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[Demon's Wound]: For each negative status effect, all damage you deal is increased by 50%, stacking infinitely. For every 1% of health lost, you deal an additional 1% damage, stacking infinitely.
(Slightly tipsy): +50% damage.
Liu Hong gasped. "Are you exploiting a bug here? Getting drunk and having a negative status effect triggers a 50% damage bonus from Heavenly Wounds, and then using Drunken Fist to convert all the negative effects of drunkenness into a positive amplification?! That damage stacking is ridiculously exaggerated."
“I remember Zhu Gui saying that there is a price to pay for signing a contract with a demon. Every time Zhu Gui activates her power, the demon has to eat a portion of her blood. What is the price for you, sister?”
Liu Hong asked curiously.
"Hey, that's Zhu Gui's type! I, this devil, originally had conditions, and I kept nagging. I beat her up, and she didn't dare say a word! She obediently gave me the power."
Wu Song waved his hand proudly.
Chapter 30: The Little Rascal Angrily Emerges from the Underground City (Bonus Chapter for 700 Monthly Tickets!)
"Brother—brother, here's the plan."
Wu Song let out a burp, chose a Y-shaped underground tunnel, and slipped into hiding at the fork in the road.
"You go and engage them, lure them out, kill two of them, then feign retreat and retreat all the way to my tunnel. Afterwards, I'll attack from this fork in the road, flank them from the rear, and my brother and I will attack from both sides, completely overwhelming them and catching them off guard!"
"okay, I get it."
With Wu Song as his backup, Liu Hong's confidence soared to unprecedented heights. He cocked his wooden crossbow, hid it behind his back, then grabbed a steel rod and strode towards Gui Fanlou.
"who!"
As soon as they entered the cave, the two bandits guarding it spotted Liu Hong from a distance of thirty meters and immediately shouted angrily.
Liu Hong remained calm, raised his wooden crossbow, and fired a bolt that struck the man on the left squarely between the eyebrows, causing blood to splatter and flesh to fly everywhere.
The instant the man fell, Liu Hong used his staff as a weapon, spun it into a phoenix, and the dark air currents torn apart by the tip of the iron staff stirred up the screams of a hundred birds in the cave! The last thing the second bandit saw in his pupils was that fierce weapon, transformed into a phoenix's sharp beak, piercing through the air! It quickly filled his entire field of vision!
Before the bone in his arm, which had been parrying with his sword, could even tremble, his chest felt as if it had been struck by a meteorite, as Liu Hong pierced a huge, bloody crater with his staff.
Accompanied by a burst of exploding blood, a triple sonic boom erupted at the point where the club struck: first, the muffled sound of flesh tearing through tanned leather; then, the clear sound of bones cracking like bamboo slips bursting; and finally, the death scream squeezed from the throat of a dying man.
The bandit, struck with such force, was sent flying like a kite with a broken string by Liu Hong's staff! His back slammed heavily against the cave wall, and his corpse, along with lines of viscous blood clinging to the rock, slowly slid down, resembling a patch of blood-red moss.
"You little rascal! Your days of terrorizing the underground are over! I've come to take your head!!!"
Liu Hong shouted a few times from the cave entrance, and panic immediately gripped the Ghost Fanlou. The bandits didn't know how many people had come from outside; they only knew that the two brothers guarding the gate were dead.
However, when they discovered that Liu Hong was the only one outside the door, they were instantly enraged. The fear, embarrassment, and shame of not daring to avenge their brothers all turned into anger towards Liu Hong, and seven burly men rushed out wielding various weapons!
Liu Hong's fiery eyes swept across the battlefield and he discovered that all the enemies were first-level warriors. His confidence surged, and he brandished his iron rod to meet the attack. He transformed the rod into a spear and swung it at the burly man charging at the front! The tip of the rod instantly pierced through six or seven of his teeth and shoved them into his mouth, causing the man to kneel on the ground in agony with his mouth full of blood, instantly losing his ability to fight.
Liu Hong suddenly retreated, distancing himself from the other six men. In the ensuing group battle, he used the "Flying Dragon Tail Swing" technique of the Flying Dragon Staff. His thirty-pound iron staff swept wildly left and right, deflecting the six weapons of the six bandits. Sometimes, he could even knock men back, knock them to the ground, or send them flying! All six men combined could not break through the staff's circle and harm Liu Hong in the slightest!
