Soul Trigger

Chapter 86 Beheading
Obviously, An Zhongxun's own spiritual ability is not strong, but he has spiritual circuits throughout his body.

"Despair? Fear? Do you feel your soul trigger trembling? Why... has your spirit become weak?!"

He instantly appeared in front of Ji Li, and the two exchanged moves again. Ji Li slid backwards again and slammed into the edge of the octagonal cage.

"Because now, this is my 'wrathful wrist' stage!!!"

The fist burning with green flames rapidly enlarged in Ji Li's eyes. He stopped fighting and spun around to avoid it, kicking An Zhongxun in the back of the head.

The latter did not dodge or evade, but laughed loudly as he took the attack. He then grabbed Ji Li's leg bone and slammed him to the ground.

Ji Li pushed forward with both hands, and the scrap steel plate deformed instantly with a hair-raising groan.

The needle behind the head finally had a chance to be thrown out in actual combat, and it unexpectedly hit An Zhongxun's face, forcing him to retreat.

A burst of exclamations came from the audience, Ji Li's wrist felt hot, and his cognitive index increased:

"it is as expected……"

With a flash of thought in his mind, he turned over and dodged the opponent's sweeping green punch -

"Boring tricks!"

An Zhongxun roared and rushed forward. His movements were wild and ferocious, but methodical. It was obvious that he had superb fighting skills and had already carefully integrated these skills with his own abilities.

However, Ji Li's spiritual essence was restricted, and he couldn't even summon the [Dark Ice Storm] due to the restrictions of the rules, so he had to fight and retreat in the faceless bone state.

The two of them fought with each other for dozens of times in less than a few breaths. The green flame kept licking Ji Li's arms, and disappeared along the point of collision between the two.

Amid An Zhongxun's wild laughter, Ji Li retreated step by step, feeling that his evil spirit body seemed to be further eroded -

It's the green fire!

"It seems that you have realized... No matter how strong you are, as long as you come here, you must abide by the rules..." An Zhongxun showed his cold teeth:
"Either you will be burned dry by my flames and die, or... you will be torn into pieces by me!!!"

As cracks continued to appear on his bone claws, he saw an unavoidable punch from the opponent, and the needle behind his head suddenly split into six pieces and stuck into the ground, pushing his body backwards.

At the same time, two needles behind the head swung left and right and swept across An Zhongxun's face, finally twisting into a force that fiercely pulled An Zhongxun, who was caught off guard, back away:
"Let's see how long you can hold out... Rule 3: The number of people on both sides must be equal!!!"

Four black shadows fell from the sky, landing on both sides of Ji Li and An Zhongxun. Ji Li grinned:
"...Boy, you have so many tricks..."

Their numbers are originally equal, so what does this rule mean?
That means adding people on both sides.

But the shadows falling from An Zhongxun's side turned into two monsters with bared fangs and claws in the rising thick gray fog:

A huge monitor lizard and a pitch-black cheetah.

On Ji Li's side, there was a turtle the size of a washbasin and a staggering drunkard.

As the monitor lizard and the cheetah roared, the turtle was spun and sent flying. The drunkard was slapped and turned into gray mist, while An Zhongxun still maintained his ugly laughter and raised his hands high:
"This is fair!!!"

"Tear him apart for me!!!"

One man and two beasts rushed towards Ji Li at the same time. Relying on the flexible movement of the tail needle, Ji Li fought between the three at high speed, his brain working rapidly -

The mobilization of spiritual essence is limited, the Dark Ice Storm is directly banned, and the Ascension Protocol cannot be overclocked. However, the total amount of spiritual essence has not changed, only the operating efficiency has decreased...

In an instant, a black bone of a vengeful spirit burst out from the body, making a piercing scream.

The black panther that was flying towards him hummed and retreated, and its collision with the slow-moving monitor lizard caused a cloud of gray mist to rise.

Ji Li controlled the needle at the back of his tail to bounce high up and fall from the sky. Before An Zhongxun's next heavy punch hit him, the bone armor on his waist moved to reveal two knife handles -

The knife flashed and fell to the ground, and two heads shot up into the sky and turned into rising gray mist.

An Zhongxun's eyes instantly turned red:

"You...that's hers!!!"

He roared and rushed forward, the bright green spiritual circuits all over his body looked like magic patterns, and his palms had already turned into devil-like claws and slapped Ji Li fiercely:

"Give it back to me!!!"

The latter's knife flower danced wildly, and the moment he passed by, he injected ink ice -

[Dark Ice Storm] cannot be used, but if you squeeze the spiritual essence a little, the dark ice can be used.

Icy mist rose from the two swords, and cut frozen holes in An Zhongxun's body the moment they passed each other.

The latter let out an angry roar and punched the ground hard, spewing out an explosion of green fire.

Ji Li controlled the needles behind his head to bounce and avoid the flames. He spun around and fell from An Zhongxun's back like a spinning top. Blood spurted out and condensed into red ice in the air, which suddenly shattered.

With exclamations from all directions, Ji Li's cognitive index increased again:

"Even if you bring my IQ down to your level, you'll be the one seeking death."

"Fuck you!!! Die!!!"

The wound healed instantly, and An Zhongxun rushed up with green flames.

However, with the help of the needle behind his head, Ji Li's body twisted in the air to create all kinds of strange traces -

Move horizontally, spin, dive, and jump high.

Like a bird, like a spider, like a wolf, like a monkey.

