The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games

With a forceful grab, he intended to crush the mask with precise control, without harming the other person's face.

Just then, a faint blue light emanated from Mo Yi, and his previously vacant eyes suddenly regained focus.

After Mo Yi instantly dispelled the negative effects of the 'Evil Eye' illusions and electrical paralysis with Cleanse, he realized a large hand was covering his face. It was only through the gaps between Midou Ban's fingers that he could see and analyze what was happening.

This sneaky bastard who attacked me with mental attacks actually wants to take off my mask?

Don't they know that masks and veils on the roadside cannot be casually removed?

After all, in the great world of certain platforms, once you remove someone's mask or veil, there are only three choices: be killed by them, kill them, or marry them.

If you have no intention of marrying them, do not remove a stranger's mask or veil. Just like Li Xiaoyao had no intention of marrying Lin Yueru, he shouldn't have challenged her to a fight, and then the subsequent tragedy wouldn't have happened.

Perhaps because Mo Yi was still within the Evil Eye's one-minute control period, an ability that had never failed before, Midou Ban didn't notice that Mo Yi's gaze was no longer vacant and that he was violently trying to break Mo Yi's mask.

"A little tough—"

As Midou Ban marveled at the excellent quality of Mo Yi's mask and wondered where he bought it, Mo Yi, who had recovered, silently thought: Why didn't I shout out the move's name this time? Of course, it's because the opponent has already grabbed my face. Shouting the move's name would be like tipping off the opponent. Although Mo Yi has full confidence in the hardness of his 'Comical Mask,' confidence isn't something to be used in this situation.

"Fools, be gone—"

His Magic Power transformed into the maximum output psychic power Mo Yi could muster at that moment, pushing away Midou Ban, who was grabbing his mask, and Amano Ginji, who was also curiously wondering if the face behind the mask was a "sausage mouth."

"Nani?"

This time, Midou Ban was truly bewildered. The opponent was still within the Evil Eye's one-minute duration. This was an ability close to a rule-level power. No matter how strong the opponent was, it controlled for exactly one minute, not a second more or less.

But only about half a minute had passed now!

"Bang—"

This "Fools, be gone" was Mo Yi's maximum burst, gritting his teeth. Its force was naturally greater than when he had previously sent Midou Ban flying, directly causing the two to crash into several objects before stopping.

Seeing that his sudden attack had successfully repelled the two, Mo Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before this, Mo Yi had repeatedly said to play safe and develop steadily, but he still had some confidence in his heart. He had fought and learned from countless great heroes, a man who had gathered half the heroic power of the League's entire universe. He wouldn't say he was god-tier from the start, but with the diversity of his abilities, he could at least force a fifty-fifty split against various enemies.

He never expected that in his very first battle, he would almost lose inexplicably. To this day, Mo Yi still didn't understand how Midou Ban's mental attack had affected him.

Fortunately, he had been tormented by heroes in his dreams so much that he had developed extraordinary intuition, allowing him to break through the illusion in time. Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain.

The achievement of being a "Knight who suffered a setback" was something he couldn't shake off.

If Kiana found out, wouldn't she laugh herself to death?

He had underestimated others. While other powerful individuals might not match Mo Yi in the diversity of their abilities, combat didn't require many moves. As long as one move was effective and led to victory, it was enough.

Of course, this also had to do with Mo Yi challenging an A-rank expert in his first battle. A-rank Cultivators were the protectors of cities, and none of them were simple. Otherwise, they would have been eliminated long ago in battles where failure meant death.

"I never thought that I, Chen Beixuan, would almost capsize in a gutter—"

Mo Yi touched his Comical Mask and looked at Midou Ban, who walked out of the dust and exuded a chilling aura, and Amano Ginji, whose body crackled and buzzed with lightning.

He said with great admiration:

"Rejoice! You have earned the right to have your names remembered by me."

Midou Ban: "..."

Damn Aqua, he was called Li Qiye just now, and now he's Chen Beixuan?

Already annoyed, and now struck by Mo Yi again, he was truly angry and prepared to unleash his true strength, to let this mask-wearing man spewing trash talk know what it meant to—don't pretend to be cool, or you'll be struck by lightning.

PS: Chen Beixuan, the male protagonist of the novel 'Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator,' is one of the four great "pretentious kings" of web novels. His classic line is— "I, Chen Beixuan, act as I please, why should I explain myself to you people; sometimes, you are not wrong. But if you threaten me, then you are wrong, and it's a fatal mistake. If I don't deal with you, I won't be able to sleep or eat!"

If one can tolerate his somewhat twisted mindset and values, he is quite interesting.

Chapter Forty-Two: I'm Just a Doctor Passing By

"My name is Amano Ginji, and he is Midou Ban—"

After hearing Mo Yi's question, Amano Ginji honestly introduced himself: "We are the Phantom Duo. Please guide us."

Mo Yi: "..."

When I spout trash talk, I even want to punch myself. Golden-haired guy, why can you calmly state your name? Don't you know this is revealing intelligence?

Take a good look at the black-haired hedgehog next to you; he's about to cry!

And with you being so polite, how can I use this as an excuse to continue spewing trash talk?

In fact, Mo Yi no longer had any intention of continuing the fight. Firstly, he still hadn't figured out what Midou Ban's mental attack was. Without understanding it, Mo Yi couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't fall for the illusion a second time, even if he was vigilant.

After all, Mo Yi wasn't a Saint Seiya, and he didn't have the Saint Seiya's passive skill, "The same move is useless against a Saint Seiya"!

He would still be hit when he should be.

Of course, if Mo Yi had gone back and figured out Midou Ban's information, he would have known that the latter's Evil Eye couldn't be used on the same person twice in the same day.

Secondly, Mo Yi's purpose in staying to fight the Phantom Duo was to understand the combat methods of cultivators in the real world, to gauge his own strength, and thereby formulate a strategy for whether to continue developing safely at home or to actively go out and roam and develop.

After fighting for one round, Mo Yi felt the situation was a bit tricky. He had obtained some information, so there was no need to linger.

"Are you an idiot!"

Midou Ban looked at his companion Amano Ginji with a look of despair and roared, "Someone asks you to report your name, and you actually report it?"

"If I asked you to tell me your bank card password, why wouldn't you tell me!"

"Hah—"

After Midou Ban's shout, Amano Ginji let out an awkward laugh, explaining forcefully, "Isn't announcing your name before a fight normal? Besides, the other person announced their name too."

"Oh, really—"

Midou Ban covered his face with one hand, too weary to retort:

"They even announced two names. You idiot, you don't actually think those are their real names, do you?"

"They aren't?"

Mo Yi had to admit, if they were trying to perform a skit to make him die laughing, they just needed a little more effort to succeed.

At this moment, Mo Yi's gaze towards Amano Ginji also changed slightly. He felt in his heart that he and Kiana would definitely become good friends.