allendalepharm Chapter 211 Isn't someone who can kill their target called an assassin?
Chapter 211 Isn't someone who can kill their target called an assassin?
Chapter 211 Isn't someone who can kill their target called an assassin?
"What's wrong? Do assassins have some kind of trick?" Ye Nanxiao raised an eyebrow, looking at Wang Yu's disbelieving expression, and asked.
"Oh, no, it's just that everyone I've met is skilled in assassination," Wang Yu said with a forced smile.
"What a coincidence, I'm good at that too. Assassination, you know, I understand." Ye Nanxiao said, patting Wang Yu on the shoulder.
Ye Nanxiao is 1.79 meters tall, and Wang Yu is about half a head shorter than Ye Nanxiao.
"Over here, over here, Xiao Nanye is over here." Wang Yu felt that if he continued chatting with Ye Nanxiao, Xiao Nanye would notice, after all, the several soul-guided cannons on Ye Nanxiao's body were too eye-catching.
"You have too many people, and we have to wait for the competition to start. How about I help you out? I might need to borrow your venue for a bit," Ye Nanxiao said.
"Borrowing the venue? No problem. How can I help?" Wang Yu asked, looking puzzled.
Soon, several dazzling soul-guided rays were reflected in Wang Yu's widening eyes.
"Boom!" A large hole was blasted through the ceiling of the arena. The loud noise and the sudden attack threw the arena into chaos. The Soul Masters left the field to find cover, took out their Soul Tools to arm themselves, and watched Ye Nanxiao who had suddenly made his move with vigilance.
All the referees were armed with soul tools, and all kinds of cannons and guns were pointed at Ye Nanxiao.
"Xiao Nanye! I've come to get revenge on you!" Ye Nanxiao shouted, and at the same time said to Wang Yu, "Now it's just me and Xiao Nanye left, let's just have the competition, those Soul Masters have jumped off the field."
Wang Yu no longer needed to think about Ye Nanxiao's background; he was definitely the same as Xiao Nanye—both were lunatics.
Suppressing the urge to attack, Wang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Please begin!"
Ye Nanxiao jumped onto the field, turned to Wang Yu and asked, "Look, your field is so dilapidated, is it alright to borrow it again?"
"Go ahead." Veins bulged on Wang Yu's forehead, and his right fist clenched and unclenched several times.
"It's you, my defeated foe, Mu Shiyi," said Xiao Nanye, played by Xiao Ye No. 3, in a disdainful tone.
"I've come for revenge! Spit out all my rare metals!" With his acting skills on full display, Ye Nanxiao plays two roles.
As they spoke, they didn't forget to activate the soul-guided metal table.
They picked up rare metals and began carving. The two moved extremely fast, deforming, compressing, and carving several pieces of rare metal.
Wang Yu stood not far away, staring intently at the two men's movements, while simultaneously gesturing behind his back to have all the referees secretly form a circle around them.
Ye Nanxiao and Xiao Ye No. 3 exchanged a glance, then quickened their movements, sending various rare metal powders flying everywhere.
To avoid revealing his identity, Ye Nanxiao used a carving knife that Xuan Ziwen had given him. Xuan Ziwen said that it was given to Ye Nanxiao by Ju Zi.
Carving curves filled with mathematical principles to form geometric patterns, Ye Nanxiao suddenly remembered oranges. The oranges in his storage soul tool had already been eaten, and Ye Nanxiao liked the plump and sweet fruit very much.
"When should I go find Orange to get another sack of fruit? Orange said he would contact me, but he didn't say how." Thinking about this, Ye Nanxiao suddenly didn't want to waste too much time at the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.
"Xiao Nanye has completed the creation of the soul tool." The loudspeaker in the arena rang out, bringing Ye Nanxiao back to his senses.
Looking up, Xiao Ye No. 3 was looking at him with a puzzled look in his eyes. He seemed not to understand why the main body was producing slower than him. Could it be that the script had changed at the last minute?
Seeing Xiao Ye No. 3's confusion, Ye Nanxiao gently shook his head and sped up the production of the soul tool in his hands.
However, an orange pattern had appeared in the core magic array carved in his hand at some point. Ye Nanxiao frowned as he looked at the metal in his hand. After a moment of silence, he decided to temporarily modify the core magic array and turn it into a decoration to be installed on the soul tool.
Xiao Ye No. 3 made a soul-guided greatsword, while Ye Nanxiao made a revolver-shaped hand cannon.
Led by Wang Yu, the judges carefully examined the two individuals' soul tools but offered no answers.
Ye Nanxiao took the hand cannon, pointed it at Little Ye No. 3, and said, "How can we not test the quality of a finished soul tool?"
"Want to be tortured? Tell me, what's the bet this time?" Little Leaf No. 3 picked up his greatsword, planted it in the ground, and asked with a smile.
"Let's finish this first, no rush." Ye Nanxiao channeled his soul power, and the three-section revolving magazine began to rotate with a red light, while the muzzle emitted a red glow.
Xiao Ye No. 3 hoisted the greatsword with one hand and charged towards Ye Nanxiao.
"Everyone, get ready!" Wang Yu shouted. Seeing the two start fighting, he quickly took out his defensive soul tool and put it on. The arena had been destroyed, and the defensive soul tool shield could no longer be raised.
The hand cannon fired three energy projectiles, which flew toward Xiaoye No. 3 with intense heat.
Xiao Ye No. 3 held the greatsword horizontally in front of him to block the attack, then gripped the sword and flicked it upwards. The energy core at the hilt hummed, and an energy slash was unleashed.
Ye Nanxiao rushed forward, steam billowing from the hand cannon in his hand. The magazine spun rapidly, and a spike-shaped energy projectile shot out, piercing through the energy slash and flying towards Little Ye No. 3.
