I'm Immortal Speed Pass Supernatural Game

“Cheap tricks…”

“Unworthy to be a son of man!”

The black and white makeup on the King's face had been completely smeared by the sweat flowing like water.

The livid face was mixed with black and white paint.

Making the already fanged zombie face even more hideous.

Strangely, his livid skin also had an abnormal flush.

Making him feel that even raising his hand was much more difficult than usual.

Tear — —

As the players re-encircled him with fierce eyes.

The King tore off the Conqueror's Armor on his body and shredded it.

He began to tremble, naked from the waist up.

At the same time, he used his dark and sharp nails to stab into his body from time to time.

Seeing this, Head Instructor Yu's eyes narrowed.

He shouted loudly: "Don't let him continue! He is using his internal force to force the poison out of his body!"

Bang — —

When Head Instructor Yu shouted the first two words, Wu Wang pulled the trigger of the [Elemental Gun].

Although he didn't know about the so-called internal force.

His skilled medical techniques allowed him to see that every place the King poked with his fingers was an acupoint where the human body could accelerate blood circulation.

Obviously, he was using some method to expel poison.

The intense flame bursting out of the muzzle formed a raging fireball in the air, roaring towards the King with scorching heat even from a distance of nearly ten meters.

Bang — —

Just as everyone felt the high temperature, Wu Wang pulled the trigger again.

A highly compressed air mass formed an incomprehensible invisible bullet.

It caught up with the fireball in front at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

The moment the two came into contact.

A qualitative change occurred between the elements.

The terrifying fireball instantly turned into a golden-red laser-like straight line.

Before everyone could react, it pierced through the King's left scapula, causing his entire left arm to droop down as if paralyzed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —

Immediately following were the paper cranes flying out of the sleeves of the Pageboy standing next to Wu Wang.

Their wings and beaks flickered with a sharp cold light.

The wooden stakes that had fallen on the ground when the camp tent collapsed were silently crushed as they moved forward, which was enough to show their lethality.

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to pierce his eyes in front of the King.

He raised his right hand and waved it casually.

The paper cranes were kneaded into dirty paper balls.

Twisting his neck, the flush on his face had faded for the most part.

The King's eyes became cold.

He looked in the direction of Wu Wang and said slowly: "You should have aimed for the head."

Responding to him was a large number of elemental bullets pouring in.

However, this time.

The King also raised his right hand and shattered the bullets one by one in the air as if swatting flies.

Seeing this, Wu Wang threw the [Elemental Gun] back into his backpack.

He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Please, I'm not Thor from Avengers 4, of course I'm aiming for the head."

In fact, if the King hadn't tilted his body slightly at the moment the bullet was about to hit.

It would definitely have been his head that was pierced.

Don't underestimate the gold content of Wu Wang's 300-meter rifle rapid-fire ten shots and ninety rings.

Why not a hundred rings?

Because the last shot and the previous shot's bullet holes overlapped, and the shooting club owner refused to admit it.

It is said that the boss's surname is He, and his name is Chenguang.

He likes to play with a sniper rifle with a trajectory that is biased to the left.

That shooting club was also found by Wu Wang when he contacted the black market before. Most black market killers like to practice shooting in that kind of place.

Not only that, Wu Wang even took into account the kinetic energy drop when the [Qi Element Bullet] collided with the [Fire Element Bullet].

While propelling the [Fire Element Bullet] forward at high speed.

The [Qi Element Bullet] itself will fall about two meters.

Just aim at a certain vital part of the King.

Wu Wang not only aimed at the big head, but also didn't let go of the small head.

Unfortunately, the opponent's reaction ability was really too heaven-defying.

According to Head Instructor Yu, this guy still has internal strength?

Relying on nerve reflexes to dodge bullets, why doesn't it look like he's practicing martial arts, but like he's cultivating immortality?

“Oh, right, I know the poison in your body hasn’t been completely expelled yet, you’re stalling for time, right?” Wu Wang suddenly said.

The King was startled, his face solemn.

