1065: Chapter 151 Episode 1 1065: Chapter 151 Episode 1 This ti, the Deathmatch Arena had nothing fancy.
Amidst the sky-high cheers and jeers, both parties entered an arena…one that gave Lu Ping’an a sense of familiarity.
“…Really have a taste for the macabre.”
“You an…..” Lu Ping’an pointed up, and burst out laughing.
“Who else…
But here, indeed, is a place to settle karma.”
Yet Lu Ping’an’s “silence” was taken by his opponent as weakness and insecurity.
“Mortal, if you are willing to disclose my Lord’s past ordeal, and hand over everything related to it, we might spare your life…”
On the other side of the “cage,” Lion-face Man sneered.
And Lu Ping’an didn’t even bother to respond, simply flipping the middle finger as a statent.
But you have to say, his pondering expression upon entering the arena and his eerie silence led many indecisive mbers of the audience to ultimately side with his opponent.
After all, just by his condition and appearance, Lu Ping’an was probably not just in bad shape…..
it was the sort where he could directly go to the hospital for treatnt.
The most unsettling for those who bet on him was that he was now wrapped in a red cloth, which could pass for being completely out of equipnt.
The sudden Holy Fire had directly destroyed most of his ordinary clothes…..
but that’s not the main issue.
“Without that suit of precious armor to protect you, your fragile body is nothing.”
“Heh.”
Facing the probing mockery, Lu Ping’an “laughed” in response.
And that, too, was the source of unease, as Lu Ping’an’s seemingly invulnerable performance largely stemd from that outrageously conspicuous golden armor.
But now, that armor had been lted into a lump by the Holy Fire, making it not just unwearable, but like a prison binding to the body and steaming it.
Without that excessive armor, did Lu Ping’an lose that excessive protection?
At least, it would significantly weaken his defense, wouldn’t it?
At this mont, most of his equipnt was under maintenance, indeed leaving him in a slightly weaker state…..
in the eyes of outsiders.
“Co, try .”
The youth wrapped in rags, for the first ti acted like a true martial monk.
One hand open, one hand clenched into a fist, he demonstrated the qualities expected of a warrior.
“Stubborn, foolish….”
And his opponent, the lion-headed one, was still muttering to himself.
“Boom!”
But the next mont, battle comnced without declaration.
Bizarre powers tore through the earth, and ghosts sprang fiercely from the ground, beginning to coil around Lu Ping’an.
“Scram.”
And the youth didn’t even look up.
A fleeting golden fire ring flashed, and those “man-made ghosts” were evaporated instantly.
Weakened?
Out of equipnt?
Ha.
The youth didn’t even glance at his opponent, he simply took a deep breath, and then…..
“Ha!”
A fierce shout brought terrifying sound waves.
Such a sudden attack could probably tear open the eardrums of fragile mortals, but what significance does it hold in a battle of this caliber?
“You…..
you’ve realized?!”
And Dimon suddenly displayed a fearful expression, instinctively retreating quickly.
At this mont, the emcee, with a bit of manipulation, enlarged the screen, also revealing what had just happened.
Between the two, at the instant Lu Ping’an roared, sothing fell from the sky…
“Mosquitoes?
No, look closely after zooming in, doesn’t this thing look a bit like soone…..”
They were winged insects with lion-like faces, now each stunned and falling to the ground, varying in size, but the smallest could only be clearly seen with a magnifying glass.
“Snap!”
Lu Ping’an simply snapped his fingers, and accompanying the spreading mist, those insects on the ground instantly turned to ashes.
He didn’t even bother to explain to the other side.
“You…..
You must have specially collected this intelligence, could it be from my Lord…”
“Ha, such a simple trick, anyone with eyes and not blind can see it, do you even need to specially collect intelligence?”
Lu Ping’an asked incredulously, tilting his head.
And on the ship, a “blind yet sighted” girl was glaring at him fiercely.
Actually, to put it bluntly, this Dimon’s “Undying-nature” is truly worthless.
The most common pursuit of the Life system isn’t to beco a Healer, but to achieve immortality as a Beast Tar, and as a follower of “the Greatest Beast Tar (Big Cat)”, Lu Ping’an naturally chose the Beast Taming Path.
There were many possibilities for achieving immortality through this path, and this person in front of him…
“That’s it?