Moreover, these six men also experienced the pain Liu Hong endured in his fight against Zhang Ming—this thirty-pound iron rod was simply too heavy. Even the impact of the weapons clashing caused their hands to tremble and their arms to go numb. Those with less strength even had their palms cracked and bleeding.
The Flying Dragon Staff Technique is a defensive staff technique used in group battles. Theoretically, it involves first defending, then finding the right opportunity to create distance, or swinging the staff to knock the enemy away, and then switching back to the highly lethal Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear.
However, Liu Hong figured out a better and more convenient way—what defensive staff technique? As long as the iron staff is wrapped with the Heavenly Gang Slash, it can still kill people using defensive moves!
In an instant, the Milky Way shone brightly, and stars were arrayed. Liu Hong parried the two broadswords that came from the left, pushed them aside, and then swept away the weapons of the three people on the right. Then, he used the iron rod wrapped around the two Milky Ways and smashed it down on the head of the sixth person in the middle!
The bandit raised his shield to block, but how could such a thing possibly block the Heavenly Gang Slash?
Suddenly, he saw a burst of starlight before his eyes, and an iron rod came crashing down on him. The sturdy shield shattered into countless tiny wood chips in the dazzling starlight. Then, his vision flashed, his head throbbed, and he lost consciousness. Only the five bandits remained, staring dumbfounded at the dented mark on his head.
Liu Hong took a deep breath, and the two dissipated star rivers once again wrapped around the iron rod like ribbons. In an instant, he unleashed a second Heavenly Gang Slash, a sweeping attack that sent the third bandit flying!
The terrifying starlight swept across, directly shattering his bones. One by one, the broken, outward-facing ribs rushed to pierce the flesh and clothing on their master's back, like the broken ribs of an umbrella piercing through its canvas.
The broken bone fragments inside the chest cavity radiated into the abdominal cavity, making a dull, trembling sound as if a blunt knife were cutting through lard on the surface of the organs.
"Boom!!!"
When the man crashed into the stone wall like a tattered sack, the dust that fell from the cracks in the rock mixed with the blood mist that spewed from his mouth, forming rusty-colored plumes of death smoke.
Seeing Liu Hong's bravery and skill in battle, he killed three of the seven men who rushed out, while he himself was unharmed. The last four bandits were so frightened that they all retreated and dared not get close to Liu Hong.
Liu Hong looked at his strength with surprise. Seven months of hard training day and night had actually made him so strong. Even without Wu Song, he might be able to defeat this ghost Fanlou!
Just then, a series of thunderous roars interrupted Liu Hong's delusions. A colossal azure dragon, the size of a tiger, accompanied by bursts of violent electricity, burst forth from the cave.
Noble and elegant cobalt blue scales were piled up on her graceful and slender body, like sapphire veins, reflecting the fierce light of the underground flames. In the gaps between the dragon scales, electrostatic liquid like molten silver flowed, sparking and crackling.
When fully extended, the dragon's wings were a full eight meters wide, and the yellow wing membranes sandwiched between the blue scales and wing bones resembled two hurricanes of sand that blotted out the sky.
Through the translucent membranes of her chest and abdomen, Liu Hong discovered that what was beating inside her chest cavity was not a heart, but a ball of lightning that was constantly collapsing and expanding. Bunches of blue electricity were pumped by the heart to every corner of her body through blood vessels.
Even more terrifying was her head, the rhinoceros horn at the end of her dragon snout, like a curved sword piercing the sky, the arcs of white mist spewing from her nostrils and giant mouth condensing at the tip of the horn into an endless storm cloud.
The irises of his golden pupils perfectly replicated the spiral structure of storm clouds. When their eyes met, Liu Hong even felt waves of electricity coursing through his spine.
When the little dragon arched its back like a cat towards Liu Hong, its beautiful sapphire-like scales scraped against each other, instantly unleashing a piercing whistle as if a thousand curved blades were being drawn simultaneously! The blue and white lightning that shot out from between the scales illuminated the entire dark cave as if it were daytime.
Li Cunxiao (Lanlong)
Level: 6 (Level 6 Hatchling)
Life: 66, Psionic Energy: 0
Strength 18, Agility 10, Constitution 18
Intelligence 8, Perception 8, Charisma 8
[Blue Dragon Breaker]: Loses the ability to cast spells. However, other abilities are one stage older than the current age stage. (Hatchling → Young Dragon)
Dragons are different from humans. They become stronger and more powerful with age. Based on age, they can be divided into hatchling dragons, young dragons, juvenile dragons, teenage dragons, young adult dragons, adult dragons, mature dragons, elderly dragons, and the even more terrifying Ancient Dragon level.