Xiao Ye No. 3 looked surprised and hurriedly raised his greatsword, bracing his left arm against the blade to block the attack with its hardness.
Ye Nanxiao rushed to Xiao Ye No. 3 and raised his hand to shoot, but saw the core on the greatsword emit light and the sword body be covered with a layer of red light.
Seeing that things were not going well, Ye Nanxiao was about to retreat when he released a circular shockwave centered on his greatsword.
As the two fought, the arena was continuously destroyed, with dust and debris flying everywhere.
Wang Yu took a few steps back to avoid being hit by the falling rocks, and stared expressionlessly at the two who were getting more and more excited as their spirit rings rose behind them.
Under the cover of smoke and dust, Ye Nanxiao and Xiao Ye No. 3 used the other soul-guided metal tables as projectiles to throw at each other. Each of them and their clone exchanged a glance and quietly collected all the rare metals placed in the soul-guided metal tables. Although they were some common metals, there were still plenty of "leeks" (a metaphor for easily exploited individuals), so they had to harvest them.
Seeing that the performance was almost over, Ye Nanxiao turned the energy of the hand cannon to the maximum. The rotating magazine spun rapidly, emitting a metallic mournful sound. This hand cannon was originally a disposable soul tool that Ye Nanxiao intended to use as a performance prop.
Seeing this, Xiao Ye No. 3 shouted, "You cheated!" He pulled out the core of the greatsword in his hand, poured soul power into it, and threw it like a grenade, while his figure flew backward.
The core emitted a violent fluctuation of soul power, causing all the referees to quickly retreat to avoid being affected by the aftershocks of the explosion.
"Wait!" Wang Yu shouted as he looked at the core emitting violent soul power fluctuations. His eyes narrowed, and his soul power circulated around his body as he prepared to attack.
Ye Nanxiao aimed at the core and launched an attack, blasting out a crimson-gold energy blast.
The hand cannon emitted a plume of black smoke, followed by a metallic cracking sound. The magazine exploded, turning into a pile of fragments.
Wang Yu jumped onto the stage, reached out and grabbed the core that was about to explode. He opened his mouth and spat out a shockwave, trying to forcibly change the trajectory of the crimson-gold energy bullet. As soon as he touched the energy bullet, Wang Yu found that it was extremely hot to the touch. Even with his peak Soul Saint cultivation, he was unable to control it. Helpless, Wang Yu chose to save himself and let the crimson-gold energy bullet bombard Xiao Ye No. 3.
At the same time, his soul power surged forth, and he managed to control the core explosion within a small area using his Soul Saint cultivation.
A dazzling white light appeared, and everyone instinctively closed their eyes. In the chaos, Xiao Ye No. 3 quietly turned into tiny snowflakes and drifted away.
"Huff! Huff!" Wang Yu's body was charred in many places, and he was panting heavily, his eyes constantly searching for Xiao Ye No. 3's figure.
"This time, I won!" Ye Nanxiao shouted.
Attracting Wang Yu's attention, Ye Nanxiao walked to a pile of rubble, bent down and pulled out a piece of clothing that had been reduced to tatters.
Wang Yu recognized the clothes as those worn by Xiao Ye No. 3, who was disguised as Xiao Nanye.
"I accidentally got carried away and I only have one pair of pants left. Do you think we can use them to collect the bounty?" Ye Nanxiao turned to look at Wang Yu and asked.
"Yes, yes!" Wang Yu replied hastily. He had used up ninety percent of his soul power resisting the explosion, and with no Golden Referee present, he was afraid that Ye Nanxiao would be displeased and blow this place up.
When faced with an unknown force, people instinctively don't want to treat it as an enemy.
In addition, Li Yuanren's condition was to defeat Xiao Nanye, which Ye Nanxiao has already achieved.
"Um, just wondering, is Xiao Nanye dead?" Wang Yu straightened his clothes and asked, looking at the shorts in Ye Nanxiao's hand.
"I'm an assassin. Isn't an assassin someone who can kill their target? Are you questioning my professionalism?" Ye Nanxiao waved the dusty shorts in his hand, smiling and revealing a set of bright white teeth.
"Nothing of the sort! I was just asking. Mr. Mu Shiyi is indeed impressive, easily defeating that cunning bastard Xiao Nanye." Wang Yu laughed, then called over a bronze-level referee and ordered the field to be tidied up.
Ye Nanxiao threw off his shorts, looked at the broken hand cannon in his hand, silently removed the part engraved with an orange pattern, and put it into his storage ring.
Following Wang Yu, we entered the arena, to a room that resembled an office.
Wang Yu took a black box out of his storage soul tool and placed it on the only table in the room.
"You're supposed to be a silver-level referee, so why is your office so shabby?" Ye Nanxiao asked, looking at the decorations in the room.
Previously, when I disguised myself as Xiao Nanye, I sneaked into Lao Jin's office in Arena No. 1. It was like a small palace, with luxurious decorations everywhere. Compared to Wang Yu, who was only one level below me, the office was worlds apart.
"Ahem, well, those with gold insignia are not comparable to silver-lettered referees like me. They're practically the guild's honorees. Anyway, this is the reward I promised Mr. Mu Shiyi." A hint of pain flashed across Wang Yu's face as he pushed the box in front of Ye Nanxiao.
Ye Nanxiao simply put the box away without opening it to inspect the goods.
Seeing Ye Nanxiao's actions, a hint of joy flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, and he asked, "Mr. Mu Shiyi, now that you have avenged your great enemy, what are your plans for the future?"
A huge thank you to all the readers who voted for this book! Thank you so much! Thank you so much!!!
Thank you for your votes!
Thank you for watching!
Deer Boy thanks all the readers!
(End of this chapter)