Huang Teamâs base.
âWe got a bite!â
Feeling the tremor in his fishing rod, Zhong Yi excitedly pulled it up.
A grilled fish appeared in his backpack.
Before him was a trough made of a few wool blocks; pouring a bucket of water into it turned it into a pond.
Fishing with a rod next to a water block had a chance to yield random items.
The grilled fish had no special effects and would be useless for Bai Mu, so Zhong Yi popped it into his mouth.
Unexpectedly, a delightful aroma filled his mouth.
âDelicious, truly delicious!â
Zhong Yi praised with satisfaction.
The barrage of comments immediately found it amusing.
ă?ă
ăWhile the big shot is fighting fiercely on Central Island, youâre here eating grilled fish?ă
ăDidnât they say you couldn't fish even if you jumped in?ă
ăSo delicious!ă
... ...
Zhong Yiâs old face flushed: âW-what do you mean fishing? Iâm fishing for an enchanted bow for Brother Bai...â
After Bai Mu left, Zhong Yi began to build protective measures for the bed.
Explosion-proof glass and wooden planks piled up nearby, forming an invincibly strong defensive setup.
Then he vigilantly watched the nearby teams to prevent surprise attacks.
However, everyone seemed to be very honorable, and no one tried to steal the bed.
The longer he waited, the more bored he became, so he simply sat down and fished.
ăâBai Muâ has killed âNine Swords Daoistâ!ă
Looking at the notification that popped up for who knows how many times, Zhong Yi smiled.
âTsk tsk, so Elder Li is that weak? He keeps getting instantly killed by Brother Bai...â
Mid-sentence, he suddenly noticed something approaching in his vision.
Looking up, it was the Red Team.
The barrage of comments immediately grew anxious.
ăThe Red Team is from Limitless Sword Sect, Elder Li must be furious from being killed!ă
ăQuickly go call Big Shot Bai!ă
ăSenior Brother Zhong, run! You are no match for him!ă
... ...
Looking at the urgent comments, Zhong Yi sternly refused.
âBrother Bai is currently contending for Spirit Stones on Central Island; this is a critical moment, how can I let him be Divided Soul?â
âOne-on-one, I have the home advantage, why should I run?â
âThe Red Teamâs goal is to destroy the bed; I just need to stall him and prevent him from destroying the bed.â
âIf I canât even do this much, what difference is there between me and a good-for-nothing!?â
Zhong Yi took a deep breath, bought a set of iron armor and an iron sword from the shop, and came to the bed.
He could accept his temporary weakness, but he would never abandon his heart of a strong person.
Zhong Yi swung the iron sword in his hand repeatedly, warming up while mentally simulating various combat strategies.
Before long, the Red Teamâs bridge had reached above the Huang Teamâs base.
The familiar Gu Lingfei looked down at Zhong Yi from the air with a smile:
âBrother Zhong, you should run. Master only told me to destroy the bed, not to kill people.â
âIf you want to destroy the bed, step over my corpse first!â
Zhong Yi drew his iron sword and pointed it directly at Gu Lingfei, his eyes filled with Battle Intent.
âActually... I, too, am quite capable of fighting!â
... ...
ăâSword Sword Swordâ destroyed the Huang Teamâs bed!ă
ăâSword Sword Swordâ has killed âGenius Cultivatorâ!ă
... ...
Zhong Yi transformed into a spirit body, watching from Bai Muâs perspective.
The bed had been destroyed, and he could no longer revive.
âBrother Bai, Zhong is truly ashamed of himself...â
Zhong Yi clenched his fists, frustrated with his own inadequacy.
âItâs fine.â
Bai Mu said, completely unfazed.
âSince youâre dead, just watch carefully... Remember, donât speak.â
Zhong Yi watched from Bai Muâs perspective.
At this moment, Bai Mu was just being blocked by Li Mozhan and Zhou Yue...
... ...
... ...
Lu Ze looked at the two familiar faces, one in black and one in white, before him.
This time, he did not run, but stopped in place.
The Spirit Stone resources had already been cleared out.
Eighty percent of the Spirit Stones were in his backpack.
Without the concern of Spirit Stones, Lu Ze decided to seriously accumulate some Demonic Path value.
âJunior Sister Li, you step back first, Iâll go first!â
Zhou Yueâs eyes burned with eagerness.
The Huang Teamâs bed had been destroyed, which meant that only one person on the entire field had the chance to kill Bai Mu.
Li Mozhanâs strength was not inferior to his own, and Zhou Yue was afraid that Li Mozhan would directly kill Bai Mu, leaving him no chance to even engage in combat.
â...Alright.â
Li Mozhan paused slightly, sheathing her sword and taking a step back.
She had a good understanding of Lu Zeâs skill level.
It was impossible for him to lose to Zhou Yue.
âHeh heh heh... Bai Mu!â
Zhou Yue pulled out his iron sword, his Battle Intent erupting.
âCome! Letâs fight!â
At this moment, they were on a wool bridge built in the air.
This was an aerial path that various groups had built while chasing Bai Mu earlier, connecting as they went.
As the ancient saying goes, in a narrow pass, the brave one wins.
When fighting in †NĐŸvĐ”â ight †(Read more on our source) the air, the main concern was not the damage from the sword, but being knocked off and falling to death from the knockback effect.
Zhou Yue tensed his nerves, watching Bai Muâs every move.
Suddenly, Bai Mu moved!
âHmph, not running anymore, are you? Come on!â
Zhou Yue shouted, charging towards Bai Mu as well, leaping into the air!
Just as he swung his sword,
Bai Mu seemed to have anticipated it, twisting his body to the side.
His figure, like a ghost, grazed past the swordâs edge, avoiding the attack.
âNot good!â
Zhou Yue inwardly cursed.
In his mind, countless scenarios of the opponent drawing their sword appeared, and countless counter-strategies were generated.
How to avoid attacks, how to negate knockback, how to save himself if he was knocked away...
However, he never expected that,
Lu Ze would suddenly pull a pair of scissors from his crotch.
âScissors?â
Zhou Yue was stunned.
In that instant, he had considered countless offensive scenarios.
But he never, ever thought that the opponent would pull out a pair of scissors.
Scissors did not deal much damage to people, and their knockback was very weak.
Their only use was to shear wool.
Wait a minute...
Zhou Yue suddenly thought of a very despicable offensive method.
He looked at Bai Mu in horror, only to see a cunning smile hanging on the opponentâs lips.
The next moment,
The hand moved, and the scissors fell.
The wool beneath Zhou Yueâs feet instantly disappeared.
âFight me fair and square, you bastard!!!â