What else you got?
Bring it out and let’s have a look.”
Lu Ping’an yawned, feeling a bit tired and wanting to take a rest.
Dimon, with a face ashen, stared at the ash before him.
His forr “compound eye” view had suddenly lost many perspectives.
In reality, the creation of his Undying-nature was extrely crude and simplistic; those “flying insects” were simply parts of his body that had differentiated, or to put it bluntly, another controlled “flying corpse”.
“…Sizzle, I really didn’t expect…
that my secret, known to no one, would be seen through by You at a glance…”
Lion-face unexpectedly split apart, like a monster from a horror movie disintegrating into pieces, exposing the insect face and venomous mouthparts within.
This bizarre spectacle caused a stir among the surrounding crowd, but in front of Lu Ping’an, it seed uninteresting.
A regular Decree-level Beast Tar returned to life?
How was that possible?
The answer was he hadn’t died to begin with.
When his body suffered a fatal injury, his main consciousness simply swapped with one of his nearby clones.
As a “fly”, he could easily make his escape.
Afterward, he’d just need to return to the area with his spare body and perform another consciousness exchange.
That said, a trick exposed was worthless, but until exposed…
“Dimon the Undying” instinctively moved back rapidly, fearing death for the first ti…
and that eerie fla.
His clones hosted parts of his consciousness, which could even shift through space over short distances, aning losing so and retrieving his consciousness to recreate “insect” clones cost him near nothing.
But now, any fly that touched that baffling Golden Fire Ring died cleanly, with no trace of its soul remaining.
“Don’t co any closer!”
As Lu Ping’an stepped forward, that disgraceful thing actually let out a scream.
Clearly, after Lu Ping’an had cleared the surrounding clones, this death might well be his actual end…
and “the Great Undying Dimon”, it seed, was still not prepared.
“I…
Rotten Bee Swarm!”
In a frenzy, he waved his arms, bringing up two gusts of foul-slling black wind.
“Ugh, I should really be blind…”
But with just a glance, Lu Ping’an felt nauseated.
Within the pulsating black storm were countless “flying insects”, freshly spawned from his body.
Was this an attack?
Perhaps it was a way to release small insects, leaving backup for himself…
“Soul Attached Sunflower.”
Lu Ping’an, however, was not going to indulge him!
The Sunflower’s presence was accompanied by a sweeping Golden Fire Ring.
The black storm’s mosquitoes and flies?
They were purified instantly.
“That’s it?”
Lu Ping’an tilted his head, still sowhat expectant.
Although the move was sowhat disgusting, using his own body to control the mosquitoes and flies was considered a “Fighting” trait that utilized his own flesh and thus, it wasn’t bad in power…
at least, the idea was creative.
Splitting his own flesh to create clones and using them as “support machines”.
Lu Ping’an was sowhat expectant; after all, the man before him was a high-level Beast Tar.
There should have been many tricks he could pull off, maybe even sothing Lu Ping’an could learn from…
“That’s it…”
The sa words, this ti full of disappointnt.
For what Lu Ping’an had been hoping to see did not happen.
The man before him, so full of big talk, could only continue retreating desperately and yelling hysterically.
Clearly, having just experienced “death”, and now facing true death, even he, who was accustod to spectacles, began to feel fear.
“Sixth-tier?”
“A Sixth-tier Beast Tar, and this is the Secret Realm for Fighters; he must be severely suppressed here, his Magic Pets are useless, and his core abilities can’t be activated.”
“Then he dared to provoke ?”
“As long as it’s not unveiled, he’s truly Undying; what wouldn’t he dare…
Your eyes are too much of a cheat.”
Hence, after his magic was uncovered, the Magician t his own end.
Fire was too obviously effective against the flies, and Dimon evidently had not prepared any other tactics.
Lu Ping’an rely hung up his lion head, watching it turn into an insect head…
this thing didn’t even deserve to beco one of his totemic spoils of war.
This matchup had been Lu Ping’an’s most boring and perhaps even disappointing one…
“That’s it?”
In truth, his lack of “so boringly expectant” was about to beco a reality.
Because his opponent for the seventh match had forfeited, and waiting for Lu Ping’an was the eighth match…
Qian Xiaomu’s eighth match.
“Heh, a good opportunity to take a proper rest, I should think…”
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