Chapter 274: The Mad Fight
Chapter 274: The Mad Fight
Gao Qiu and Lu Shiqi's muscles tensed up involuntarily.
As third-limit combatants, they were not in their prime condition, though they couldn't be considered heavily injured.
Facing a well-prepared, weapon-wielding opponent of the same limit, even together, they might not stand a chance.
As for the spectators in the outer area of the combat arena, they slowly retreated, moving away from the center to avoid provoking the mysterious intruder.
Regardless, this had nothing to do with them. From the intruder's demeanor, he seemed to be a third-limit fighter as well. If the three of them were to engage, the spectators wouldn't have a moment to react.
Gong Zhanyi was among the crowd, slowly backing towards the entrance under the cover of the administrator and two escorts. He fixed his gaze on Wei Wusheng's back, thinking that if it weren't for the Gong Clan's capture team being prohibited from entering the arena, he could have captured this man right now. But there would be another opportunity as soon as the door opened...
At that moment, Wei Wusheng turned his head slightly and spoke, "Gong Zhanyi, I know you're here, and I know you're looking for me."
Gong Zhanyi's face twitched slightly, but he stopped retreating. Instead, he stared ahead, his voice steady as he asked, "Wei Wusheng, did you take the item?"
Wei Wusheng replied, "If you're referring to what Xiong Jian Yi gave me the other day, yes, I took it. Do you want it back? I'm afraid you'll never have that chance."
Gong Zhanyi's fingers trembled slightly, but he maintained his composure, "What are you trying to do? Kill me here?"
"Not just you, but everyone here."
Wei Wusheng spoke as if it were a casual matter, causing the fighters present to change their expressions.
After saying this, he turned to look at Gao Qiu and Lu Shiqi.
"You have five minutes to prepare. After that, I will initiate an attack. Either you kill me, or I'll take you down."
Gao and Lu's expressions turned solemn, not questioning his motives.
Fighters pursue different paths, sometimes seeking higher levels of combat, and sometimes driven by personal beliefs, leading them to do seemingly crazy things that ordinary people can't comprehend.
Gao Qiu bent down, sniffed, and walked a few steps outside. He reached into the water and pulled out a bloody piece of flesh, devouring it.
It was his own flesh, including bone fragments. He picked up each piece, chewed, and swallowed them, and as he did, his wounds began to squirm and contract, and his mental state gradually recovered.
Lu Shiqi reached into his abdomen and pulled out his small intestine.
It was an implant intestine. He had previously ingested a type of indigestible silk fiber that, when combined with the intestine, formed a whip-like resilience. It could be used as a weapon in critical moments, but it had been cut in half by Gao Qiu's sharp nails, so now it was two three-meter-long intestine whips.
Wei Wusheng didn't interfere. He had given them five minutes, and he wouldn't act during that time.
Lu Shiqi licked his palm and wiped it across his wound. Through the implant gland under his jaw, he could secrete a biological gel through his saliva to accelerate the repair of damaged tissues. Though not as fast as brain stimulation repair, it didn't require additional physical strength or energy.
They prepared themselves while the other fighters in the arena had mixed expressions. They had wanted to retreat further to stay out of harm's way, but they couldn't take Wei Wusheng's words as a joke.
However, they knew better than to charge at this man right now. Even with performance-enhancing drugs, they didn't stand a chance against a third-limit fighter.
So, they could only wait, waiting for an opportunity when Wei Wusheng engaged the other two.
Their plan was sound, but after just over a minute, something seemed to affect most of the people in the arena. Their eyes began to redden and swell, their breathing became rapid, and they felt a raging desire to destroy everything in sight.
Chen Chuan and his three companions stood in a separate circle, not mingling with the others. He noticed the strange changes occurring in Tan Zhi and his two companions.
The three of them also realized something was wrong and moved further apart from each other, but the manic feeling intensified, a desire to unleash something uncontrollable, their faces unconsciously flushing.
Chen Chuan glanced at his Second Self, and it showed signs of virtualization, indicating that something special was assaulting them.
In the main cabin of the cruise ship, Sun Xuelang was in communication with a company representative, who spoke sternly, "The company is aware of this incident. Sun, as the on-site supervisor, do you have any suggestions?"
Sun Xuelang replied, "The 'Multi-Eyed' project must be kept secret. To lead other companies in the next era, we must make significant progress in these projects."
"Then how do you plan to conceal the situation? I remind you that even if you eliminate everyone and blame Wei Wusheng, the company's secrets will still be exposed during the subsequent investigation."
Sun Xuelang said, "I don't intend to do that. Such an action would severely damage the company's reputation. Fortunately, there is a modified Crimson Sea Worm on-site, and the manic toxin it secretes is similar to the field influence of the 'Multi-Eyed' project. We originally prepared it as an entertainment item for the show. Afterward, we can use this as an explanation.
I've ordered the security team to inject a calming agent, but as it's an immature drug, it will take effect within five to ten minutes, allowing them to enter and rescue the people inside."
"Why not let the ship's security advisor handle this?"
"I don't believe the Multi-Eye Field will affect the Third Limit Fighters in a short time."
