1045: Chapter 493: Ghost Card Decides the Victory, Sky Ladder Challenge_2 1045: Chapter 493: Ghost Card Decides the Victory, Sky Ladder Challenge_2 “You’re just asking for trouble!”
Ai Xuyue was so annoyed she felt like hitting soone.
The pollution continued, and this ti what appeared in the mirror was Zhang Hao.
“Need this?”
Lin Baici handed over the deck of cards.
“Thanks, but no need!”
Zhang Hao had the pride of one of the Three Heroes of Beijing; if she couldn’t handle a small scenario like this, she’d be too weak.
Two rays of light shot down, defeating the clone.
“It seems we all guessed wrong, the number of clones is random!”
Zhang Hao laughed confidently.
A minute and a half later, Zhang Hao had killed two clones and successfully cleared the level.
“Zhang Hao’s team is so strong!”
Yang Zhi clapped excitedly, not to brown-nose but to offer genuine praise.
Next up was Xia Hongyao.
She also didn’t take the ghost card.
“Even if four of them co at , I won’t panic!”
Xia Hongyao dashed excitedly to the center of the Beast Fighting Arena, looking up at the do, waiting for the clones to appear.
“Damn, there are four!”
Yang Zhi was worried, thinking Xia Hongyao was done for.
“Red dicine!”
Lin Baici wanted to throw the ghost card to her, but the high ponytail shook her head.
“No worries!”
Holding the Black Blade Dagger, Xia Hongyao twirled it with flair: “Just watch!”
The high ponytail said it lightly, but everyone still sweated on her behalf.
The four clones had just appeared and hadn’t started charging when Xia Hongyao began sprinting, then teleported behind one of them.
Swoosh!
The Black Blade Dagger shot like a teor, piercing the back of the target’s neck, and with Xia Hongyao’s arm lifting, the clone’s head was cleaved in two.
“The first one!”
Xia Hongyao kicked up a foot, sending the corpse flying towards the three clones turning to charge.
Boom!
The corpse exploded, sending the three clones tumbling chaotically, scattering their formation.
Swoosh!
Xia Hongyao teleported, appearing behind another clone.
The sa trick worked again!
“The second one!”
Xia Hongyao seed as relaxed as if she were on a hike picking mushrooms, effortlessly showing off her dazzling moves as if she were surrounded by the clones.
“This…
this is too strong, isn’t it?”
Ai Xuyue exclaid, even her arrogant brother was stunned at the mont.
Even the big auntie, Zhang Hao, and others from the security bureau who had heard of Xia Hongyao’s prowess, were amazed to see her fire on all cylinders, their eyes wide open.
“She truly is Xia Hongmian’s sister!”
Zhang Hao praised repeatedly, thinking she might not be able to beat her even if she went down there herself.
Lin Baici looked at everyone’s expressions and felt imnsely amused.
The high ponytail was Force Speed Double A indeed, capable of fighting; as long as the rule pollution didn’t require brains, she could solve it quickly, blinding others with her stunning moves.
But once it required thinking, she was done for.
No way around it,
Zhinai Double D.
“What a pity, if only Gu Qingqiu had this fighting power!”
Lin Baici felt regretful.
In two and a half minutes, Xia Hongyao easily took care of the four clones, without even breaking a sweat.
“Little Linzi, Little Linzi, this teleportation skill is so useful, my combat power has at least tripled!”
Xia Hongyao was overjoyed, and like Hua Yue Yu, she pounced onto Lin Baici and clung to him like a koala.
“Dang!”
Do you have any idea of your own height and weight?
Lin Baici was pushed back two steps by the impact, and what was worse, with Hua Yue Yu hugging Lin Baici, her head resting on his chest, and the high ponytail being the opposite, her height made it seem like Xiong Da was launched directly into Lin Baici’s face like a cannonball.
Lin Baici felt like he was Sun Monkey, pressed under the mountain by the Tathagata Buddha, struggling to breathe, about to suffocate.
“Get down!”
Lin Baici’s voice was strained as he tugged on Xia Hongyao’s ponytail.
And wouldn’t you know it,
the grip felt pretty good!
“Don’t pull my hair!”
Xia Hongyao got down and gave Lin Baici a light punch.
She hated when soone pulled her hair the most, as her father was balding badly, and she was worried it might be hereditary, so she cherished her hair, buying the most expensive shampoo.
But when it ca to Little Lin, her best friend.
An exception could be made!
If he wanted to pull her hair, she could tie a double ponytail for him.
“Teleportation, ah, such divine grace can greatly enrich tactical options.”
