Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Swordsmanship is a skill honed through countless trials. Even the most gifted individuals must practice their swordsmanship countless times to grasp its true essence. Although you are not a swordsman, you should understand this principle."

he said seriously.

"I don't want to master any swordsmanship; I just want to learn some self-defense skills."

Liu Zheng shrugged.

Even if he really had to comprehend some kind of Dao, he would rather comprehend the Dao of the deliveryman, which might even activate the extra effects of the legendary deliveryman set.

"If that's the case, then there is a way."

The Blood Warrior pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Oh? What do you say?"

Liu Zheng asked with great interest.

"You've asked me so many questions, shouldn't you give me an answer first?"

The Blood Warrior countered with a question.

"I understand. Come, do not pity me just because I am your benefactor."

He drew his butcher's knife and boning knife, ready for battle.

"You haven't done me any favors yet, so it's too early for you to speak like this."

The Blood Warrior was so enraged by his nonsensical words and actions that his veins bulged.

Without saying another word, he jogged over and leaped up, landing on top of Liu Zheng's head.

"drink!"

As he plummeted, he suddenly roared, and the blood-red characters shot out from his mouth.

"Boom!!!"

The crimson characters struck the longsword, causing it to tremble violently.

The invisible sound waves rippled outwards like pebbles falling into a pond, circle after circle.

Liu Zheng was affected by the sound waves, and his body trembled, causing wrinkles to appear on his sexy outfit.

"Heavenly Dao Sound Killing Style: Sound Slash Without Difference!"

The Blood Warrior shouted out the name of the move.

The Heavenly Sound Killing Style is the name of the Blood Warrior sect. Although each generation can take in several disciples, only one person can inherit the title of "Hero" and shout out the name of the move during battle.

In reality, calling out the names of moves is just for fashion or to help the audience remember them.

But in the metropolis, the name of something itself represents its essence.

Shouting out the name of a move is precisely to unleash its true power.

Sure enough, as the Blood Warrior shouted out the name of his move, the invisible sound wave expanded tenfold in an instant, as if the little boy had been replaced by Ivan the Great.

Not only was Liu Zheng directly pressed to the ground, but even the blood-red clouds above him began to churn.

"It's now!"

The Blood Warrior whispered, then twirled the "Corpse Killing Pill" around his waist.

The sound waves that were originally spreading in all directions were gathered together by the sword energy, forming a huge sound shield.

Liu Zheng's body stopped trembling, leaving only a lingering aftershock.

Upon hearing the Blood Warrior's words, he immediately forced the tentacles to come out and take out his phone, then dialed a number.

After all this, although the lingerie wasn't damaged, its outline had already revealed a lot of its contents.

However, the Blood Warrior's gaze was entirely focused on the blade, seemingly ignoring Liu Zheng completely.

"Hello?"

Liu Zheng ignored him and dialed the number. There was a lot of noise and intermittent sound on the other end.

"Grandpa, it's me."

He said loudly and quickly.

"I know it's you, kid. What do you want with this old man?"

The jade cricket called back with an even louder voice.

"I have a friend who used to be a zombie. He killed his wife and children and absorbed their souls. Is there any hope for him?"

To avoid wasting time, Liu Zheng said succinctly.

As for the wording, I didn't pay much attention to it.

"What do you mean, 'So you were a walking corpse before'?"

Blood Warrior's eyes twitched as he listened.

That's making it sound like being a zombie is some kind of profession, and a shameful one at that.

Hmm, thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem like there's any problem.

Was he dreaming?

After hearing this, Yu Ququ said...

"what?"

"Don't worry about it, just ask him."

"I'm getting impatient," the jade cricket said.

"Okay. Are you dreaming?"

Liu Zheng asked the Blood Warrior.

"I am dreaming."

The Blood Warrior answered honestly.

Does he dream about his wife and children?

The jade cricket seemed to be able to hear the Blood Warrior's voice.

Do you dream about your wife and children?

"Have."

"Is your wife and children facing you or with their backs to you?"

Jade Cricket asked again.

"It should be that it's facing away from us."

The Blood Warrior thought it over carefully before answering.

"Oh, then there's hope."

The jade cricket made its judgment.

"Why is it that you can be saved if you turn your back to him?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

“If they are facing him, then he will only see them from his memories. If they are facing away from him, it means that his wife and children’s souls have not been fully absorbed, but they cannot see him because of the mutual repulsion between their souls.”

Jade Cricket explained.

"I see, I understand."

I've learned another useless little piece of amazing knowledge.

"Sir, it's almost over."

"The Blood Warrior said."

"Then I'll hang up first."

Just as Liu Zheng hung up the phone, the Blood Warrior suddenly brandished his sword.

When sound waves of different frequencies enter the sound shield, they immediately disrupt the balance, causing all the sound waves to shatter violently.

"Crack!"

A sharp sound, like shattering glass, flashed by, piercing his head with pain, followed by trickles of blood flowing from his seven orifices.

"Be careful, sir, this is the third cut."

The Blood Warrior took a deep breath, leaned forward, and raised his longsword, the tip pointing directly at Liu Zheng, the back of the blade resting in his palm.

"Heavenly Dao Sound Killing Stream - Riding the Waves Slash!"

He took a step forward, and all the remaining sound waves around him were automatically absorbed into his body, then ejected backward, propelling him forward like a rocket booster.

"So fast."

Despite the Blood Warrior's prior warning, Liu Zheng was still unable to dodge the swift and elegant slash, which was as fast as a boat gliding on the waves.

Or perhaps, he didn't want to avoid it.

Since it's not a life-or-death battle, it's a competition between friends.

Between friends, winning or losing is not the most important thing; the most important thing is to overwhelm the other person with your momentum.

Faced with this unstoppable strike, Liu Zheng stepped forward and then stretched out his arms in a hugging motion.

"Pfft!"

The Blood Warrior showed no mercy, and the 'Corpse Killing Pill' pierced right through his heart.

The murderous aura attached to it erupted instantly, freezing his heart.

"Pity."

The Blood Warrior shook his head regretfully.

Although he did not want to kill Liu Zheng, neither his warrior's dignity nor his own duty allowed him to deliberately let him go.

Moreover, he had actually held back, not using the true killing move of the Tendou Sound Kill Style, and the true form of "Shiseimaru" was not released.

"What's a pity?"

Liu Zheng, who had just been pretending to be dead with his head tilted to the side, raised his head and asked.

"Hmm? You're still alive?"

"The Blood Warrior said in surprise."

"There are too many people who want me dead, you're not even in the running."

He said it bluntly.

The lingerie only disguised his appearance; it did not restrict his ability to "regenerate flesh and blood."

A mere puncture of the heart doesn't even qualify as a serious injury.

As long as it's not completely destroyed, within a few breaths, Liu Zheng's body will automatically reopen a blood circulation channel based on the original one.

"In that case, you have passed the test."

The Blood Warrior was not offended and pulled his longsword out of his chest.

"Does every employee have to go through this kind of test before they can use the elevator?"

Liu Zheng asked, grinning.

You won't die, but you'll still feel the pain.

Especially the damage caused by murderous intent, the pain goes straight to the soul.

"of course."

"The Blood Warrior said."

"Then your elevators must be really inefficient for your employees."

He squinted as he spoke.

Although he didn't know the Blood Warrior's true strength, he felt that he shouldn't be any weaker than the Nile Doctor.

If every employee at the bathhouse had to fight a Blood Warrior while riding the elevator, then a shortage of manpower would be inevitable.