With quick reflexes, Yang Ming caught Bai Qi in a princess carry.
This successfully avoided the risk of Bai Qi's clothes getting dirty.
After all, at that height, even an ordinary person wouldn't die from a fall, let alone a Spirit Master, especially a third-tier one. He wouldn't even break a skin from the fall.
"Xiaobai, are you alright?" Yang Ming asked with concern.
After the drumbeats faded, Bai Qi felt his body slowly recovering, and he hurriedly broke free from Yang Ming's embrace.
He changed the subject, saying, "There's something wrong with the drumbeat. Just now, when I approached the Drum Tower, the drumbeat started, and all my muscles and bones went out of control. I couldn't control my body at all."
Everyone was instantly horrified. They couldn't control their bodies? How were they supposed to play like this?
The main focus of 123 Wooden Man is quick reflexes and body control.
When the big-headed doll turns around, everyone should remain still. This is a very simple thing, but the drumbeat can suppress people's bodies and make them lose control. Wouldn't that inevitably lead to a violation of the rules?
What happens if you break the rules? Nobody wants to know.
"What do we do now? Why don't we just stand here? That way we won't win, but we won't lose either," Zhao Hao suggested, offering a terrible idea.
"No!" the fat man exclaimed hurriedly. "We can't stand here. Haven't you noticed that the darkness around us is constantly closing in? If we keep standing here, we'll definitely be swallowed up by the chaotic space in the darkness."
Everyone looked around and realized that the darkness around them was slowly and steadily approaching, and would completely engulf them in less than ten minutes.
"Brother Xiu, what do you say? Shall we give it a try?" Yang Ming asked.
The others were also waiting for Fang Xiu to make a decision.
Blackie couldn't help but roll his eyes.
The captain and vice-captain didn't think things through at all; all they did was ask Fang Xiu. I really don't know how you got your positions.
Fang Xiu never disappointed anyone, calmly saying, "You all wait here; I am sufficient on my own."
Everyone immediately felt reassured, as if they had been given a reassuring pill.
Usually, when he disappoints everyone, no one even notices.
People can only ever see his glamorous and successful side, but they can't see the countless times he died in humiliation behind the scenes.
Whoosh!
Fang Xiu's figure blurred into a streak as he ascended the steps of the Drum Tower in full view of everyone.
Thump!
The second drumbeat followed, and an invisible wave spread.
Fang Xiu immediately felt a strange force acting on his entire body, and his bones and muscles began to go out of control.
But his expression remained unchanged. The next second, his black hair instantly transformed into a waterfall of long silver hair, the strands running through his entire body. Like a puppet on strings, he manipulated his body to continue climbing the steps.
He strode across, and in the blink of an eye, he had covered most of the distance.
Fang Xiu's silver hair was nothing new to everyone, but Hei Jiji was somewhat surprised.
Is this some kind of eerie power? Could his hair be something supernatural?
How dare you let something strange become your hair? Aren't you afraid the hair will pierce your brain?
But that silver hair is so flowing!
Seeing this makes Heijiji want to dye his hair silver.
Just then, thud!
The third drumbeat followed.
This time, the drumbeat was louder than the previous two combined.
The invisible, eerie fluctuations grew stronger, even affecting the ghostly creatures, which began to subtly spiral out of control.
Fang Xiu remained expressionless. He raised his right hand and ran his long, slender, white fingers across his face.
Teng!
A strange black flame instantly appeared, transforming into a black flame mask.
It is the original mask.
The black flames on the primordial mask suddenly erupted, completely engulfing Fang Xiu's body.
The firelight flashed and disappeared in an instant, as if teleported, and the black fire appeared behind the big-headed doll.
Once the black flames disappeared, Fang Xiu's figure was revealed.
After the three sounds, a series of snapping sounds rang out from the big-headed doll's neck as it turned its head.
At this point, they had already returned halfway.
Upon seeing this, Fang Xiu immediately raised his left hand, which had the mouth of a gluttonous beast.
Snap!
A large fist was slammed into the back of the other person's head, forcibly pulling their head back in.
Then, bang!
He kicked the big-headed doll directly in the back, knocking it to the ground, and then stepped on it with his right foot.
His actions were so fluid and seamless that everyone was stunned.
However, everyone was already used to Fang Xiu's amazing abilities, so they weren't too shocked. On the contrary, Hei Jiji, who was seeing him for the first time, looked at the proud figure on the high Drum Tower with her beautiful eyes full of shock.
What shocked her was not that Fang Xiu had successfully climbed the Drum Tower, but that he seemed to be able to break the bizarre pattern of murder.
Not only can it break through the limitations of drumbeats, but it can even slap the head back when the big-headed doll turns around?
What Heijiji didn't know was that the so-called bizarre killing patterns were nothing but a joke when faced with higher-level bizarre phenomena.
The strong make the rules, and the weak abide by them.
Neither the Primordial One nor the Taotie are beings that a big-headed doll can resist.
The reason I lost to my wife before was because her strength clearly exceeded the S-class bizarre category. Although the Big-Headed Doll's ability was peculiar, it was nothing special.
Fang Xiu looked at the big-headed doll he was stepping on. The Taotie mouth on his left hand had already revealed its white teeth, and even drool was faintly dripping from it.
Just as he was about to place his hand on the giant doll's head, click, click...
The sound of wood breaking kept coming. A woody color appeared on the big-headed doll's body, and then it broke into pieces, with its torso and head turning into pieces of wood.
Fang Xiu frowned immediately, and the gluttonous mouth closed instantly, losing its appetite.
Did the eerie creature escape? Is the big-headed doll just a shell?
As he pondered, another strange event occurred. The drum, which was taller than a person, suddenly emitted a blinding white light, forming a constantly rotating white hole.
It was all white inside, and I couldn't see anything.
"Fatty, come over here and sense what's behind that."
"Okay, Brother Xiu."
The fat man took two steps in three and quickly ran up the Drum Tower to the White Cave, where he carefully sensed its presence.
A moment later, a look of joy appeared on his face: "Brother Hugh, if I'm not mistaken, there's a way out behind the white hole! This is a spatial passage, the way to leave this hellish place."
Fang Xiu seemed to be deep in thought. Could he leave after dealing with the big-headed doll?
What are the next few stops?
This doesn't seem like a ghost realm. How could a ghost realm leave such a way out? It's more like a trial.
It's like passing through levels. After passing the first level, you can choose to leave or continue to the next level.
"Go back and get on the train."
The fat man was stunned for a moment: "Brother Xiu, the way out is right in front of us, why go back?"
Before Fang Xiu could speak, Zhao Hao spoke up for him.
"You don't know anything. Hugh has definitely seen the future. Hurry up and get on the bus."
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