boom!
Yang Ming was instantly sent flying, and the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.
"You dare to smoke in front of me? You really don't respect me at all!" Ma Xingbang coldly scanned the crowd.
"Damn it! My Hua Zi! That was the last one!" Yang Ming emerged from the ruins again, completely unharmed thanks to the Corpse-Suppressing Pearl.
Enraged, he drew the short knife from his waist and charged straight at Ma Xingbang.
Bai Qi also made a move at the same time, and the three of them instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
Now all that's missing is Fang Xiu, so we can have the Three Heroes fighting Lü Bu.
However, Fang Xiu did not participate in the battle, but instead carefully examined the masks.
Ma Xingbang's bizarre behavior surprised him; he didn't believe Ma Xingbang's mask was necessarily real.
According to the dean's calculations, he had gone through so much trouble to make so many arrangements, how could he possibly let someone else steal his destiny in the end?
Moreover, Ma Xingbang was clearly not in the right state at this time. He was too excited and had become somewhat manic. Although his strength had increased significantly, it was still not strong enough.
Is this all there is to the original mask?
Perhaps this is the negative consequence of wearing the wrong mask?
"Brother Xiu, come quick and help! This bastard's got some serious skills, he's on drugs!" Yang Ming shouted.
Fang Xiu glanced at the battle and saw that Ma Xingbang was suppressing the two men, but he did not choose to join the fight.
Actually, dealing with Ma Xingbang is quite simple. Just commit suicide and restart the game, then kill him before he gets the mask.
But Fang Xiu had no intention of committing suicide.
Because not just anyone can make him die and rewind.
It's just Ma Xingbang, it's not that serious.
"You guys keep fighting, I'll wander around."
As he spoke, Fang Xiu actually started wandering around.
He first went back the way he came, only to find that the entrance he came from had somehow been blocked by a transparent light barrier, like an invisible wall, making it impossible to leave.
Is it completely blocked?
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered, and he had a vague guess in his heart.
The dean's purpose was clear: Yang Ming would not be able to leave without obtaining the Primal.
How can the dean guarantee that Yang Ming will definitely be able to obtain the Original?
Although Destiny can guarantee that Yang Ming can accurately select the Primal from among thousands of masks, don't forget that Destiny resists the transformation into the bizarre.
There is a possibility that fate will not allow Yang Ming to make the right choice.
The dean couldn't possibly have overlooked this situation. So, how can we guarantee that Yang Ming will get the Original Mask 100% of the time, and that the same thing that happened to Ma Xingbang won't happen again?
That leaves only one possibility... all the masks are real.
To be precise, these thousands of masks are all part of the original; together they form the true original.
Only in this way can Yang Ming make the right choice no matter what he chooses, and he won't be afraid of others snatching his mask. Even if a hundred people come in, there will be enough for everyone to have a mask.
Now there's only one problem left: how to combine thousands of masks into one.
Perhaps we'll only know once we put on the mask.
Having figured everything out, Fang Xiu returned to the location of the mask.
At this moment, Yang Ming was struggling to hold on, while Bai Qi seemed to be seriously injured, lying on the side with a ferocious and painful expression.
This situation was expected. Although Bai Qi's ability is extreme speed, giving him an overwhelming advantage against opponents of the same level, he can basically kill them instantly if he strikes first.
However, his weaknesses are equally obvious. Once he encounters someone with high defense or someone who can limit his speed, his effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
Ma Xingbang's gravity-based technique is a great victory for Bai Qi.
Under immense pressure, Bai Qi's speed decreased sharply.
Moreover, Ma Xingbang is not weak. Although he only uses second-tier abilities, he has a large number of them, and his strength becomes even stronger after becoming bizarre.
In other words, Yang Ming was able to barely hold on thanks to the Corpse-Suppressing Pearl.
However, the Corpse-Suppressing Pearl is not invincible. At this time, Yang Ming's body has already developed lividity. If this continues for a long time, he will completely turn into a corpse.
In the heat of battle, there was simply no time for him to take out the jar of corpse fluid and dissolve the corpse transformation.
Seeing that Yang Ming could still hold on for a while, Fang Xiu walked towards the masks, preparing to pick one up and put it on himself, when suddenly...
boom!
With a deafening roar, a huge rock fell from the top and slammed down on him.
He remained expressionless, casually raising his right hand to brace against the rock with his bare flesh.
Bang!
He smashed the rock with a single punch, turning it into countless fragments that flew everywhere.
His body, strengthened by a strange power, was already comparable to steel.
At this moment, Ma Xingbang actually blasted Yang Ming away and rushed towards Fang Xiu like a ghost.
Are you saying I can't touch the mask?
Fang Xiu remained calm, and with a flick of his right hand, a scalpel appeared in his hand, flashing silver light as it stabbed towards Ma Xingbang's neck like a venomous snake.
A sinister smile crept across Ma Xingbang's lips as he made no attempt to defend himself, and Fang Xiu did the same.
Completely ignoring the opponent's incoming fist, it seemed they were willing to trade blows.
"Hugh! Get out of the way! This bastard copied your ability; he can inject his own pain into your body!"
Fang Xiu remained unmoved.
The next second, Fang Xiu's scalpel pierced Ma Xingbang's neck, while Ma Xingbang's fist struck Fang Xiu's chest.
However, both of them were slightly taken aback.
Fang Xiu discovered that the terrifying black energy swirling around Ma Xingbang had transformed into ferocious little snakes that coiled around his arm, blocking the attack.
To Ma Xingbang's astonishment, Fang Xiu endured his lifelong suffering without flinching, his expression remaining completely unchanged.
The two retreated simultaneously, creating distance between themselves.
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