But he saw this kid's mouth slightly raised, and said cheaply: "But I'm also stalling for time, please! Another me!"

In the next second, another Wu Wang suddenly appeared on the King's shadow.

[Tiangang Seven Stars Step]! Clone!

He held a seemingly ordinary machete in his hand.

Behind the blade, however, was hidden a broken sword without a tip.

[Special Effect 1 (Thousands of Threads)]: Using this sword can directly affect the soul regardless of the target's defense, and as long as it hits the target, it will definitely cause damage]

[Special Effect 2 (Fated Person)]: Xiao Chuan locks on to a target and gains three instant movements within two meters around the target in the next ten minutes. Each instant movement consumes 20% of the upper limit of mental power. There is a 10-minute cooldown after three times]

The King felt a sense of foreboding in his heart and was about to dodge sideways.

But his right hand involuntarily raised to slap on the machete.

[100% guaranteed to catch a blade with bare hands]!

However, his left arm had been shattered and could not be raised.

He couldn't put his palms together to catch the blade with only one hand.

He could only watch helplessly as the unremarkable machete slashed at his neck.

In an instant, the King's eyes lost focus.

The whole person became dazed, as if his soul had left his body and he was stunned in place.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the air.

Xiao Xiao and Zi Jin looked up and were shocked to find another Wu Wang descending from the sky.

His palm was aimed at the King's location.

The moment he shook his head and recovered, he happened to hit the top of his head.

Boom — —

Suddenly, a strong impact raised a lot of dust.

The power of this move far exceeded the imagination of other players, and they all looked forward to the scene of the King being slapped to death.

Only that Wu Wang standing next to the Pageboy shook his head.

“Stop watching the show, you guys hurry up too.”

“Don’t let him free up time to force out the poison again.”

Zi Jin immediately plunged into the dust with her copper coin sword in hand. Xiao Xiao patted a few enhancement disposable props on her body and followed closely behind.

The Pageboy flicked his robe and a large number of paper sheets flew out.

He tilted his head and asked Wu Wang: "Really not dead?"

Unexpectedly, the other party shrugged and said: "I don't know, but there's no harm in having smoke, it's always right to go in and make up two knives."

Pageboy: “…”

Damn it, lunatic!

But he still greeted the paper folding in his hand to show various forms and poured into the dust.

He didn't believe that the King would die so easily.

Only Head Instructor Yu, when everyone moved forward, instead took two steps back.

Seeming to be preparing to avoid some great danger.

Wu Wang keenly noticed his abnormality.

His eyes narrowed, and he immediately protected the Pageboy in front of him.

“Overturning Mountains!”

In the next second, a violent shout came from the dust.

Xiao Xiao and Zi Jin, who rushed in, vomited blood and flew out.

The sky full of dust instantly disappeared as if swept by a strong wind.

Revealing the bare-chested, blood-stained, tusk-grown King Xiang standing in the middle, like a wild elephant.

Some kind of pattern was faintly emerging on his skin.

Not only that, these patterns were gradually becoming prominent.

It was like a military armor inlaid on the King's body.

“Overturning Seas!”

The moment the patterned military armor took shape, the King slammed a palm on the ground.

In an instant, the earth began to undulate like waves.

Everyone standing on the ground felt as if their feet were rooted and they couldn't jump up or run.

And there was some kind of severe pain spreading all over the body along the soles of the feet.

“He is shaking his own internal force towards you! Get out of the way! Otherwise, the meridians all over your body will be shattered!” Head Instructor Yu shouted repeatedly.

At this time, he was stepping on the shoulders of several ghost shadows and was separated from the ground by a considerable distance.

The Pageboy trembled even more.

Then it turned into a paper figure and was shattered.

I don't know where the person has flashed to.

Zi Jin and Xiao Xiao, who were far away, also took out various escape props with nervous expressions and began to stay away from the King's location.

Turning to look at Wu Wang.

He was surprised to find that this kid was sitting cross-legged on the guards.

What he was pressing under his butt was one… two… three…

Almost all the guards were stacked together like Jenga.

