A Dead-End Cycle

When light returned to Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes, he was already back at the school.

More precisely, he was in the restroom.

"So the second round has begun..." Liu Xiaoxiao pondered. Now that he knew what was going to happen, he naturally would not throw his life away as he had in the previous dream.

He had to find a way for both of them to survive before he could clear this round.

The only thing usable in the restroom was a mop. It was cumbersome and not particularly lethal, but he had no other choice. Gripping the mop, he cautiously approached the door.

At that moment, Zhang Shiwen was about to pass the restroom entrance. Liu Xiaoxiao timed it precisely and immediately rushed out, engaging the thug in a fight.

Liu Xiaoxiao now possessed extensive combat experience. He kept his distance so the other man's knife could not reach him, while using the mop's greater range to attack.

As he fended off the attacks and searched for his opponent's weaknesses, Liu Xiaoxiao also considered the supposed increase in difficulty.

Without question, this round's difficulty would rise as well. Though it was already difficult, with their current combat experience, dealing with a single killer should not have been hard. What they needed to watch out for were other factors.

Although Liu Xiaoxiao currently possessed no abilities, he could still use footwork such as Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, though his balance and agility were much worse than before.

Very quickly, Liu Xiaoxiao found an opening. He jabbed the top of the mop into the thug's waist, knocking him to the ground, then pressed the mop over the thug's face.

For a moment, the thug could not see anything and could only slash wildly with the knife in his hand.

Suddenly, the thug