Chapter 258 I'm going to fight a fifth-tier opponent!



Luo Qingxin quickly followed Fang Xiu's footsteps.

At this moment, Xiao Chuxia, who had been hiding to the side, also ran out and followed closely behind.

Unlike Fang Xiu, who dared to interfere in a fourth-tier battle as a third-tier cultivator, she naturally stayed as far away as possible.

Soon, the group arrived at another battlefield.

Li Xiaoru battles the Ace of Clubs.

The battlefield where the two fought has been completely transformed into an ancient battlefield, where tens of thousands of troops are clashing amidst the endless strife of the domain.

The army was besieging only one person, the one who was holding a table and drinking wildly with the Ace of Clubs.

Strangely, all the soldiers near A of Clubs staggered and fell, some even losing their senses, unable to distinguish friend from foe, and turning to attack other soldiers.

The hot-tempered Li Xiaoru had already charged forward with his halberd and was locked in battle with Club A.

Despite having no weapon and seemingly being too drunk to stand, Ace of Clubs always manages to dodge Li Xiaoru's attacks from unbelievable angles.

It looks like someone is practicing drunken boxing.

"Hahaha... Good wine! Burp!" Club A roared to the sky, his unrestrained and carefree demeanor completely at odds with the brutal battlefield.

Fang Xiu looked at the drunk Ace of Clubs and nodded to himself.

Plum blossom A, can survive.

He couldn't possibly kill all the members of the poker organization, since they were all future subordinates.

So he kept looking for someone to kill and someone to spare.

Club A is a good candidate, not for any other reason than that Club A is a drunkard.

Never expect an alcoholic to stay sober.

It's much easier to fool a drunkard than to fool other players.

"I'll go help Li Xiaoru!" Luo Qingxin was about to make a move, but Fang Xiu stopped her.

"You don't need to lift a finger. Conserve your strength; the real battle is yet to come."

After saying that, Fang Xiu walked straight toward the battlefield.

Li Xiaoru frowned: "Fang Xiu, didn't you leave with Xiao Zhenhua? What are you doing back here? Did something happen?"

"Huh? Luo Qingxin, what brings you here too?"

"Ask the questions later, now listen to my instructions," Fang Xiu interrupted Li Xiaoru.

At this moment, Luo Qingxin hurriedly said, "Follow Fang Xiu's command! I just defeated the Ace of Diamonds because of his foresight!"

Li Xiaoru's expression immediately sharpened, and he nodded, knowing full well that there was no time for idle talk during a battle.

"Attack his lower body."

Following Fang Xiu's command, Li Xiaoru did not hesitate at all, and swept his halberd across the ground towards the lower part of the club.

Clubs Ace disregarded his image and dodged the attack with a simple roll.

Fang Xiu continued speaking without pause.

"Left rib area, throat, right leg, left arm..."

A miraculous scene unfolded: under Fang Xiu's command, Li Xiaoru seemed to have divine assistance, always anticipating the enemy's moves and constantly attacking the weaknesses of the Ace of Clubs.

The Drunken Fist, which was originally unpredictable and had no rules, was completely seen through.

The halberd left more and more wounds on his body.

Ace of Clubs looked horrified and stared at Fang Xiu in disbelief, his drunkenness almost completely gone.

He knew very well that if things continued like this, he would surely die.

Whoosh!

Li Xiaoru swung his halberd in a crescent shape, and under Fang Xiu's command, he directly severed the right arm of Club A.

Bang!

The table in Ace of Clubs' hand fell to the ground with a thud and shattered into pieces.

"Ah!! My platform!!"

Club A let out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with the scattered pieces of the table, not even glancing at his right arm.

After all, a right arm can grow back, but losing the table is like losing a bottle of wine!

"Hahaha... That's great! That's fucking great!" Li Xiaoru laughed heartily.

He was extremely frustrated after fighting with Club A for half a day. His opponent's drunken fist was completely unpredictable and had no pattern. It was like a slippery eel, impossible to hit.

The key point is that Ace of Clubs never fights head-on; he just stalls for time, occasionally taking a sip of wine and reciting a poem.

This infuriated Li Xiaoru. He hated the other party's slipperiness and even more so, he hated that the other party was more cultured than him and recited many poems that he had never even heard of.

Li Xiaoru hates two kinds of people the most in his life: those who flaunt their culture in front of him, and those who don't allow him to flaunt his culture.

Clubs Ace has all of them.

Having succeeded with a single blow, Li Xiaoru pressed his advantage, leaving Club A in a particularly sorry state.

At this moment, Fang Xiu suddenly said, "Ace of Clubs, don't struggle in vain. Running away is your best option now."

Club A's face darkened: "In my dictionary, there is only dying in battle, not desertion!"

He didn't run away after all; even in danger, he continued to fight.

Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out again: "Once you die, you will never be able to drink the precious wine stored in cellar number 28 of the Royal Winery again."

Upon hearing this, Club A's expression changed drastically. He threw a punch that struck the halberd, and the recoil propelled him backward.

They retreated directly to a distance of over 100 meters.

He clasped his remaining left arm in a fist salute and solemnly said, "Farewell!"

After saying that, Club A turned and ran straight to the Royal Winery.

Li Xiaoru roared, "You scoundrel, don't run away!"

He was about to give chase, but Fang Xiu stopped him.

"Ignore him, the most important thing right now is the Joker."

Li Xiaoru was clearly a bit tipsy, probably because he had inhaled too much alcohol; his face was red and his neck was thick.

Although he was a fourth-tier powerhouse and not subject to the control of the Ace of Clubs' ability, he was still not entirely unaffected, and his condition was as if he had drunk two kilograms of liquor.

"Joker will be dealt with by that kid Fang Moli. With the Xuanyuan Sword around, Joker won't be able to cause any trouble."

"What if the Joker is a fifth-tier character?"

"Fifth rank!?"

Li Xiaoru and Luo Qingxin were both shocked.

"How could he possibly be a fifth-tier cultivator?! The strongest at this stage is only a fourth-tier cultivator!" Luo Qingxin's pretty face was filled with shock.

"So what if it's fifth rank! I'll fight fifth rank!" Li Xiaoru suddenly exclaimed with boundless pride.

"Come on, let's go find the other team leaders."

Led by Fang Xiu, the group quickly found Xiong Tianguang, who was playing against the Ace of Hearts.

At this moment, Xiong Tianguang was in a very miserable state, with several deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body.

Moreover, the battle scene was quite bizarre, with the sky and the earth upside down, and Xiong Tianguang standing on the ground in the sky with his head down.

"Don't come any closer! His domain is an inverted world! Anyone who enters this domain will have their upside down, left and right reversed!" Xiong Tianguang roared, stopping everyone from approaching.

Only then did everyone understand why Xiong Tianguang, despite his considerable strength, had ended up in such a miserable state.

In terms of versatility, Xiong Tianguang is definitely the most versatile, after all, he has many heroes in the game and can deal with all kinds of complex situations.

But this is the only situation he can't handle.

It's like playing a video game where everything is reversed. You control your character to move forward, but the other person moves backward; you attack to the left, but the other person attacks to the right. Even if you're a master player, you'll still get crushed by a bronze player.

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