What is this Po Jun? She's clearly the youngest of the hatchlings, easy to defeat, yet because of this inexplicable ability, she possesses a higher age level—meaning she has the combat power of a young dragon!
Although the attribute panel doesn't look high, that's because this guy is probably only three years old, or even just hatched, younger than Yue Fei.
Chapter Thirty-One: Wu Song Traverses the Enemy with Ice and Fire
"Oh dear? Where did this damned devil come from, daring to run wild on my turf! May he be reduced to ashes!"
The fledgling dragon let out a soft, childlike roar, which wasn't fierce at all, but rather rather cute, like a big blue cat. It would have been even cuter if it were a little smaller.
But the next second, she took a deep breath, gathering a thunderous dragon's breath within her body. A ball of lightning pulsated rapidly in her heart, and a blazing light, like a molten iron furnace, shone deep in her throat. The four bandits beside Liu Hong gasped and turned to run, as if they had witnessed some terrifying nightmare. At this moment, they only wanted to get as far away from Liu Hong as possible.
The next second, a trident-shaped arc of blazing electricity, accompanied by hundreds of serpentine bolts of lightning shooting out in all directions, erupted from the dragon's jaws! The air expanded rapidly under the scorching heat of the arc, producing a deafening thunderous roar!
Liu Hong swiftly dodged, and the instant his thunderous breath struck the ground, a large number of fragments of rock exploded in a ring, each fragment bearing the marks of tree-branch-shaped lightning patterns. The rock pillar directly hit first appeared eerily translucent, as if viewed through X-rays, before exploding from the inside into crystallized dust. The metal fragments floating in the air were each wreathed in terrifying cobalt blue electric light.
Seeing Liu Hong dodge, the fledgling dragon quickly turned its head, and the trident-shaped lightning rays moved with the shaking of its head, tearing a scorched lightning groove in the ground. The speed at which it shook its head was much faster than its running speed in pursuit of Liu Hong.
Seeing that he was about to be caught by the lightning, Liu Hong suddenly threw the iron rod in his hand, which struck the young dragon squarely on the lower jaw, causing her to raise her jaw. The lightning dragon breath was thus deflected upwards, like a thunderous dagger tens of meters long, flying upwards and grazing his arm before slamming into the top of the cave.
In an instant, the dragon's thunder roared and tore through the air, shattering a large number of stalactites. Pieces of rock, crackling with electric arcs, rained down from above, causing the entire cave to shake violently and dust to fly everywhere.
Even after the breath dissipated, residual electricity still danced among the rocks in the scorched earth's gullies, like molten silver flowing through the cracks. The ionized air made everyone's hair stand on end, and even the slightest touch would cause static electricity to crackle.
"You hit me hard! Go, go, go! Capture him alive! I want to slap his chin too!"
The blue dragon roared in frustration, its four claws darting through the narrow cave as it charged towards Liu Hong. But it had only gone halfway when it tripped over a stick and fell heavily to the ground, its jaw slamming against the earth. Tears welled up in its eyes from the pain. The fledgling dragon looked closely and saw that the stick Liu Hong had thrown was emitting a ghostly blue light. It flew through the air, tripped its own leg, and then flew back into Liu Hong's hand.
"White Raven Style, Heavenly Gang Slash, Psionicist, you greedy devil, you've learned too many things! You know a little bit of everything but are proficient in nothing. I, your grandma, have given up magical abilities in exchange for absolute physical strength and breath power!"
The fledgling dragon was quite disdainful of Liu Hong's method of impartial learning, and got up fiercely to continue its charge!
At this moment, Liu Hong really wanted to know where his limit was. He still didn't back down, and his iron rod clashed and rubbed against the dragon's scales and claws, and he fought with the little dragon!
"Huh, that's strange. The aura you exude feels very familiar to me."
The fledgling shook its head in confusion, wondering where this sense of familiarity came from. Liu Hong guessed that it might be because he was also a dragon that she felt a sense of familiarity.
This fledgling dragon is indeed difficult to defeat. Although her young dragon scales are not as sturdy as Suo Chao's brass scales, they are still quite powerful and cannot be broken by ordinary attacks. Several times, the stick hit her, but the little dragon was unaffected, which made her more and more confident. She even dared not defend against Liu Hong's attacks and launched a full-scale attack!
