Chapter 484: Five Hundred Heads

The loophole is, you don't actually need to kill many people; as long as you have enough heads and survive to the end, that's fine.

Even if those heads are snatched or tricked, it doesn't matter!

"Yang Ge, we've killed nine people combined; it's said the first stage ends after twelve hours, meaning tomorrow morning. Judging by the numbers, our performance isn't bad!"

"There are still two hours until morning; maybe we can add a few more!"

Just then, two people, a man and a woman, walked over from not far away; their tone was flat, but their words could not hide hostility and killing intent.

Their steps weren't fast either; in the hazy night, one could see three to five heads hanging from each of their waists, swaying back and forth.

Heng Xian's eyes flickered slightly; he suddenly tore his clothes and staggered out, as if gravely wounded and near death.

"Huh?"

"Kill!"

Upon seeing each other, the man and woman moved left and right, one holding a blood-stained wooden stick, the other a strange iron plate, and launched a frenzied attack.

However, as soon as they moved, their faces changed.

Because Heng Xian's body suddenly became agile, nothing like his earlier dying state, he flashed forward to meet them.

"Bang!"

The wooden stick shattered, and the man's arm also broke.

The woman's iron plate was pinched into a twisted shape, and her head took a heavy palm strike.

Completely unable to withstand a single blow!

The two flew backward, landing on their backs.

Meanwhile, the heads hanging from their waists had been undone; by the time they hit the ground and dazedly came to, Heng Xian had already dragged the heads away.

The man, still shaken, didn't even tend to his broken arm, hastily kneeling: "Thank you for sparing my life!"

Heng Xian paid it no mind, dragging two strings of heads, he ran straight toward another direction.

From midnight until just before dawn.

He followed the same method, using the same tactic, and without killing a single person, obtained thirty-one heads.

Fortunately, none of these heads belonged to Bu Fan!

I don't know where that guy ran off to, and the current situation doesn't allow him to go looking for people!

He calculated the heads in his hand; the total came to one thousand four and thirty, the ratio too low, too low—surely someone must have more heads.

He simply gave up the small target and sought a bigger one.

The mountain forest is divided into small streams, dense woods, and valleys.

He searched from the valley to the dense forest, then to the vicinity of the small stream, and finally found it.

It was a clear spring where the bottom could be seen, with faint ripples of water lightly stirring.

Heng Xian hid in a patch of grass and looked into the spring.

Through the swaying moonlight, he saw a somewhat slender figure bathing in the spring, seemingly trying to wash off bloodstains and gore.

It was precisely the dark-skinned girl Li Zhu.

Beside her on a protruding large stone lay a dense string of heads, roughly estimated at no less than a hundred.

Sure enough, a "big shot"!

Heng Xian slightly narrowed his eyes, thinking the heads were more pleasing to look at than the underwater scenery.

Just then, Li Zhu, who was scooping water to wash her neck, suddenly picked up a silk garment to wrap her body and coldly said: "Do you really think you can sneak attack me?"

Discovered?

Heng Xian frowned slightly, about to act, when a loud laugh came from behind a stone opposite: "Ah Zhu sister, your ears are sharp!"

Following the voice, a short figure dragging over a hundred heads behind him walked out—none other than the little guy He Qian.

At this moment, He Qian was covered in blood, indescribably ferocious and terrifying, yet his eyes shone brightly.

Li Zhu remained unmoved, tidying her hair: "Whether you have spirit or not doesn't matter; do you really think you can deal with me?"

He Qian laughed: "You think you can't?"

Li Zhu said: "We've known each other since childhood, know each other's roots; in this godforsaken place, our cultivation has failed, relying solely on the physical strength from our usual training and mundane martial arts!

"I don't think you have anything to show for it! Just like, in past years at every martial gathering, I've always bullied you the same way!"

He Qian showed no annoyance, his smile growing brighter: "Li Zhu sister is right; in terms of ferocity and killing power, few peers can match you, having grown up in the melee arena, fighting spirit tigers and spirit leopards—who would dare compare with you?"

"You still have some self-awareness!"

Li Zhu slowly stepped onto the large stone, her dark, long legs evenly proportioned, actually possessing an indescribable allurehuo!

He Qian's eyes glazed over, he swallowed saliva, and said: "I've been wondering, if you got married, what would it look like when your husband bullies you?"

"You're very curious?" Li Zhu asked.

He Qian nodded: "Curious to death!"

Li Zhu loosened half of her silk cloth, threw a flirtatious glance, and lightly laughed: "Come over and try it!"

He Qian instinctively stepped forward, then stopped, chuckling: "You know, in this situation, I want heads, not women!"

Li Zhu's smile vanished: "You dead shorty, pig, still wanting heads? My heads are placed here—can you take them? Useless trash!"

He Qian sneered: "Maybe I can't take them alone, but... if..."

"What if I join you?"

From not far away came a mocking voice; a tall youth leapt down from a treetop, similarly dragging over a hundred heads behind him, tied together with homemade hemp rope, a shocking sight.

Li Zhu's face finally changed: "Yang Chun, you, you guys teaming up against me?"

The person shook his head: "We three direct lineages of the three great families cannot avoid meeting! And here you are the strongest!"

"We could never cooperate with you, because once you turn hostile afterward, you will surely be the final winner!"

"So you two cooperate, first take me out, then split the heads?" Li Zhu asked.

Yang Chun laughed and said: "Exactly! I'll take you down! The outcome between me and He Qian depends on skill!"

He Qian also laughed and said: "What matters is that we both think after taking you down, we ourselves will win!"

Li Zhu gave a cold smile, lightly stomped a foot, the body tensed, instantly filling with explosive power.

He Qian and Yang Chun also stopped laughing, undid the troublesome head at their waists, slightly bowed, their bodies full of power.

Immediately, "swish", "swish", "swish"...

The three sprang up simultaneously, a violent collision, what they used were instinctive bodily strength and fist-and-foot techniques, extremely brutal.

However, just as the three were fighting fiercely and could not tell who would win, a figure had already reached the heads of Yang Chun and He Qian, skillfully picking up the "head string" and hanging it on their own waist.

Then, without even glancing at the three, they walked into the water, also took Li Zhu's "head string", and finally, dragging three long strings of heads, they swaggered away.

The three locked in combat stared wide-eyed!

Given their abilities and methods, ordinary people dare not approach, nor would they dare come at this time to seek trouble, after all, the three's fury is not something ordinary people can withstand!

This guy actually… dares to do this???

There's even this kind of maneuver!

He actually still had an air of taking it for granted!!!

"Kill him!"

"Stop!"

"I know him; when he just came in, he was that pretty little white face!"

(End of chapter)