Senior Sun added, "There are still some unidentified individuals on the cruise ship. I'm not sure if this is a premeditated incident, but I must ensure the safety of the other tourists."
"Secretary Sun, I've recorded your answer and will present it to the company's board. I hope you can handle this matter and minimize its impact."
Senior Sun assured, "I will. Please convey to the company that I am the person in charge this time. If there are any consequences, I will take personal responsibility, and it has nothing to do with other company staff."
"Secretary Sun, I will convey your message truthfully."
After the call ended, Senior Sun instructed, "Have the security team, who have been administered the calming agent, quickly head to the Combat Deck. Ask the two security advisors to inform all tourists that the company is searching for intruders on the ship. Tell them to stay in their cabins and not venture out unnecessarily, or they will bear the consequences."
"Yes, sir!"
Back in the combat arena, another minute passed, and a frenzied atmosphere spread among all the fighters. Many had red eyes, staring intently at each other, as if they were about to lose control of their emotions.
After a while, an explosive roar erupted near the door, and finally, someone couldn't hold back and lashed out at the person beside them. This was like a spark falling into a barrel of gunpowder, igniting the entire arena. Everyone roared and started fighting with those around them.
In the corner where Chen Chuan and the others stood, Pan Xiaode's eyes turned red, and he charged towards Chen Chuan. Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Pan, is this how you want to practice?"
Chen Chuan raised his hand, and with immense strength, he immediately disrupted Pan Xiaode's balance. Then, with a casual swing of his saber, he struck the side of Pan Xiaode's neck, causing him to pass out instantly.
At that moment, Chen Chuan took a half-step back, avoiding Qi Huixin's kick. With lightning-fast reflexes, he kicked her neck, and she, too, fell without a sound.
Chen Chuan turned to look at Tan Zhi, only to find that the latter had already punched him once before fully unleashing his power, causing Tan Zhi to sprawl on the ground.
Surprised, Chen Chuan realized that this was actually a good choice. Tan Zhi had some quick wit, as those people wouldn't be interested in someone lying down, and it was better to take a punch than to be beaten up by others.
Chen Chuan turned to look at the chaotic crowd, who had completely lost their senses. He glanced up at the arena above, thought for a moment, and then headed towards the people at the back.
Up in the arena, Wei Wusheng looked up and said, "Five minutes."
As he spoke, he suddenly lunged forward, charging towards Gao Qiu, who was the closest. Then, with a simple punch, he unleashed his power.
Gao Qiu, intending to block the punch and create an opening for Lu Shiqi behind him, believed that Lu Shiqi would understand his intention.
However, facing Wei Wusheng's powerful punch, Gao Qiu suddenly felt an overwhelming force and realized he might not be able to block it. So, he quickly changed his strategy and dodged.
Lu Shiqi knew he couldn't let Gao Qiu face Wei Wusheng alone, so he stepped forward, whipping his intestine whip towards Wei Wusheng. Wei Wusheng's body suddenly stopped, and he grabbed the whip, wrapping it around his hand twice.
As he did this, Gao Qiu saw an opportunity. His retreating body seemed to be pushed forward, and he darted out, aiming a palm strike at Wei Wusheng's spine.
Wei Wusheng slightly shifted his body, allowing the palm to stab into his spine. Gao Qiu's hand, which could easily tear open Lu Shiqi's chest, only penetrated a few inches before being firmly clamped by Wei Wusheng's thick muscles, unable to break free. Gao Qiu's face changed, "Cross-trained Strength?"
Then, he saw Wei Wusheng spin powerfully, sending Gao Qiu flying forward. Gao Qiu quickly adjusted his posture, curling his feet like an eagle ready to pounce.
At that moment, a large hand reached out, brutally breaking Gao Qiu's remaining block and grabbing his face. The hand then pressed down forcefully, slamming Gao Qiu to the ground, causing the entire arena to shake.
With a snap, Wei Wusheng, as he was about to strike, had his other hand, holding the intestine whip, pulled, momentarily interrupting his force. Simultaneously, another intestine whip lashed at his body, tearing through his clothes and flesh on his shoulder and back, but only causing superficial damage.
Wei Wusheng looked up, pulling the intestine whip back towards himself. Lu Shiqi released some of the whip, and as the force pulled his body to the side, he swung his other hand, instantly forming several loops of the whip around Wei Wusheng's body. All he needed to do now was to pull the whip tight to bind Wei Wusheng.
But at that moment, a hammer was suddenly thrown at Wei Wusheng's head. Wei Wusheng had to dodge, losing an arm in the process. As he spun, he saw a fist coming right at him.
He barely managed to avoid a direct hit but was still struck on the shoulder. With a crack of breaking bones, his body flew sideways, skidding along the ground until it slammed into the wall and came to a stop. He lay there, clearly having lost his fighting ability.
Wei Wusheng stood up and said, "I said, only one person will leave this arena standing."
He bent down to pick up the hammer's handle, intending to stand up. At that moment, he sensed something and clenched a stone in his hand. Turning around, he saw a figure holding a sword walking towards him.
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