Try to Kill Smiling Face

The Yellow Talisman radiated golden light, hovering above Freddy in a way whose source of force was completely incomprehensible, like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head, ready to strike at any moment.

How did you do that?

Lu Bai's failure to fall asleep clearly caught Freddy off guard.

It could no longer maintain its elegant posture and stiffly took a half step back.

To put it bluntly, although Freddy Krueger is ranked very high by humans, it doesn't mean he's strong.

If it cannot enter the dream world, it has absolutely no means of attack in the real world.

Looking at Freddy's reaction, Lu Bai thoughtfully stroked his chin. "You're not planning to run away, are you?"

"How could I possibly run away?"

Freddy forced a smile and threatened, "You have no idea what you're going to be facing."

Lu Bai was not intimidated by these words; instead, he unconsciously revealed an innocent smile.

"What's it to you?"

Before Freddy could reply, Lu Bai pointed his fingers like a sword and thrust them in the direction Freddy was.

The Yellow Talisman above shone brightly, pressing down like Mount Tai.

The entire process was utterly devastating; no matter how much Freddy swung his iron claws, it didn't slow things down much.

The entire hideous body vanished into wisps of smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye, suppressed by the talisman.

It's worth noting that although people near the building were hypnotized by Freddy, their electronic devices remained unaffected.

The cameras on the ground, flashing their green lights indicating they were working properly, faithfully recorded this stunning scene and transmitted it to all viewers in the live stream.

Undoubtedly, this fact caused viewers watching the live stream to clench their fists involuntarily.

Some even went so far as to roar at the screen.

It seems... humans really can win?

After all, most people who watch live streams these days have virtually no chance of encountering the supernatural, and very few are lucky enough to survive such an encounter.

People's understanding of the eerie is basically based on information released by official sources.

And Freddy, that's the oddity that ranks fourth in the sequence.

Master Lu subdued it so easily; what is there to fear about the even lower-ranking monsters?

Of course.

Lu Bai himself was not as optimistic as the public.

He looked around and, realizing that Captain Mao and the others wouldn't wake up anytime soon, decided to do the live stream himself.

He picked up a relatively portable video camera, dusted off the remaining dust and debris, and then calmly pointed the lens at himself, chuckling softly.

"Don't worry, family, we'll go find the next weirdo right away."

"We can't win."

"Damn it, any one of these monsters could wipe us out. We should just stay hidden."

"Don't think that having an extra golden ability will be of any great use."

"Damn it, if I still had my abilities from the first round, I wouldn't be like this."

Several deathmatchers gathered in a crooked tent, without turning on the lights, and spoke cautiously.

If Lu Bai were present, he would probably recognize that these four fighters were his former "disciples".

Unfortunately, they were only disciples in name, and Lu Bai himself was unable to teach these fighters the [Maoshan Daoism].

Moreover, in order to assemble a powerful ability set, Lu Bai also read all of their first-round gold abilities.

This has resulted in the deathmatch fighters currently in the containment center only having the ability to be selected in the second round.

Fortunately, these deathmatchers' second-round Ability Pool were also Gold level; otherwise, they wouldn't be much better off than ordinary people.

Let's have an open and honest discussion.

A weak, feeble voice echoed outside the tent, startling the four fighters inside.

Seeing no movement from inside the tent, Ruan Boyang continued helplessly, "Stop pretending. I can hear you all inside the tent, and besides, this tent can't hide the titles on your heads."

After a moment of silence, a faint rustling sound came from inside the tent, and then four deathmatchers emerged one after another, their bodies hunched over.

After the third round of Deathmatch Showdown, when deathmatchers meet, the first thing they do is check the title above each other's heads.

"Observe in secret?"

One of the wiry fighters read out the title above Ruan Boyang's head.

Among deathmatchers, the title of "Observe in secret" is probably numbering in the hundreds or thousands, so it's nothing to worry about.

The fighters exchanged glances and quickly reached a consensus: a disheveled, middle-aged man with a stubble beard would step forward to negotiate.

"Speak, what do you want to talk about?"

Ruan Boyang didn't mince words either; in fact, he always made sure to say something shocking from the start.

"You can probably guess that our abilities were all taken away by that 'Smiling Face,' right?"

"It's just a guess," the dejected middle-aged man said cautiously.

It's not surprising that they would guess it was Lu Bai.

It's obvious that we're all in a deathmatch. We've run out of abilities, so why do you not only still have them, but you're ridiculously strong?

"That's the problem."

Ruan Boyang glanced at the direction where the Spirit Bomb had appeared, then turned back and continued, "Have you ever encountered a situation where your abilities could be taken away before? To put it bluntly, have you ever heard of such a thing?"

The dejected middle-aged man was somewhat irritated. "Yes, I really never even considered this kind of thing, but the facts are already there, so what's the point of saying anything more?"

"They are indeed useless to you."

Ruan Boyang's tone carried a barely perceptible hint of contempt, then he changed the subject. "How about we try to take down 'Smiling Face'?"

"Spirit Bomb!"

A blue-white sphere of light, over a hundred meters in diameter, crashed down from the sky, annihilating a skull dressed in leather and radiating intense heat.

Seeing that the area ahead had returned to calm, Lu Bai cracked his neck, picked up the camera, and headed towards the next location of the strange creature.

After this period of practice, he has become much more familiar with the Spirit Bomb ability and rarely wastes it.

After all, it has the characteristic of doubling the damage to evil targets, and most of the monsters encountered cannot withstand the damage of the Spirit Bomb, so there is no need to condense the Spirit Bomb to such an exaggerated extent as several kilometers in diameter.

The live stream was now in its halfway point, a champagne-popping frenzy, with cheering and excited comments flooding the chat.

The most outrageous thing is that in just a short time, some pictures have already started circulating online, showing people photoshopping words onto the Spirit Bomb, such as "Any evil will eventually be brought to justice."

Having witnessed firsthand Lu Bai condensing his Spirit Bomb and killing the supernatural beings as easily as slaughtering chickens, it's indeed not so easy to make the public feel terrified of the supernatural again.