Is this guy sick in the head?
It's obvious. Did you really have to point it out...
It was perfectly normal to begin with, so why did it sound so awkward coming from Du Ge?
They were clearly enemies. Did he really need to care about them?
If you're truly such a great philanthropist, put down your sword and let us tie you up!
The black-clad men besieging Du Ge and the others grew more and more frustrated as they fought. Yet they really couldn't bring themselves to strike lethally. So many of their comrades were watching. If they accidentally hacked him to death, then ran into someone who shifted the blame or reported them, they would definitely be done for when they returned.
Once a fight to the death came with restrictions, every move felt stifling, especially with that guy across from them constantly making sarcastic remarks. They really wanted to kill him!
Fucking hell!
"Buddy, don't swing your arms so wide. Careful you don't wrench your back..."
"Brother, how could you be so careless? You almost chopped your fellow brother beside you again. If anyone gets hurt, it's a loss for the Iron Palm Sect!"
"Don't glare at him. You're all members of the same sect. You should unite, love one another, and help each other..."
Du Ge kept up his stream of trash talk, making the few men surrounding him increasingly flustered. Their movements gradually fell into disarray, while Du Ge, amid the genuine battle, found a rhythm that belonged solely to him.
"A bunch of idiots. Just surround him. Once I deal with Feng Shiyi, he naturally won't be able to escape." The black-clad man fighting Feng Shiyi had heard what was happening on this side long ago and couldn't help shouting.
His words awakened them from their stupor.
The black-clad men surrounding Du Ge suddenly understood and immediately slowed their pace. They changed positions, trapping Du Ge and preventing him from breaking out. They had also seen that Du Ge's martial arts were mediocre, and that he had no technique to speak of in a fight. He was relying entirely on his agility to hold on!
His earlier surprise attack had probably just been sheer luck.
One of them even began gloating: "Heavenly Demon, got any more private words to share? Keep going and let us brothers have a laugh..."
Du Ge glanced at him and smiled. "What do you think your sect leader invited me over for? He went to all this trouble. Surely it wasn't to bring me back as a prisoner? Maybe by tomorrow, we'll be on the same side. What do you think? When that happens, which of us will have the higher status? If I remember how you mocked me tonight, do you think I'll feel comfortable about it? Brother, you've narrowed your own path!"
"..." The black-clad man's face beneath his veil turned black as ink. He hated Du Ge to the bone, but he clenched his teeth and kept silent.
"Do you think I don't know who you are just because you're covering your face?" The eye at the back of Du Ge's head observed his surroundings as he considered a countermeasure, while he continued his barrage of trash talk. "When important figures can't figure out who to take revenge on, they usually punish everyone connected to the matter. I may not know who you are, but I can certainly find out who went on this mission! I wonder whether the brothers who fought shoulder to shoulder with you, only to be dragged into this, will hate you then?"
"Fuck!" The black-clad man who had spoken earlier wished he could slap himself. He knew Du Ge had a silver tongue. All he had to do was honestly keep surrounding him. Why had he run his mouth?
Ah!
A scream rang out, and another direct descendant of the Feng Family fell.
The enemy had more men, and their martial arts were superior. The people from Feng Manor had been forced into a hasty defense, and lasting this long was already no small feat. But if things continued, they would sooner or later be picked off one by one.
"Seventh Master, save Yunjie and break out."
Feng Shiyi knew that Du Ge had only possessed this body two days ago. Even if he had grown stronger, there was a limit to how much he could have improved. In a situation like this, even if he wanted to protect the Feng Family, he was powerless to do so. He only hoped Du Ge could do as he had said at the Feng Family residence: risk injury to save Feng Yunjie and get him out. After all, the Heavenly Demon possessed extraordinary recovery abilities. Then Feng Shiyi could break out on his own.
"Second Leader, is there any way to dispel the smoke?" Du Ge saw the situation on the field and understood what Feng Shiyi was thinking, but he had no intention of doing as he asked. He didn't know the Lightness Skill. Even if he took the risk and saved Feng Yunjie, he wouldn't get far.
Besides, he might not even be able to save him.
At present, the only way to break the deadlock was Wang San, who had fallen unconscious.
He did want to go to the Iron Palm Sect, but he shouldn't be taken there as a captive, because there would be no benefit in it. Everything would have to start over from scratch. Without a Backstab, the attribute points he had gained by protecting the Feng Family might even be wiped away. He couldn't make a losing deal.
"At a time like this, why are you still concerned about Wang San? Staying alive is what matters!" Feng Shiyi shouted angrily.
"Second Leader, my attribute is protection. I can't abandon my companions and flee for my own life." Du Ge couldn't openly explain Wang San's usefulness, so he put it more tactfully while conveniently adding a point to his own attribute.