The knives kept cutting into An Zhongxun's body, and icy blood kept gushing out:

"Your left punch is too light."

Ji Li in mid-air threw a punch.

"The right punch was too strong."

The knife flashed, and two streams of icy blood shot out.

"Loose steps."

"Responsive."

The knife flashed, blood splattered on his legs, and An Zhongxun suddenly fell to his knees.

"You're still competing with me at this level?"

"Dream on—"

He jumped high, and amid the cheers of the audience and the burning sensation in his left arm, the cold light of the two swords spiraled towards the back of An Zhongxun's neck.

In an instant, the magic pattern lit up - "Fuck - your mother!!!"

A huge green flame rose and burned like an explosion, forcing Ji Li's body back violently.

An Zhongxun roared and suddenly rose high, transforming into a deer-headed gorilla with a mane of burning green fire. His palms had completely transformed into broad giant claws, and both arms were burning with blazing green flames. He roared and slapped Ji Li with one palm:
"Evil Spirit Transformation, don't think you're the only one who can do it! Rule 4! Both parties' hovering time must be equal! Rule 5! Both parties' reality interference must be fair!"

In an instant, Ji Li fell down from the air, the icy mist on the two swords in his hands suddenly disappeared, and the sharp claws slapped down at him overwhelmingly -

"Die to me!!!"

puff--

The reddish-black blade wave shot up into the sky, and half of the giant arm sprayed with flying blood, flying into the air with sharp claws and green flames—

The spiritual circuit on Ji Li's arm flickered like breathing:
"Ectoplasmic circuit, don't think you're the only one who has it..."

Amid the clapping and cheering of the audience, the deer-headed man's face was filled with horror and extreme shame and anger.
"you?!"

Ji Li stood up, dancing the two swords in his hands, and black and red crescents shot out one after another, sweeping across An Zhongxun's huge body.

Bloodstains with black marks appeared densely on his body, and large amounts of blood spurted out like a waterfall.

Ji Li was bathed in blood, and the blade was dancing wildly. The crescents cast shadows under the spotlight. The light in the venue kept flickering, and more and more blood was flowing.

Finally, accompanied by a black and red knife light that swept across half the court, An Zhongxun spurted out a large mouthful of blood and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

"How... could it be..."

bass--

The sharp blade pressed against his neck and slashed open suddenly——

"This is impossible!!!"

With a roar like a last gasp, the sharp claws slapped Ji Li's blade away, and the one-armed demon threw him to the ground, while letting out a swan song:

"Rule 6! Both parties can only use fair physical force!!!"

In an instant, Ji Li was forced to transform into a human form, and An Zhongxun quickly turned into an ordinary strong man.

But the difference was that his arm was growing rapidly, his wounds were healing at a high speed, and at the same time he revealed a cold and sneer -

Since Ji Li's body was intact, according to the rules of fairness, An Zhongxun's body should also be intact.

"I am the master here...so...everything should be for me!!!"

He punched Ji Li so hard that he spit out a mouthful of blood, then raised his fist high with a crazy and cold smile on his face.

But Ji Li smiled, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"You're laughing at your mother's... cunt..."

An Zhongxun was stunned.

He saw that his palms had become extremely withered and shriveled, like the hands of an old man with dry tree bark.

"I……"

A tooth fell to the ground.

Then the second one, and the third one.

There was a burst of boos from the audience on all sides:
In Ji Li's eyes, An Zhongxun was bleeding from all seven orifices, his face was shriveled, and he had withered silver hair. He seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.

"...Do you think you can raise everyone's IQ to your level just by external things without paying any price? Idiot."

Ji Li kicked it away, picked up the blade and walked towards An Zhongxun who was lying on the ground:
"From your fifth rule, your nose started bleeding and your movements slowed down. By the sixth rule, your hair had turned white."

"And you yourself were totally unaware of it?"

The blade was flying in Ji Li's hand:
"Despair? Fear? Do you feel the trigger of your soul trembling? Why... has your body become weak?"

An Zhongxun stared at him with his eyes wide open. Under the projection of the spotlight, he could only see Ji Li's dark face:

"No...it shouldn't be like this...I clearly..."

"Of course, I have nothing to say to a skinned idiot like you..."

Amid the incomprehensible cheers from the audience, Ji Li made a knife move and stabbed it into his neck.

The delicate hands were like the most skilled butcher, peeling off large chunks of skin from the old man's neck as he screamed.

"You'd better die worthily."

"no no……!!!"

As if he was aware of Ji Li's next move, An Zhongxun let out a terrifying scream:
"Please don't do this! Please don't do this!!!"

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened:
"Are you...also right...Hongying..."

Ji Li paused, then smiled devilishly and leaned close to An Zhongxun's ear:

"No, she is much luckier than you..."

"I only fucked her a dozen times."

Fury ignited in An Zhongxun's eyes. He roared and struggled, trying to tear Ji Li's face apart.

But he saw his perspective spinning and he saw a headless old man being pinned to the ground by a young man.

"I was just kidding, it's a pity you can't hear it."

Ji Li kicked the head into the audience seats, and there was a sound of scrambling.

The dead body seemed to gradually precipitate something. Ji Li picked it up and found it was a blood-stained ore:

[Personality Relic: Violent Fire]

[Soul quality: complete]

[Features: Level 2 will amplification, supersensory amplification, vile flame. ]

【Equippable】

As the referee's bell rang, amid thunderous cheers, gray fog gradually obscured Ji Li's vision.

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