Wu Wang scratched his butt from time to time while sitting on top, seeming to dislike that the guards' military armor was a bit rough.

As the guards turned into ashes one by one.

The King's skill effect only stopped when there were only three [Twisted Wraiths] left.

"Yu Ji! Come out and face your death!" The King glared menacingly at Yu Ban Zhu.

The latter unhurriedly leaped down from Gui Ying's shoulder.

Instead of answering the King, he turned to Wu Wang and the other players and said, "He has already undergone 'Bingjie' in this form."

"His own being has completely merged with the body of a zombie, unable to reincarnate; even the gods cannot save him."

"Thank you all for your assistance; leave the rest to me."

Having said that, Yu Ban Zhu boldly and unreservedly walked towards the King, opening his arms wide.

His words caused the Bookboy and Wu Wang to narrow their eyes and fall into contemplation.

Which meant that, after the King entered this state,

the [Five Flowers Tune] puppets would no longer be effective against him.

It was as if he had given up the chance of resurrection in order to kill them all here.

This was enough to show the King's determination and murderous intent.

But judging from Yu Ban Zhu's words, he alone could handle the King in this state.

Was he another expert?

"Rest assured, you will not be lonely in the afterlife," the King said, clenching his fists. "Those actors will soon go down to accompany you in another performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and squeezed it towards Yu Ban Zhu's location.

It was as if the air was being compressed.

An invisible pressure squeezed in from all directions.

Clearly, his power had risen to another level.

However, despite the attack being even more violent than before,

Yu Ban Zhu acted as if it were nothing.

He continued to move forward with light and easy steps.

This time, both the King and Wu Wang and the other players were shocked.

How did he do it? Could it be that Yu Ban Zhu had some hidden means?

"Impossible!" King Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "You are just an actor. I have spent so many years with you; what abilities you have are no secret to me!"

Roaring, he once again clenched his right hand into a fist.

In an instant, he disappeared from the spot and arrived in front of Yu Ban Zhu.

An iron fist, capable of shaking mountains, came towards the other's face.

Logically speaking, the next second should have been a scene of a watermelon exploding with a grenade inside, with bright red watermelon juice splattering all over the ground.

But an even stranger scene appeared—

Yu Ban Zhu merely extended a finger.

As slow and gentle as lightly touching the surface of the water, causing ripples without disturbing the fish.

The fingertip touched the King's fist.

And actually stopped it!

"No… No, that's not right!" The King suddenly exclaimed in terror, "Your power hasn't changed at all…"

"It's me… There's something wrong with me! What tricks have you played!"

To this, Yu Ban Zhu simply retracted his finger.

He said helplessly and arrogantly, "That's right, Brother Xiang, as you said."

"We have been together for so many years, have you forgotten how I dealt with the wronged souls of those who descended here in the past?"

"You have always thought that I can subdue the wronged souls?"

"In fact, it is not that. It is that within this Garden of the God of Theater, all souls without self cannot harm me, and their souls can be destroyed with a flick of the finger. This is the grace of the founding master."

Souls without self?

Everyone was stunned.

Only Wu Wang revealed a thoughtful expression.

But the King stubbornly cursed, "I am the King of the Frontier! I am the younger brother of the supreme emperor! How dare you insult me by saying I have lost myself?"

These words gradually made Yu Ban Zhu's eyes become disdainful.

He said coldly, "In life, you feared death and sought medical treatment, becoming obsessed with alchemy and turning into a demon."

"After death, your resentment did not dissipate, and you turned into a zombie, indulging in the art of resurrection."

"Now, you are even willing to completely degenerate into a filthy thing, abandoning your identity as a human."

"With the God of Theater above, in the eyes of the founding master, your soul has already lost itself."

"Brother Xiang, you are not the true Overlord."

"Rest in peace."

Having said that, he patted the other's shoulder.

The tall figure, capable of splitting the earth and breaking mountains, seemed to have been drained of all its strength.

Finally, it crashed to the ground.

It was as if Mount Buzhou had collapsed, causing the surrounding ground to tremble.

