"Besides sheer luck, I also have a magical artifact."
Yang Ming scrambled to his feet, his cheeks bulging. Surprisingly, the bloodstains on his neck had disappeared, and the wound had healed completely.
"You really won't die so easily." Bai Qi was only slightly surprised, but quickly regained his wicked and arrogant demeanor: "That's more interesting."
He looked into Yang Ming's mouth and saw that the other man was holding a black bead that emitted a strange fluctuation.
"Oh? A healing artifact? I'd like to see how many more times you can heal."
After saying that, Bai Qi was about to make another move, but Yang Ming quickly stopped him, mumbling with the bead in his mouth, "Wait a minute, let me have a smoke first."
Then, Yang Ming actually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"Phew!" He let out a long breath and looked at Bai Qi, whose face was getting darker and darker, and explained, "Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to disrespect you at all. It's just that the corpse-suppressing bead in my mouth smelled too bad. It was dug out of a corpse's mouth, so I used the smell of smoke to mask it."
"Die!" Bai Qi roared, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Yang Ming, and the dark gold short knife in his hand slashed down fiercely.
Startled, Yang Ming dropped his cigarette and quickly raised his knife to defend himself.
The two sides clashed again, but it was clear that even though Yang Ming was wearing embroidered shoes, he was still a step slower than Bai Qi and was constantly on the defensive.
Before long, several more wounds appeared on his body, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Bai Qi frowned: "I don't believe that there are any magical artifacts in this world without side effects."
He attacked wildly, but Yang Ming seemed immortal, no matter how he was slashed, he couldn't be killed.
Bai Qi was momentarily devastated. He couldn't believe that even after advancing to the third rank, he still couldn't defeat Yang Ming. This was the power he had gained by falling into darkness.
His state seemed very unstable. He had just fallen into self-doubt when his charming and arrogant aura was about to dissipate, as if he was about to revert to his previous cold and domineering CEO state.
Just then, Nightmare appeared, perched high on the rooftop, looking down at everyone.
"Bai Qi, keep attacking. His Corpse-Suppressing Pearl can ignore damage, but if he doesn't spit it out within five minutes, he will turn into a corpse."
After hearing Nightmare's words, Bai Qi immediately regained his composure and gave a wicked smile: "I see, then..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Ming suddenly pulled out a broken ceramic jar filled with putrid bodily fluids.
Tons, tons, tons...
"vomit!"
"Sure enough, no matter how many times I drink the corpse-dissolving water produced by this corpse-water jar, I can't get used to it. However, it can delay the time it takes to turn into a corpse, so I have to drink it even though it tastes bad."
Yang Ming seemed to be deliberately trying to provoke Bai Qi and Nightmare, and then he began to explain.
Bai Qi: "......"
nightmare:"......"
"Damn it! How many ghost artifacts do you have?!" Bai Qi suddenly felt like he was about to be deformed with jealousy, because he didn't have a single ghost artifact.
It's not that I'm not strong enough, it's just that after meeting Yang Ming, I always feel like my luck is being sucked away by him, and I can't encounter any strange artifacts at all.
"Guess?" Yang Ming blinked.
Upon seeing this scene, not only was Bai Qi speechless, but Fang Xiu was also somewhat speechless.
Is this destiny? Others risk their lives and might not even get a single magical artifact, but Yang Ming pulled out three directly, and the key is that they can be used together.
"Damn it!" Bai Qi roared furiously, "You're using three strange artifacts at the same time! I'll see when you lose control of your spirit!"
Yang Ming scratched his head sheepishly: "It's quite a coincidence. These strange artifacts all spread eerie power to corrupt my mind at the same time, but somehow, a slight balance was formed, which canceled them out."
Bai Qi: "......."
He was so angry that he didn't say a word and launched a frenzied attack on Yang Ming.
Yang Ming was forced to retreat steadily, but he couldn't be killed. The two were locked in a stalemate, and the life-or-death battle turned into a war of attrition, with the outcome depending on whose spiritual energy was exhausted first.
While the two were locked in fierce combat, Nightmare set his sights on Fang Xiu.
Even with most of its fear power weakened, Nightmare still looked confident of victory.
Looking down at Fang Xiu from its high position, it said, "Fang Xiu, can you foresee the future? Then have you seen your own future?"
"I see that you will die in the most miserable way in the future."
"Hahaha..." Nightmare laughed wildly: "It seems your precognitive ability isn't very accurate. If you think you can turn the tables with Yang Ming, you're sorely mistaken. Bai Qi is my most outstanding creation. I've spent a lot of energy these past few days cultivating him to the third rank, and he's even at the third rank with 45% of his spirituality activated!"
A war of attrition? Yang Ming is no match for him!
"Is that so?" Fang Xiu sneered, then turned to Bai Qi and said, "Bai Qi, the reason you lost the captain's battle back then was not because you had an upset stomach, but because Yang Ming gave you a laxative the day before."
Bai Qi, who was in the middle of the battle, froze instantly, then his face turned furious: "What did you say?! Yang Ming, you despicable scoundrel! I knew it! How could a second-tier Spirit Master like me possibly have an upset stomach!"
Bai Qi attacked even more fiercely, launching a frenzied assault without regard for his own resources.
Yang Ming was also filled with shock and anger: "Fang Xiu! You traitor, you promised you wouldn't tell anyone!!"
Upon seeing this, Nightmare's face immediately darkened, and he hurriedly said, "Bai Qi, conserve your spiritual energy. Fang Xiu is deliberately provoking you."
However, Fang Xiu then said, "There's one more thing. Although you were holding on very hard during the battle, everyone present was a Spirit Master and they already knew what was going on."
These words exploded in Bai Qi's mind like a nuclear bomb.
His expression instantly became more dramatic than a Sichuan opera face-changing act, alternating between green and white, and one could feel the terrifying rage emanating from Bai Qi even from a distance.
"Yang! Ming!! I will kill you!!"
Bai Qi completely lost his mind, his eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his face bulged. He used all his strength to attack Yang Ming, completely forgetting to conserve his spiritual energy and that Yang Ming was unkillable in his current state.
Nightmare was completely dumbfounded by what he saw; he had no control over Bai Qi's current state.
In fact, Bai Qi had not yet been transformed into a demon slave, because once a demon slave becomes a demon slave, one cannot grow spirituality. Nightmare was reluctant to part with such a promising talent, so he only diverted a portion of his power into Bai Qi's body to stimulate his negative emotions, thereby leading him to fall.
Furthermore, this process of degeneration is not yet complete, which is why Bai Qi has not been seen before. But now that Yang Ming and Fang Xiu have come knocking on the door, Nightmare has no choice but to let the half-finished Bai Qi go first.
"Look what you've done!" Nightmare glared angrily at Fang Xiu.
"All of you, charge!"
At Nightmare's command, three figures descended from the sky; they were none other than the three Spirit Masters and their enslaved servants from before.
In an instant, the three second-tier spirit masters formed a triangle and surrounded Fang Xiu.
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