Zhang Hao was envious; while Lin Baici’s Great Impression Hand had terrifying attack power, if she had to choose one, she would opt for divine grace for its versatility.
The next one selected was Ai Xuyue, who imdiately looked at Lin Baici with a pitiable expression, like a little raccoon waiting to be fed.
Lin Baici handed over the deck of cards.
“Thank you, Brother Lin!”
Ai Xuyue bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, gratefully accepting the Ghost card with both hands, and conveniently switched to a more intimate address.
“Know how to draw the Ghost card, right?
Play this, and you’re guaranteed to win!”
Lin Baici whispered the advice.
This ti, four replicas appeared, and Ai Xuyue’s luck could be considered extrely bad.
Normally, with this setup, she was dood, but now there was no need to fight; drawing the Ghost card would suffice.
In three minutes, Ai Xuyue won two consecutive gas and secured the victory.
When she ran back, she kept bowing to Lin Baici.
“Thank you, Brother Lin!”
“Thank you, Brother Lin!”
Next up was Fang Mingyuan, who eyed the portraits on the mirror.
Gulp,
He swallowed nervously and looked towards Lin Baici.
“Don’t be afraid!”
Lin Baici encouraged, “Just like playing cards in the dorm!”
“Right!”
Fang Mingyuan, holding the Ghost card, walked to the center of the Beast Fighting Arena, where Zhou Ziyang’s battered corpse lay not far away, already attracting so flies.
“Play cards!
Play cards!”
Fang Mingyuan muttered to himself.
This ti there were two replicas, and amidst his anxiety, Fang Mingyuan won two rounds.
“I won!”
Fang Mingyuan returned the Ghost card to Lin Baici.
Feeling happy?
Not really, but rather a sense of relief from a near-death experience,
because without Old White’s Ghost card, he was certainly a goner.
Previously, Fang Mingyuan had only seen the benefits of being a God Hunter and hadn’t anticipated how terrifying rule contamination could be firsthand; he felt he couldn’t handle the pressure of death.
Basketball is much better!
If he could make it to the NBA, although his salary as a person from Jiuzhou might not be very high, the endorsent money would certainly be plentiful, easily reaching a few hundred million.
Suddenly, Fang Mingyuan wanted to get out quickly, play so basketball, and make a hundred million a year, wouldn’t that be wonderful?
Risking life and limb in God’s ruins,
What was he thinking!
Apart from Zhang Hao and Xia Hongyao, who were extrely confident in their combat abilities, everyone else chose to play Ghost card, including the tough-talking Ai Xuri.
Yang Zhi had the worst luck, encountering a total of six replicas, but thankfully, winning at cards was not dependent on the number of opponents.
Long Miaomiao had the best luck, with only one replica appearing.
Lin Baici was worried that the Ghost card had been used too frequently and might be banned, but that didn’t happen, and twenty minutes later, everyone had completed the replica challenge.
“Next is Fourth Town, I wonder how tough it has beco now?”
Great Aunt sighed in relief, but no sooner had she finished speaking than the glass on the do shattered.
Crash!
The glass shards rained down like a torrential downpour.
Everyone covered their heads with their hands, imrsed in the shower of glass, their vision affected.
When the shards had dissipated, they looked up to find themselves in a small square.
Beneath their feet was a marble floor, surrounded by an endless desert, with the wind kicking up billows of sand.
The golden sunlight blazed down, scorching everything.
Imdiately, everyone felt unbearably hot, their sweat beginning to profusely bead.
“The air temperature must be at least forty degrees!”
Yang Zhi fanned himself with his hand.
“You’re understating it!”
Zhang Hao looked up at the cylindrical tower twenty ters ahead; it stretched vertically upward, even piercing through the clouds, with no end in sight.
“Fourth Town is all about climbing the tower!”
Great Aunt explained, “You just need to reach the top within ten days!”
“Climb that?”
Fang Mingyuan’s scalp tingled.
The tower, with a diater of just over five ters, appeared slender.
On the outside were spiraling stairs ascending upwards—terrifyingly, the staircases had no handrails.
If one was not careful, they’d fall off.
“I…
I have acrophobia, what should I do?”
Ai Xuyue had a headache, normally in a regular assessnt one could forfeit, but now with the rules contaminated, participation was forced.
“Ti is tight, let’s go!”
Zhang Hao took the lead and walked over.
The stairs twisted upwards, just half a ter wide, looking terrifying, and the thought of staying on them for ten days to reach the top made everyone feel numb.
“Wuuu, can I forfeit?”
Long Miaomiao called out, holding a lollipop.
She also had a fear of heights!
“Who will go up first?”
Great Aunt asked.
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