With no other option, Liu Hong had to use the Heavenly Gang Slash again. The most wonderful thing about this move was not its extremely high power, but its suddenness. The thirty-pound iron rod that could not break the dragon scales suddenly wrapped up two dazzling and beautiful star rivers, like a double-tailed comet, and slammed hard into her right claw. Instantly, the broken scales and moonlight flew everywhere, and the blood was the same color as the star river!
"You hit me hard! Men! Attack me together!"
The fledgling dragon screamed in pain at the sudden attack and retreated repeatedly, beckoning its minions to join the fray!
In an instant, the four men were locked in a fierce battle. Their iron rods shattered rocks and sand, creating a flurry of afterimages. Their defenses were impenetrable. Accompanied by the piercing sound of wind being torn apart, they clashed with the four weapons and the dragon's claws, sparks flying and clanging loudly.
The other four bandits were manageable, but the only real threat was this enraged young dragon. She was as strong as I was; a regular sweeping stick could repel and knock down the bandits, but it couldn't defeat this tiger-sized young dragon.
While he was fully engaged in battle with the fledgling dragon, he was actually holding his own. However, the other four bandits would harass him from both sides, severely interfering with his performance and preventing him from fighting at full strength.
"If you're so capable, tell your men to leave so we can fight one-on-one! I'll skin you alive and make you a dragon scale cloak."
Liu Hong tried to provoke the blue dragon.
"Pah! What do you know? In this world, it's all about power, friends, and brothers! A lone wolf like you deserves to be ganged up on and beaten to death! Go, go, go! I'm going to skin him alive and make a human skin cloak—wait, don't kill him! This guy feels so close to me!"
The fledgling dragon retorted, determined to outnumber the enemy. Liu Hong didn't argue, and with another flick of his tail, he forced back the bandits and the fledgling dragon, then turned and ran towards Wu Song's ambush location.
"Catch him! Catch him now, don't let him get away!"
Seeing that its prey was about to escape, the young dragon cried out anxiously and led four bandits in pursuit. Liu Hong fought and retreated.
"Hey you with the stick! Don't run! I see you're pretty good at fighting too. If you're willing to be my adopted son, I can let bygones be bygones for killing my servant! Quick! Call for your godmother!"
This dragon was truly a chatterbox, constantly cursing and mocking him, leaving Liu Hong unsure whether she was a three-year-old or trying to provoke him into stopping.
The two groups quickly arrived at the tunnel where Wu Song was. Their attention was completely focused on Liu Hong, and they didn't even notice that it was a "Y"-shaped tunnel with a fork in the road hidden in the darkness.
Seeing that the four of them had rushed across the fork in the road, Wu Song drew two steel knives and, with a forceful slam, slammed the spines of the two knives together! And like flint rubbing against iron, he quickly rubbed the two steel knives together.
Accompanied by a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound, just as the two swords were about to separate, the steel sword in Wu Song's right hand exploded into a ball of orange-red fire from the high-frequency friction, burning and roaring along the blade; the steel sword in his left hand froze into a wisp of icy blue crystal, growing backward along the spine of the blade. The entire dark cave was illuminated by the halo of these ice and fire swords, turning into a dazzling red and blue color.
Before the men in front could react, Wu Song's left foot touched the ground, and he shot into the rear of the four men like an arrow released from a bow! His robes fluttered, elegant as a flying apsara in a mural. His twin blades flashed, terrifying as a bloodthirsty demon lord. The two waist knives precisely struck the back of the necks of the two bandits, and with two streams of burning and frozen blood, they instantly severed two bloody heads.
"later!!!"
The third robber turned around in terror and swung his giant axe to strike! But the drunken Wu Song dodged the attack like a ghost, raised his knife and slashed down, using his height and reach advantage to sever the axe-wielding bandit's right arm. Rolling ice froze the wound, and not a drop of blood spurted out. The severed right arm froze rapidly in the air, and when it fell to the ground, it shattered into a pile of bloody ice shards.
Wu Song's eyes sharpened. Taking advantage of the opponent's loss of balance and scream, he spun around and lunged forward. With his second slash, he sliced through the leather armor from bottom to top. The moment the blade wedged between the ribs, he used the power of his twisting waist to pry open the opponent's entire chest cavity like opening a clam! Large chunks of flesh, internal organs, and broken bones burst out like a waterfall amidst the raging flames.