"Damn it!" Feng Shiyi cursed. He suddenly regretted tying the Heavenly Demon to the Feng Family. These stubborn fools could only bring disaster. Sure enough, nothing with the word "demon" in its name was any good. But in this crisis, he could only rely on Du Ge. Irritated, he said, "Throw cold water on him."
The Iron Palm Sect's hall master nearly laughed. Before coming, he hadn't really believed the talk about the Heavenly Demon, but now he did. No normal person would act like this. He was on the verge of death and was still thinking about saving someone!
Cold water!
The martial arts novels had been telling the truth after all. If you were poisoned by that kind of drug, you had to find a woman to cure it. If you inhaled knockout smoke, throwing cold water on you would do the trick. The experience of the martial world never lied.
There was no shortage of cold water in the inn. To prevent fires, two large vats filled with water were kept in the corridor year-round.
Du Ge caught sight of the vats, then looked at Wang San, whom he had thrown unconscious onto the ground. He shouted, "Wang San, I'm risking my life to protect you! Remember my kindness!"
Sacrifice oneself for righteousness could work once, so it could work a second time. He wouldn't let any opportunity to increase his attribute points slip by.
But in the black-clad men's eyes, Du Ge's behavior was laughably childish. He couldn't even break out while surrounded. Did he really think shouting would let him leave?
But soon, they could no longer laugh. Du Ge actually gave up defending himself. With a sweep of his long sword, he charged straight into the black-clad men's blades.
His reckless action startled the black-clad men. Combined with the groundwork laid by his earlier trash talk, the men intercepting Du Ge hesitated, afraid of injuring him. They instinctively drew their blades back, and Du Ge truly rammed through the encirclement without suffering so much as a scratch.
Du Ge had been close to Wang San to begin with. Once he broke through the encirclement, he rushed to his side in a single stride, scooped him up, and shouted, "He's also a Heavenly Demon. Don't hurt him."
Then he swung his long sword backward, forcing the pursuing black-clad men away. After two more steps, he threw Wang San bodily into the water vat.
Splash!
Water flew in all directions.
Wang San jolted awake and stared around in confusion, having no idea what had happened.
Du Ge shielded the water vat. "Wang San, there's a traitor in Xingyu Tower. Whether you live or die depends on how you perform! Take them one at a time. Leave no survivors."
Wang San understood. He looked toward one of the black-clad men surrounding Du Ge, drew his chin back, rolled his eyes upward, and let out a sinister giggle. "Little brother, I like you so much. Don't you dare become enamored with anyone but me!"
The black-clad man's pupils suddenly contracted. An inexplicable fear seeped into his heart. He instinctively turned around and tried to flee.
Thrust!
Du Ge's long sword stabbed forward, freeing him from the Yandere's love!
Nearby, Feng Yunjie shuddered violently when he heard Wang San's voice, and a black-clad man slashed his arm.
"Yunjie." Feng Shiyi roared angrily. "Feng Qi, what are you doing?"
The eye at the back of Du Ge's head clearly saw that after he killed the black-clad man, Wang San paused, then quickly made a motion as if opening his personal information. Immediately afterward, joy appeared on his face.
All these signs proved that he had definitely awakened a new Advanced Skill too!
But now wasn't the time to worry about that. Du Ge ignored Feng Shiyi's roar and reminded Wang San, "Continue."
Wang San suppressed his joy and looked toward another black-clad man again. Hysterically, he said, "Big brother, I love you so much. How could you swing your blade at me? Why? Why can others receive your affection while I have to endure your hostility..."
The black-clad man hadn't yet understood why his companion had suddenly turned around when an immense fear seized his heart. Escape. Escape from this terrifying person. The farther away from him, the better...
But having seen what happened to his companion, he knew that turning around meant death. Enduring his fear, he dodged Wang San's gaze while fighting Du Ge. It was as if Wang San might pounce into his arms the next second and claw out his heart, leaving his movements completely chaotic.
Du Ge seized the opportunity and stabbed him in the throat, ending his life.
In the blink of an eye, only two of the men surrounding Du Ge remained. Wang San's words made their scalps crawl, but they hadn't been overwhelmed by such deep fear. Yet two companions had successively lost control and died.
How could the two of them not know that they couldn't escape the man in the water vat? They exchanged a glance, went around Du Ge, and simultaneously raised their blades to slash at Wang San.
Du Ge swept his sword across and blocked them. "Come at me together."
At this critical moment between life and death, Wang San gave a sinister smile. "Brothers, I love you both so very much. Let me dig out your hearts and swallow them bite by bite. That way, we'll never be separated, hee hee hee hee..."
A hair-raising laugh suddenly rang out.
"Ghosts! They're ghosts!" Fear filled the two men's hearts. They no longer had any will to fight. They even forgot about Du Ge's Backstab. With a scream, they dropped their blades and turned to flee.
Thud!
Thud!
Two muffled impacts.
Du Ge pressed in behind them, his long sword piercing their hearts and ending their lives.
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