Chapter 231: Slide Shovel Meets Lightning? Let Me Show You a Big Firework!

The foul wind whistles, Death is right on the face!

The dozen or so rust‑stained blades on Wan Ren Shi Nu's chest instantly spread open.

Like a beast trap, it intends to give this clueless human a passionate embrace of death!

If they close, Wang Dongfeng will turn into chunks of meat mush.

Sss!

Wang Dongfeng's pupils contract sharply.

Retreat? Certain death!

Then… go all‑in!

Wang Dongfeng's eyes flash with fierce resolve; instead of retreating, they press forward.

Both legs kick the floor tiles apart, and the whole body instantly shrinks by half!

It's not a retreat.

It's a Slide Shovel!

A… life‑risking, ultimate‑tactic Slide Shovel!

Wan Ren Shi Nu clearly didn't expect this two‑legged goat‑like creature to be so reckless, and instinctively tried to close its legs to block.

But… too late!

At the moment Wang Dongfeng slides beneath the monster's hips, the core strength in the waist and abdomen erupts instantly.

The whole body springs like a maximally compressed spring, violently rebounding against inertia.

The spine buckles under the load, cracking loudly.

But now, Wang Dongfeng can't worry about that!

In the split second the bodies intersect.

Wang Dongfeng reverses grip on the vibrating tactical dagger, aiming at the gray‑white rotting flesh under the monster's armpit.

"Damn you, old man!"

Pfft—!

The feel is slick and disgusting, like cutting into a long‑aged moldy cheese with a hot knife!

No resistance at all; the blade goes straight through without a hilt!

"Roar—!!!"

A chilling wail erupts, the sound wave shattering Wang Dongfeng's eardrums into bleeding.

Wan Ren Shi Nu's massive body freezes instantly, convulsing wildly.

That's its weak spot!

An absolute vulnerability!

But that's not enough!

This slash still won't take its life!

"Not over yet! Scum!!"

Wang Dongfeng roars, his features twisted ferociously.

He grips the hilt with both hands, using the last ounce of his strength, and, leveraging the body's downward gravity, pulls sideways with a fierce yank!

Screech—!

The gash bursts open!

Viscous, foul‑smelling black blood spews out, instantly drenching Wang Dongfeng into a blood‑soaked man.

"Yo! That's kind of my style!"

Su Ming's eyes light up, a grin unable to be hidden.

Right at that second.

Wang Dongfeng slides his left hand into his tactical vest and pulls out a high‑explosive grenade.

He pulls the pin, and, following the huge gash, thrusts it hard into the monster's still‑wiggling flesh!

The motion is smooth, executed in one breath!

"Here! Have a big one!!"

Having done all that, Wang Dongfeng delivers a hard kick to the monster's rib.

He uses the force to flip outward, rolling and crawling toward a broken stone tablet a few meters away.

"Blast you, you turtle‑son!"

Three seconds later.

Boom—!!!

A muffled boom emanates from within the monster.

Like a balloon packed with nails and rotten meat, violently burst from within.

Blood‑flesh fireworks explode on the spot!

Countless rusted broken swords and metal shards, wrapped with shredded meat, spray outward.

Like a downpour of metal rain!

Wan Ren Shi Nu's towering three‑meter‑plus body collapses with a roar, turning into piles of rotting flesh still hissing black smoke.

"Huh… Huh… Huh…"

Wang Dongfeng, drenched in blood, collapses behind the stone tablet, gulping the blood‑scented air greedily.

【9】 He looks as disheveled as a refugee crawling out of a collapsed coal pit.

【10】 But he survived, and he won.

He was as disheveled as a refugee who had just crawled out of a collapsed coal kiln.

But he survived, and even won.

A mortal body shattered an Excellent‑grade stitched monster!

Clap, clap, clap—!

A crisp applause rang out.

Su Ming rose from the stone steps, clapped, and sauntered over at a leisurely pace, admiration in his eyes.

"Alright, East Wind."

"Your mind works fast; you handled that human‑bomb move smoothly, with a touch of artistry."

Su Ming flicked his wrist, pulled a bottle of Source Blood radiating Green Light from the Dimensional Reduction Warehouse, and tossed it casually.

"Next, don't actually kill yourself."

East Wind trembled as he caught the potion, disregarding its ingredients, pulled the stopper, tilted his head back, and downed it.

As a warm current erupted inside him, the excruciating pain that threatened his bones to shatter finally eased a bit.

He braced against the ground, baring his teeth as he stared at Su Ming.

"Mr. Su... I'm still okay, right?"

Monsters of this strength—let alone three Dragon Guards—...

He feels that even doubling wouldn't guarantee a win!

And here, he solo‑cleared it!

That record is enough to brag about for a lifetime, right?

Take a break, then get ready to keep flying!

However.

He suddenly realized...

Su Ming's expression held not a hint of ease.

Even the outwardly teasing smile grew broader, but a chill seeped from his eyes.

"Alright? Indeed quite alright."

Su Ming nodded.

"But East Wind, could there be a possibility..."

"This thing is just a gate‑watching security guard?"

"Not even a warm‑up?"

East Wind's smile froze instantly.

Security guard?!

The damn thing that almost took his life is just a security guard?!

"Bzz—!!!"

Before East Wind could fully catch his breath,

the oppressive red cloud overhead suddenly roiled violently.

Immediately, the familiar horn blared again.

"Wooo— wuwu—!!!"

If the earlier sound was the opening rally call,

the current one is more urgent, sharper, even tinged with frenzy and greed.

It's like…

the restaurant bell ringing, dinner's served!

East Wind's complexion turned deathly pale, and he instinctively gripped the hilt of his knife tighter.

More?!

Su Ming slowly lifted his head, hands in his pockets, letting the salty wind toss his disheveled hair.

"Eye of Truth, activate!"

His gaze forcibly tore through that thick red‑mist camouflage.

He saw!

Beyond the churning red clouds, scarlet, gigantic eyeballs lit up.

Dense and countless, numbering in the thousands!

That wasn't a cloud layer at all.

It was also… the Audience!

"These Audience members seem to have taken some interest..."

Su Ming's lazy glint vanished instantly, and he clenched his hand.

Bzz—!

A jet‑black Soul Dagger materialized in his palm, emitting a trembling hum that craved blood.

"East Wind, sharpen your eyes, watch closely, learn well."

His figure stood before East Wind, not towering.

Yet at that moment, he propped up a sky!

"What's coming up next…"

"Your fruit‑slicing knife is probably too blunt even to trim someone's foot!"

East Wind gave no reply, only swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Is a more terrifying monster about to appear?

But the one before me…

It seems that only then is it the real monster!