Her blood-stained red dress, swirling and swaying in the dark air due to the centrifugal force generated by her rotation, bloomed amidst the light of ice and fire, like a blooming blood lotus. The blade's trajectory, interwoven with ice and fire, also outlined a dazzling and magnificent afterimage of slaughter in the air.
Before the last robber could react, he saw the 2.4-meter-tall Wu Song approach like a nightmare, his sharp steel knife embedded in the groove of his collarbone and fixed in place. With a forceful lift of his hands, he sent the robber flying high into the sky!
Amidst the gushing blood mist, she gracefully drew her twin blades, her wrists flashing with crimson light as she flicked away the blood from the blades. Streams of blood gushed down the spines of the blades, spraying in all directions.
This is the martial arts that Wu Song learned. Liu Hong chose spear and staff, while Wu Song chose double swords. Zhou Tong then taught her the "Rolling Dragon Golden Sword" and the "Drunken Tiger Blood Claw." These sword techniques and fist and foot skills, one dragon and one tiger, are also known as the Desert Wind Style and the Tiger Claw Style in the west.
At this moment, the surviving fledgling dragon was screaming in terror. It had fought Liu Hong before, and neither of them could gain the upper hand in a short time. But this woman who had attacked from behind seemed to be even stronger than Liu Hong! In just a moment, she had killed all her companions? The red and blue light emanating from the enchanted twin blades illuminated the dark cave as if it were daytime.
Wu Song stood at the boundary between the blazing red light and the icy blue shadows. His heroic bearing was like Mulan receiving her generalship, and his majestic presence was like a god descending to earth.
The bi-colored light projected her tall figure onto the fledgling dragon. The shadow, accompanied by the ever-changing flames, twisted into a terrifying shape resembling a celestial demon. The blood of the four bandits seemed to be drawn to something, flowing into the shadow and disappearing without a trace.
Liu Hong pondered—no wonder demons are willing to sign contracts with humans. It seems that the most basic and subtle price in these terms is the ability to devour the souls of those they kill.
Chapter Thirty-Two: Seeking Survival or Extinction - Xiao's Metamorphosis
The fledgling dragon's golden pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints. Its once arrogant and domineering face, now resembling human form, was filled with fear and unease. Its four paws involuntarily went limp, and its body retreated until its tail slammed against the rock wall with a muffled groan. The pressure emanating from the two was so immense that even breathing became difficult for it.
Fear was like an invisible hand, gripping her throat tightly.
The fledgling dragon glanced to its left at Liu Hong, a burly and imposing figure carrying a fine iron cudgel. Then it looked to its right at Wu Song, beautiful yet bloodthirsty, wielding two enchanted swords. Finally, it looked at the dead servants scattered in the center, and felt a chill run down its spine; the scales on its back bristled.
Under the threat of death, she arched her back like a cat, her fin-like ears unconsciously pressing down to the sides like airplane wings, her dragon snout opening to exhale a series of hoarse, low breaths.
"Wait, wait! Um, I, I, I accept your challenge! Shall we have a one-on-one duel?"
The fledgling dragon looked at Liu Hong in a panic, letting out a desperate cry.
"In this world, it's all about power, friendship, and sibling relationships. You, a lone wolf like Xiaolong, deserve to be ganged up on and beaten to death by my gang."
Liu Hong laughed as he repeated the incredibly arrogant words that the fledgling dragon had just uttered, his sarcasm palpable.
"I have no grudge against either of you! Why are you trying to kill me? You just used the Heavenly Gang Slash. Aren't you a chivalrous person who helps the weak and punishes the strong? Besides, you seem quite friendly to me! Spare me!"
As the two approached, the fledgling dragon, trapped in the tunnel with nowhere to retreat and its living space being compressed step by step, panicked and stood upright, its soft belly pressed against the rock wall, resembling a comical gecko.
"No one's hands are clean, they're all stained with blood. No one is more noble than anyone else; it's all just black-and-white fighting. You see me as friendly, probably because I'm a rare dragon blood ability user among the Han people."
Liu Hong saw things very clearly: I couldn't bring myself to harm innocent civilians, but I didn't care much about the life of a robber either.
“I’m short of money, and someone is willing to pay for your dragon head, three hundred taels of silver.”
"Stop! Are you talking about that brothel owner at the top of my lair?!"