Blood Pool

"You said you're also dissatisfied with this social order, what do you plan to do?"

Hearing Black Sniper's words, Lu Bai couldn't help but chuckle.

Having one's abilities taken away, one must quickly accept it, suppress all hostility, and at the same time demonstrate one's value as much as possible...

Lu Bai often admired those guys who could thrive in the Deathmatch Arena.

It's not as easy as it sounds to say you can just swallow your pride and let things slide.

"If it weren't for my sweat and hard work, I wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of you."

In front of the Black Sniper, Lu Bai controlled the tripwire to surround him. "As for what I plan to do? I'm not a capitalist, I have no need to exploit your surplus value."

He walked over, picked up the phone that Black Sniper had placed on the table, gave the room number to the Baldy on the other end of the call, and then hung up.

After doing all this, he waved to the Black Sniper and left lazily, as if he were taking a walk after dinner.

In the middle of the intersection.

Beep~ Beep~ Beep~

Hearing the ringtone after the call ended, the Baldy held his phone, looking completely bewildered. "Huh?"

Boom!!!

Dark red blood gushed from the young man's body, flowing continuously.

A large amount of blood washed over the area like a flood.

The billboards of shops on both sides of the street were shattered into pieces the instant they were hit, and the already broken glass windows were further distorted by the impact.

Wood chips and debris mingled with the torrent of blood, and the surging flow seemed unstoppable.

"Damn! Are you even capable? Where's your wind control?"

Feng Yixuan grabbed Li Shan and leaped up, hanging on an iron clothesline set up by a family on the third floor.

That one is called Wind Riding...

Li Shan wanted to retort, but lacked confidence. "It's not available right now."

"What the hell are you talking about? You think abilities have periods?"

Feng Yixuan wanted to continue cursing, but was interrupted by the blood wave that rose from the ground.

In desperation, she could only focus on dealing with the onslaught of blood.

He casually hung Li Shan on the clothesline, then took a deep breath and shouted at the rapidly surging blood, "Ah!!!"

The sound waves emanating from her mouth were deafening and visible to the naked eye.

Not only was the blood surging vertically dispersed on the spot, but the Blood Pool below was also shaken by the sound waves, creating radial grooves that continued to spread further away.

[Lion's Roar Skill (Colorful): One of the seventy-two Shaolin arts, the most powerful and forceful in the world. A clear roar, like a thunderclap, can be heard for miles, terrifying enemies. Acquiring this ability will enhance the user's physical attributes, ensuring the user will not be harmed while using it.]

Strictly speaking, this ability is relatively weak among color-level abilities.

However, its strength lies in its comprehensiveness and high applicability; the improved physical fitness will not be completely useless under any circumstances.

The Blood Pool surged like a tsunami, sending up waves over ten meters high. The dark red blood, illuminated by the light, was a truly horrifying sight.

Splash~

The blood that had been stirred up fell back down, like a rain of blood.

The young man wrapped himself in blood to form a blood sphere, creating a brief vacuum that completely isolated him from external sound waves. Only after the vibrations caused by the sound waves subsided did he remove the blood shield.

Feng Yixuan didn't try to fight back. Instead, she grabbed Li Shan and continued to flee, while also continuing to berate her, "I knew I shouldn't have gone with you. You've just become a burden."

Li Shan felt a little awkward and took the initiative to change the subject. "With such a commotion, the Captain must be on his way here."

Feng Yixuan turned her head and glanced behind her, noticing the torrent of blood rushing towards her at an even faster speed. Her face darkened, and she gritted her teeth and shouted.

"Easy for you to say, then you prove me right! Come on!"

The Baldy lay on his back on the ground. His wounds had healed, and if it weren't for the fact that his newly grown skin was too white, he wouldn't look like he had just been injured at all; at most, he just looked a little weak.

The members of the Team Ten surrounded him, and judging from their expressions, it seemed that he, as the squadron Captain, was quite popular among the members.

A man in a white leather trench coat stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Luckily I arrived in time, otherwise, Old Jiang, you would have really been in deep trouble this time."

In the City Direct Military, there are squads mainly responsible for support, and naturally there are also squads responsible for healing.

Somewhat counterintuitively, within City Direct Military's formation, the medical formation is actually the strongest in terms of overall combat power.

This actually touches on a question of human nature.

That is, when deathmatchers choose to retain their abilities, they prioritize those that enhance their offensive capabilities for their own safety.

Even Lu Bai initially thought the same way.

This overly rational thinking leads most deathmatchers to be unwilling to actively retain support abilities, with healing types being the least popular.

Those who retain healing abilities are those who already possess sufficiently formidable combat skills. They only retain a healing ability when they have the opportunity, provided that their own safety is not a primary concern.

It's like how normal people only engage in sexual activity after they've eaten their fill.

It's not that I don't like it, it's just a matter of priority.

"Where's that guy with the Black Sniper?" The Baldy struggled to sit up.

The man in the white trench coat slowly said as he packed his medical kit, "They should have been taken to the City Hall by now."

The Baldy nodded resentfully, clearly planning to settle scores with the Black Sniper.

However, he didn't forget who he should really thank for surviving this time.

He then asked, "Where did Deputy Captain Lu go?"

"Deputy Captain Lu? Oh, you mean that one?"

The man in the white trench coat slung the packed medical kit over his shoulder. "He went to the Fourth Livability City. He said he was going to repay a favor, and apparently something happened there."

The Baldy scratched his head, puzzled. "The Fourth Livability City, isn't that the area under the jurisdiction of the Team Six?"

"Who knows? Anyway, our Team One is only responsible for rescuing people."

Where the torrent of blood had swept through, obvious bloodstains remained, along with a strong, pungent smell of blood.

At first glance, it looks exactly like the crime scene of a grotesque and deranged serial killer.

At this moment, Feng Yixuan stopped fleeing with Li Shan and instead stood on the signboard of a food stall.

Before the two of them, the Captain of the Team Six stood with a solemn expression, confronting the young man whose feet were treading on the Blood Pool.

"How many people did they kill to collect so much blood?"

The young man was quite surprised to hear this.

"Wouldn't there be more killings if there were no cities?"