Apocalyptic Extraordinary Convoy, I'm really not weird!

"OK!"

The leather jacket gritted its teeth,

"Let's gamble!"

He turned to look at the bald man and the bearded man.

"And you?"

The two exchanged a glance and nodded in unison:

"bet!"

Su Ye nodded, raised his wristband, and initiated a duel.

One against three, the bet is all the stars currently held by both players.

A confirmation box pops up on the screen:

[Duel Request: One vs. Three]

[Bet: Applicant 178 stars vs. Requested party 78 stars (total for all three)]

[Note: The duel will take place in the Colosseum; death is not an option. Confirm?]

Su Ye clicked "confirm" without hesitation.

The wristbands of the three men in leather jackets vibrated simultaneously, displaying the same application box.

The three of them exchanged another glance, gritted their teeth, and simultaneously clicked "confirm."

hum-

The surrounding space instantly distorted.

Su Ye felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his feet lost their footing, as if he had fallen into the void.

The feeling of weightlessness lasted only a moment; the next second, I felt the solid ground beneath my feet.

He opened his eyes and found himself standing in the center of a circular field with a diameter of 100 meters.

It was surrounded by high, gray walls, their surfaces covered with mottled knife marks, claw marks, and dark red stains.

The ceiling above was a hazy gray, with no visible light source, yet it didn't feel dark.

A faint smell of decay permeated the air.

The Colosseum.

Su Ye scanned his surroundings and quickly spotted three other figures.

A man in a leather jacket, bald, and with a thick beard stood thirty meters away, also surveying this unfamiliar environment.

The three of them looked somewhat nervous, but mostly excited.

"Hahaha! They're in!"

The bald man laughed loudly.

"Kid, it's too late to regret it now!"

The bearded man cracked his knuckles, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"We might be a little wary of you in a one-on-one situation, but a one-on-three situation?"

What will you use to win?

The man in the leather jacket didn't laugh; he stared at Su Ye, sensing that something was off.

This young man is so calm.

From the moment I left until now, not a trace of panic has appeared on my face.

Standing in the arena now, facing three enemies, he remained still, his gaze as calm as if he were looking at three dead men.

Be careful.

The leather jacket lowered its voice.

"Something's not right with this kid."

"What could be wrong?"

The bald man disagreed.

"No matter how strange he is, he is still a human being."

"Let's all three of us attack together and crush the master with our chaotic punches!"

"Yes, don't give him a chance to breathe!"

The bearded man could no longer contain himself and began to approach.

Su Ye looked at them and suddenly spoke:

Have you ever thought about this question?

The three of them paused.

"What's the problem?"

"What if I wasn't bluffing?"

Su Ye's words made the three of them pause in their tracks.

The sneer on the bald man's and the bearded man's faces froze. They instinctively looked at the leather jacket, a flicker of hesitation in their eyes. The leather jacket didn't move.

He stared intently at Su Ye, trying to glean something from that calm face!

Fear? Tension? Flaws in the bluff?

But there was nothing there.

There was only a chilling calm on his face, like a hunter watching prey that willingly walk into a trap.

"Stop trying to scare me!"

The bald man was the first to react. He spat and glared fiercely at Su Ye:

"If you're really that awesome, why are you wasting your breath talking to us?"

They already did it!

That makes sense.

The man with the thick beard nodded in agreement.

"Yes! He's just bluffing! He's trying to scare us off with this tactic!"

The two encouraged each other, mustered their courage again, and continued to approach Su Ye.

The leather jacket stood still.

It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but his unease was growing stronger.

wrong.

That's really not right.

This kid didn't back down a single step from beginning to end, nor did he show any fear.

If it's really just a bluff, then you should continue talking to buy time, or try to create an opportunity to escape.

But he just stood there quietly, watching the three of them approach, as if waiting for something.

What are you waiting for?

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to the leather jacket, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back!

"etc--"

Just as the man in the leather jacket was about to call out to his two companions, the bald man and the bearded man rushed forward.

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The bald man was the first to rush towards Su Ye.

His fighting style is very wild and unpredictable, relying entirely on brute force.

He swung his right fist in a wide arc, aiming for Su Ye's face. The fist whistled through the air, and the force was immense.

If an ordinary person were to take this punch, they would at least have their face covered in bruises.

But Su Ye is no ordinary person.

He didn't even back down.

He simply tilted his head slightly to avoid the trajectory of the fist, and at the same time took a half step forward with his right foot, snuggling into the bald man's arms.

The bald man missed his punch, leaned forward, and before he could react, he felt something hit his lower abdomen hard.

Not a fist.

It's the knee.

"Bang!"

The dull thud was particularly clear in the empty arena.

The bald man's eyes widened instantly, a mouthful of sour water gushed from his mouth, his whole body arched like a shrimp, his legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, Su Ye's right hand had already gripped the back of his neck and twisted it forcefully—

"Click."

The sound of bones breaking is crisp and piercing.

The bald man's body twitched, then he slumped to the ground and remained motionless.

One strike to kill.

The bearded man's fist arrived.

He was a bit smarter than the bald man; instead of charging straight at Su Ye's face, he circled around to the side and punched Su Ye in the ribs.

If that punch landed, an ordinary person would break at least three ribs.

But Su Ye's body seemed to have eyes. Just as the fist was about to touch him, he twisted his waist, shifted his weight to his other leg, and at the same time, his left hand shot out like lightning and grabbed the bearded man's wrist.

One pull.

Twist it.

"Snap!"

The cracking sound of a dislocated joint had barely rang out when Su Ye lunged forward, his right elbow slamming into the bearded man's throat.

"Well--"

The bearded man's eyes widened, and he made intermittent gasps in his throat. He clutched his neck with both hands, staggered back two steps, and fell backward.

His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Two moves, and both men were killed.

The man in the leather jacket stood there, completely stunned.

From the moment the bald man charged forward to the moment the bearded man fell, it took no more than three seconds.

Three seconds.

Two living, breathing people died just like that.

The young man, from beginning to end, only made a few simple movements.

Sidestep, step forward, twist waist, snap wrist, twist neck, elbow strike.

There were no fancy techniques, no dazzling abilities.

It's just the purest form of killing.

Every movement was precise, efficient, and deadly.

Is this a normal person?

The leather jacket's legs began to tremble, and a warm liquid trickled down his trouser leg.

Su Ye raised her head and looked at him.

Those eyes remained calm and still, without any emotional fluctuation.

"Now,"

Su Ye spoke, her voice calm and casual, as if she were chatting about everyday matters.

Do you think I'm bluffing?