Chapter 189 – 136: Demon Sword Muramasa, Rising Dragon Fist
The giant shark stirred up a crashing wave that plummeted toward Tokyo Bay, reflecting the sunlight falling from the sky and making the entire bridge glisten.
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As the last spray of wave fell into the ocean, a hazy rainbow slowly rose above Tokyo Bay Bridge.
“This is the rainbow Fan Quan Master exchanged for us with his life, truly beautiful.”
Ju Zipi gazed up at the rainbow on the bridge, deeply moved.
“Yeah… rest easy, cultured man.”
Ke Mingye nodded, a nostalgic smile slowly spreading across his face.
Qing Meng raised her hand to her forehead and sighed deeply, “Ah… you two idiots really are matchlessly unique.”
One moment they were mourning the demise of Fan Quan, the next moment Ke Mingye lowered his head, expressionless, and looked toward Top Bull.
He curiously asked, “By the way, aren’t we supposed to beat up that superhero called Ji Feng tonight in the instance? What if we use our Skills there and they are still cooling down when we need them?”
Top Bull rubbed his Tianming Acupoint and explained, “Haven’t you fought in just a few instances? Skill cooldowns automatically refresh after you leave an instance.”
He paused, “But cumulative Skills that strengthen after repeated uses won’t have their cooldowns reset, even after exiting an instance.”
“Oh, got it.”
Ke Mingye nodded, realizing that this was just like his Calamity Dice, no wonder the cooldown didn’t reset after he threw the Calamity Dice in the instance.
Otherwise, using the instance’s reset mechanism, wouldn’t such cumulative Skills easily max out?
Ju Zipi looked around, “Speaking of cultured man, why hasn’t he resurrected yet, where is he?”
Top Bull said indifferently, “Either wait until the settlement phase or until we leave the instance, he’ll be resurrected eventually.”
Qing Meng rolled her eyes, “You really hit hard, Spider Man.”
Ke Mingye sighed, “Wasn’t he always scheming against me? I was just acting in self-defense.”
Top Bull lit a new cigarette, his hand still trembling, and asked apprehensively, “So… why can a man turn into a Magic Girl?”
With the badge Fan Quan lent him, he could now communicate in Chinese with Ke Mingye, but he never expected this ’normal’ conversation to be so abnormal.
Qing Meng smirked without a second thought, “Because he is an Innate Femme Boy Saint.”
“Bullshit, I just used a one-off experience card.”
“Right, right, a one-off experience card, that’s too one-off.”
A Zhe listened to their conversation in silence, barely holding back her laughter with her fist over her mouth.
Her gaze somehow kept drifting toward Qing Meng, and once Qing Meng noticed, she quickly averted her eyes, her forehead sweaty and cheeks slightly flushed.
Qing Meng cocked her head, asking her, “Why are you staring at me all the time?”
“No, nothing.” A Zhe stuttered.
“My lesbian radar went off.” Ke Mingye blurted out unexpectedly.
A Zhe’s face flushed as she waved her hands in denial, “Lesbian? There’s no way!”
“You guys really…”
Qing Meng’s figure vanished on the spot, and A Zhe likewise disappeared from beside her.
[The second 1V1 match is about to begin, with the players “Unclear Dream” and “A Zhe” as the competitors!]
[Rule: Kill the opponent to win the match.]
The icy prompt unexpectedly fell by everyone’s ear.
Immediately after, Qing Meng and A Zhe appeared in the middle of the bridge, trapped between two deep blue data walls;
Ke Mingye was switched to the outside of the data wall, standing with Ju Zipi and Top Bull as spectators.
“Is this JK girl called A Zhe any good?”
Ke Mingye turned to Ju Zipi, asking curiously.
Ju Zipi nodded and casually replied, “Pretty good.”
The battle was about to begin, and A Zhe immediately took out a set of metal knuckles, strapping them onto her right hand.
Taking a deep breath and slightly crouching, her gaze suddenly turned cold. The next moment, a blast of gas shot out from the heels of her shoes, propelling her explosively toward Qing Meng.
Ke Mingye exclaimed, “Damn, why does she seem like a different person when she starts fighting?”
“A Zhe was a boxer in her past life.”
“Who has a boxer’s personality like that? I’d more likely believe you if you said she’s a gloomy girl who stays in all the time,” Ke Mingye said.
“The world is full of wonders.” Ju Zipi said.
Rushing forward, A Zhe suddenly murmured, “Safety limits off, Quicksand Fist.”
As she spoke, a deep blue arc of light flashed across the corner of her eye, and her running figure suddenly doubled in speed. Following that, her hands’ veins bulged, and her fists were covered with a layer of quivering quicksand.
Ke Mingye tilted his head, whispering to Ju Zipi, “’Safety limits off’ isn’t that my Skill?”
“E-grade Skills aren’t as rare as higher-level Skills, repetition is quite normal,” Ju Zipi whispered back.
“Good thing the special effect of this Skill isn’t very noticeable,” Ke Mingye sighed.
Meanwhile, Qing Meng pulled out two Desert Eagles from her pouch, and from her knapsack, she took out a grenade, quickly pulling the pin and throwing it forward.
According to her, this grenade wasn’t a prop but was generated from her Skill [Chain Reaction Grenade]:
—If the grenade killed a target, it would immediately trigger a second explosion, and with each successive explosion beyond the first, the damage would gradually decrease.