Wang Fatty instantly felt his blood freeze, his entire body stiffening, and he collapsed to the ground.
There happened to be a sharp rock on the ground that pierced into his flesh. The pain jolted him awake, but before he could even stand up, he used both hands and feet to crawl backward while still sitting.
His speed was so remarkable that even Gu Qingfeng secretly marveled at it, feeling it was faster than Wang Fatty's forward running.
Wang Fatty scrambled behind Gu Qingfeng in a flash and stammered, "Lord... Lord Gu, maybe you should handle this instead."
Wang Fatty wasn't stupid. Although these zombies were low-level and he could handle dozens by himself, but hundreds? Even if each just spat once, he'd drown - though of course, zombies don't actually spit.
Gu Qingfeng looked at the dense crowd of zombies before him, a fierce grin appearing at the corner of his mouth. He had been in a foul mood with no way to vent, and now this was like someone offering a pillow when he was sleepy - how thoughtful.
He turned his head slightly, glancing at the pale-faced Xu Fan: "How many villagers were there in Black Water Village?"
Xu Fan answered tremblingly, "There should be... over five hundred."
"Not bad, barely enough for me to blow off some steam."
Gu Qingfeng rotated his neck a couple of times, then gathered strength in his feet.
With a loud bang!
The ground beneath his feet instantly cracked as he launched himself like a cannonball toward the five hundred plus zombies.
That instant felt like he was bowling.
Gu Qingfeng charged into the horde of zombies like a human tank, bulldozing through them. Wherever he passed, zombies fell dead.
He threw out a heavy punch, enhanced by his Diamond Body and Nine Bulls Two Tigers strength technique, creating sonic booms in its wake.
Boom!
A zombie's head exploded from his punch!
"Awesome!"
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of taking out zombies one punch at a time.
Moreover, these zombies were fearless of death, continuing to attack even as their companions were killed.
Gu Qingfeng was quickly surrounded by zombies, countless arms and fangs coming at him. He didn't dodge or evade, instead slightly tensing his muscles, causing a faint golden semi-transparent bell to rise from within his body.
It was the Golden Bell Shield!
Dong!
As the bell sound rang out, nearby zombies were thrown back by the repelling force.
It looked like a movie scene, with zombies flying as if pulled by wire work, some soaring more than five meters high before falling in parabolic arcs.
Gu Qingfeng grew more excited as he fought. He executed a side kick, his waist coiling like a wound spring before suddenly releasing, creating countless leg shadows that tore apart the zombies on his right.
He then reached out with his large hand, gripping a zombie's head like a basketball, and started spinning!
He completely used the zombie as a club, smashing through the horde.
After three rounds of spinning, the zombie in his hand had lost all its limbs, and its head had been squeezed into an irregular shape by Gu Qingfeng's grip.
Nearby, Xu Fan and Wang Fatty had initially wanted to help, but seeing Gu Qingfeng fighting like a demon crawled out from hell, so fierce and terrifying, they didn't dare approach.
They could only stand there dumbfounded, drawing in cold breaths, contributing to global warming in this other world.
As the slaughter continued, Gu Qingfeng's fighting style became increasingly elaborate, even starting to use moves from his gaming days.
Dragon Rising Punch!
An uppercut that brought up fierce winds struck a zombie's chin.
According to Gu Qingfeng's plan, it should have sent the zombie flying, allowing him to leap into the air and follow up with a downward strike - it would have looked really cool.
However, because the punch was too powerful and too fast, the zombie's head simply separated from its body, with skin and muscle tissue hanging from the edges. The ugly head flew into the night sky, spinning continuously before disappearing from sight.
Gu Qingfeng scratched his head, realizing he needed to try a different move.
By now, he had killed at least two hundred zombies, with about two hundred remaining, making the graveyard much less crowded.
Because there were fewer zombies, Gu Qingfeng suddenly noticed three small figures through the gaps in the zombie horde.
They were probably too small and skinny to push their way into the surrounding circle, constantly jumping around the periphery.
Gu Qingfeng grinned when he saw these three small zombies.
"You three little brats, pay back my coins!"
Saying this, he ignored the surrounding zombies and charged forward, stepping over countless severed limbs to reach the three small zombies.
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng grabbed the small zombie with the upright ponytail, took a running start!
He released his grip, letting the small zombie fall with gravity. When it reached his waist level, Gu Qingfeng raised his right leg high behind him, then suddenly unleashed his power.
"Take this!"
Bang!
A powerful kick struck the small zombie, instantly sending it flying like a football into the zombie horde.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Many zombies had their bodies shattered by this sudden impact, exploding into mists of blood!
Then, Gu Qingfeng repeated the same technique with the remaining two small zombies.
By now, only about a hundred zombies remained.
For these remaining zombies, Gu Qingfeng decided not to resolve things violently anymore - he'd had his fill of excitement and wanted to try out the treasures from the Demon Suppression Bureau.
He took out an Evil-dispelling Talisman from his chest, activated it, and threw it at the nearest zombie. Instantly, the talisman burst into dazzling white light.
The white light struck the zombie, immediately destroying it.
"This power is too weak, one talisman can only deal with one zombie?"
Gu Qingfeng complained, then took out a Sun Fire Talisman. He only had two of these, showing they were clearly more precious than the Evil-dispelling Talismans.
Using the same method, he threw the Sun Fire Talisman.
In mid-air, the Sun Fire Talisman suddenly burst into intense flames, like a small sun rising in the night!
The next second, boom!
The small sun exploded!
The towering flames mercilessly devoured the remaining zombies.
This attack instantly killed over fifty zombies!
"Now that's more like it, let's try the Evil-slaying Sword."
He raised the coin sword and slashed at the nearest zombie. When the coin sword touched the zombie, light flickered along the blade, and the zombie was instantly carbonized as if struck by lightning.
"This is decent too."
After testing the weapons, Gu Qingfeng stopped playing around and went back to hand-to-hand combat. One punch at a time, in just two breaths, the remaining dozens of zombies were all destroyed.
At this point, Wang Fatty and the dazed Xu Fan jogged over, their faces full of shock.
"Lord Gu, you're truly incredible! My admiration for you flows like an endless river..."
"Enough flattery, we've only dealt with the corpses, we still haven't found the evil spirits."
"Huh?" Wang Fatty's face instantly turned into a bitter gourd: "My Lord, are we still searching? Why don't we return to report first? These five hundred plus zombies are already a tremendous achievement!"
"I'm not leaving today until I find the one who deceived me."
As they spoke, none of them noticed the pair of blood-red eyes in the depths of the Withered Bone Forest watching Gu Qingfeng with strange delight.
"Hehehe... Such a powerful physical body, and he even cultivates both the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth techniques. The quality of his blood is probably higher than that of ordinary Qi Realm martial artists. This should satisfy the Blood Divine Son's requirements. Now I don't need to waste effort luring high-ranked demon hunters here, this youngster is sufficient!"
As it spoke, another strange fluctuation flashed through those blood-red eyes.
...
As Gu Qingfeng's group was talking, suddenly, his ears twitched and his brows furrowed: "What's that sound?"
Wang Fatty and the dazed Xu Fan also listened carefully, searching for the source of the sound.
Suddenly, Wang Fatty looked toward the area behind Gu Qingfeng, his face dramatically changing!
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