An invisible soul emerged from the body of the zombie.

It was the King's face.

He was wailing, roaring.

Disappearing…

Seeing this scene, all the players breathed a sigh of relief.

They finally won.

This dungeon BOSS could not be defeated by force under normal circumstances.

Even with poisoning, sneak attacks, and encirclement.

If it weren't for the kind of mechanism kill that Yu Ban Zhu mentioned,

that 'Bingjie' form would probably have easily crushed everyone to death.

This time, the mechanism monster won against the stat monster.

Thinking of this, their eyes turned to Yu Ban Zhu.

That's right, there was still a mechanism monster here!

Although a few seconds ago he had told everyone that they were on the same front against the King,

now that there was no common enemy, this mechanism monster could also be considered another BOSS in the dungeon!

Thinking of this, the Bookboy's figure flew from a distance on a paper crane.

Landing next to Wu Wang, he said helplessly, "What are your plans next?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Wu Wang pretended to be stupid.

The Bookboy just sighed.

His tone was even more helpless as he waved his hand and raised the white paper flag, saying, "Don't think I'm still in the dark. The moment you appeared, I understood."

"You are the Facemask Troupe Leader who looked for me last night, aren't you? Isn't this situation currently within your plan?"

"With this move, I admit defeat."

Yes, the Bookboy had guessed from the beginning that he had been tricked.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

From the moment the players launched their sneak attack and revealed themselves,

they were bound to fight to the death with the King.

No, to be precise, it was when Yu Ban Zhu attacked the King.

The players had already been pushed to the edge of a cliff with no way out.

They could only choose to help kill the King.

Otherwise, no one would think that they could win his forgiveness from such a furious King.

When the Bookboy immediately realized that Wu Wang didn't care whether his Facemask Troupe Leader identity was exposed or not,

all he wanted was for the players, especially himself,

to go all out to kill the King, without any wishful thinking.

The Bookboy had already lost when he saw through it.

Taking the white flag from his hand, Wu Wang grinned and said, "Don't worry, the show is still ahead. You'll know once you come with me."

Having said that, he quickly came to Yu Ban Zhu's side.

He didn't look at the Troupe Leader, who was wearing a phoenix coronet and cloud cape, dressed as Consort Yu, with a complicated expression.

He just squatted down and lay beside the King's corpse.

Then, he waved to the Bookboy, "Use your treasure for a moment."

"What?" The latter was puzzled.

"The treasure is of course the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade. What else could it be, a little Bookboy? I don't have such interests," Wu Wang said, rolling his eyes.

He couldn't take out the [Xiao Chuan Severed Sword] in front of everyone.

Even if he had used it before, he had hidden it, so as not to be noticed that [Undeparted] and [Yan Shuangying] were the same person.

Although the Bookboy didn't know what he was going to do,

he still folded a better-gripped broadsword and handed it over, "The sharpness is the same."

Wu Wang nodded.

He raised the broadsword and slashed down.

Amidst the stunned fear of the players and Yu Ban Zhu's angry incomprehension,

he quickly dissected the King Xiang's entire skeleton like a butcher dismembering an ox.

"Bastard! Killing the King was my only option! But I will not allow you to insult his corpse like this! This is blasphemy!" Yu Ban Zhu trembled with anger.

As a member of the opera troupe, he valued the so-called rules more than anyone else.

Ironically, he, who was now angry and indignant at seeing the King being dissected,

was also the demon who dismembered the players and pieced them together into puppets.

"As expected… As expected…"

Wu Wang ignored Yu Ban Zhu's anger.

He just stared at the King's skeleton and revealed a knowing smile.

His guess was correct!

The true core secret of this dungeon was here!

King, Yu Ji, Lou Yu, everything that happened that night, including Yu Ban Zhu's so-called grace of the founding master just now,

as well as the players' previous guesses, would all be overturned in the face of the ironclad truth.

Grace? What grace!

Was the King's death too hasty? No, it wasn't hasty at all.

He was supposed to die by your hands, Yu Ban Zhu, and could only die by your hands.