laughter, his face a mask of horror.
Although he understood the danger, he was still controlled, needing at least three breaths to break free.
This was—[Joker Crown (Fine)]! (Note 1)
Xu Shu stopped crying, flicked his fingers, and shot out a purple spell.
[Joy Turns to Sorrow (Excellent)]!
A special spell accessory, instant cast, that could unleash a powerful attack on anyone laughing loudly before him—the louder the laugh, the stronger the spell’s power.
At that moment, after ten bouts of laughter from the Heroic Society, more than half fell dead from exhaustion.
The other half faced Xu Shu as he burst into their midst like a tiger descending the mountain.
He twisted his waist, swaying left and right, employing the final technique of the First-tier Warrior Seal: Iron Mountain Lean.
Or rather, “Gonggong Touching Mountain.”
Xu Shu adored this Iron Mountain Lean move, wielding it with ease.
He charged like a basketball player in dungarees, fervidly moving across the court, ramming into his opponents.
Bang! Bang! Bang!