Xu Ye had his own reasoning when he said that.
Since the rules prohibited using differences in anatomy to claim "I have something you don't," saying "I'm pregnant" did not count as discrimination based on anatomy.
For example, Xu Ye was male, and his opponent was female. Pregnancy was something women experienced, but Xu Ye was deliberately putting himself in a woman's shoes, which made it compliant with the rules.
He lowered his head and gazed at his belly with gentle, fatherly affection. Lately, the little fellow had absorbed plenty of energy along with him, occasionally making his stomach uncomfortable.
One day, I'm going to get an abortion!
For the sake of this lousy game, Xu Ye had gone so far as to do something this mortifying.
Silence fell.
Shenchuan Shengshui conceded.
Only the Game Clown's red eyes kept flashing. Finally, it declared Xu Ye the winner.
Shenchuan Shengshui: "!"
This man really was pregnant?
His face was full of bewilderment.
But an instant later, he sensed that things were about to go wrong.
A peculiar power of rules descended upon him, drastically slowing the circulation of his spiritual qi.
The Game Clown could suppress someone's strength by as much as fifty percent!
A gunshot rang out.
Shenchuan Shengshui ducked and dodged on instinct. His speed had slowed slightly, allowing the bullet to graze his hair.
Fortunately, after years of training, that instinct would not disappear even in adversity.
Seeing this, Xu Ye rushed forward and grabbed the Game Clown. A special Taboo Object like this could easily screw over an opponent stronger than himself.
"Careful! Don't pick it up! It's bonded to its owner. Unless you kill its owner, you can't use it-and it's an extreme clean freak!" the Bandit Lord shouted.
Xu Ye froze, but it was too